#What is grammar btw I try to not use “but” in front of a sentence but actually I don't care that much

[pardi-real]

Holy cow.

TIL the word for how a word or a name is pronounced is written as "pronunciation". I really thought it was "pronounciation".

Pro-Nun. Well I love Arknights Specter.

That reminds me some years ago I was absolutely bamboozled by "similar" & "available", I thought those were written as "similiar" & "avaible" .

My life is a lie.. all this from being curious on how to pronounce "Berrien County Jail".

[notfreetoday]

MPW: Segasaki & Yoh - Language Analysis Part 1

Subtitle Corrections: EP 1 || EP 2 || EP 3

My Personal Weatherman is a story about the relationship between Segasaki and Yoh, so rather than being introduced to the characters, we the audience are dropped right into the middle of their relationship, and the only way we learn about the characters as individuals is through the way they interact with each other, and how that contrasts with how they interact with the people around them.

The show does an incredible job of keeping the portrayal of their relationship consistent across the use of character design, wardrobe, lighting, cinematography, acting choice, directorial choices and of course language use. But not everyone who watches has equal access to that last one, so I try to be as detailed as possible in my subtitle corrections posts. I'm also a bit of a language nerd. Now, I want to get into their actual relationship, because I think there is a lot of information about how they feel towards each other that's just getting missed. Also I love them and this is how I spazz.

This post is the first of four in which I hope to show how the dynamic between Segasaki and Yoh is reflected in the way they speak - specifically, in the way they address each other, and the style shifting, or speech level shifts that they both demonstrate with each other, using scenes from Ep 1 - 3. I'll be using my own translations for this, some of which differ from the Eng subs. (Please bear with the nerdiness - I don't want to assume how much people know about Japanese)

Prefacing this by saying that this language analysis is made specifically in the context of Segasaki and Yoh's relationship. There is a power imbalance here both in terms of social hierarchy (senpai/kouhai, age gap, successful/non-successful) as well as self-image (self-confident/self-conscious). Now, most of the time we see this manifested linguistically as the party with more social power using casual language forms, whilst the one with less power remains polite or formal. However, there is much more to human interaction than that, as we see in MPW where both Segasaki and Yoh shift in and out of Speech Styles often, depending on what they want to say and accomplish, as well as their emotional state.

1) Quick & Dirty Guide To Speech Styles/Formality Levels

Formality/Politeness is a spectrum and is expressed mostly through grammar and tone (sorry for the shitty word doc screencap):

1) desu/masu = formal/polite. Standard go to with the anyone you meet. 2) Generally speaking, the longer the sentence/the more syllables you hear, the more polite the sentence 3) The less direct you can be, the more polite you will sound 4) Word contractions (tsuzukereba -> tsuzukerya) = informal + impolite (but not always rude) 5) Slurred end vowels (iranai -> iranee) = informal + mostly rude, but not always (you just sound uncouth) 6) Most words have "formal", "informal" or even "rude" variations 7) CONTEXT DETERMINES EVERYTHING Btw when I say "speaks roughly" or uses "rough speech", I mostly mean (4) + (5)

2) Speech Styles and Shifting Between Them

tl;dr Japanese Speech Styles function like the verbal equivalent of personal space - the more formal/polite the level, the bigger the circle of personal space you maintain. Shifts in speech styles indicate: 1) perceived changes in vertical and/or horizontal distance 2) the assumption of a position/role of the speaker in relation to the listener 3) changes in emotional state/the desire to convey emotion 4) the consideration of "polite company" In this post we will look at examples of the first one - Vertical and Horizontal Distance.

Speech Styles: The Long Version (English Speaker POV)

Consider the way you speak if you were to say, give an important presentation in front of potential clients, versus the way you'd speak to an acquaintance you ran into on the street vs the way you'd speak to your closest friends. Different situations call for different ways of speaking - you're more likely to speak in full sentences and pronounce your words clearly for the first situation, and say "yes" instead of "yep" or "uh huh". You're also more likely to be blunt/direct with your friends than you are with clients - "You know ILU but do not under any circumstances buy that ugly ass shirt".

These context-dependent changes in speech patterns are similar to the changes in speech styles/formality levels in Japanese. Think of speech styles as the verbal equivalent of personal space. The more formal/polite the level, the bigger the circle of personal space you maintain. Dropping a level when you shouldn't is the verbal equivalent of invading someone's personal space and can make people uncomfortable and sometimes even angry. In Japan, the baseline "distance" with the average person is the way you would speak as if you were giving a presentation. Dropping to casual/informal speech might be tolerated (just like how you can tolerate someone sitting close to you and asking some questions, but it's uncomfortable), especially if you guys are around the same age, but dropping to "what's up bitcheees" when you should be at "hey how're you doing" basically tells the other person "I don't have even the basic level of respect for you".

In the same vein, the closer you are to someone, the more welcome you are in their personal space, and thus the lower the level of formality/politeness you'll keep with them. You trust that even if you speak bluntly, they'll understand you aren't trying to insult them. When and to what extent you drop a level is usually negotiated between individuals (either directly or indirectly). Once a level of casualness is established, your friends are going to look at you funny if you suddenly get all formal with them. They might even come ask if anything's wrong, or if you're angry at them or why you sound "cold". These shifts in speech levels therefore mark more than just the vertical distance between two people (ie, differences in social hierachy), they mark the horizontal distance (ie, how close people of the same "in-group" are to each other) too.

Having said that, there are times when you will shift to a more formal tone even with your friends or family - for example, when you're hosting a game at a large party and want to explain the game rules to everyone, you might enunciate your words better or keep the jokes to the minimum in order to convey the information is clearly and efficiently as possible. Similarly, if you've been appointed the leader in a group project and need people to pay attention and listen, you might change your tone of voice to command attention. In other words, when you assume a particular position, the way you speak changes too.

Finally, the way you speak to your friends/family in the presence of others (or "polite company", as they used to say) might also change - you might have no qualms cursing up a storm with your best buddy at the bar, but you might do your best to avoid being too vulgar when you're in front of their parents or your boss/university professor.

3) Segasaki and Yoh: Vertical & Horizontal Distance

Segasaki and Yoh are part of the same "in-group" in that they are in a relationship, so the horizontal distance between them is very small and before sunny days it's a negative distance - this is shown in how both Segasaki and Yoh use informal speech with each other (they generally omit the desu/masu forms aka use plain forms, and both use the informal pronoun "俺/ore" for "I" with each other).

That said, there is also a hierarchy within that relationship (though their individual perceptions of that vertical distance differs) which stems not only from the nature of their living agreement, but also is likely to have carried over from their university days, when they shared a senior/junior relationship. Thus, generally speaking, Segasaki speaks quite roughly with Yoh whilst Yoh tends to use polite forms more often. Keep in mind however, that Japanese is a gendered language, and "rough speech" tends to be seen as a masculine speech pattern and can sometimes be normal between close male friends/family (otherwise, it is the verbal equivalent of getting up in someone's face and pushing them). The key here is that Yoh sticks to an informal, but more polite level than Segasaki does, and it is that difference that shows the power differential.

Horizontal Distance aka "We're Very Close"

Despite Yoh's very valid complaint that Segasaki takes "man-of-few-words" to the next level (itself a liberty you'd only take with someone close to you), Segasaki only drops to rude forms in Ep 1 once:

晩飯いらねぇ(banmeshi iranee) - slurred vowel [literally - "dinner, not needed"] Banmeshi is a more informal way of saying dinner (normal = yuu gohan). Despite the slurred vowel, this sentence is not dismissive nor rude - it's what you'd expect between close friends/family.

In Ep 2 we hear Segasaki speak a lot more roughly to Yoh, as below, and of course during the almost-argument. But though his words are rough his intonation is often soft and he's quite tender with his touch. So, we can see that Segasaki isn't being disrespectful per se - he's not speaking roughly because he sees Yoh as beneath him in the social hierarchy - rather, he's demonstrating intimacy, familiarity and possessiveness, all at once. In fact, the more possessive he feels of Yoh, the more he drops his levels. As mentioned earlier, you only do this with people in your "in-group", with whom you know will understand you aren't insulting them.

遅くなるからいらねぇっつっただろう (osokunaru kara iranee ttsutta darou) - slurred vowel, word contraction, informal end particle [I told you I wouldn't need it cause I'd be late right?] Though somewhat in keeping with Segaski's curtness, this is still a pretty harsh sounding line - but note how Yoh doesn't seem offended or intimidated in the slightest - he understands that Segasaki is tired after a long day, and in return Segasaki softens his tone when he next asks "What did you make?"

Vertical Distance

It's easy to focus on Segasaki's use of rough, assertive langauge as an indicator of vertical distance, and I pointed out quite a few scenes in Ep 3 where he ends off what is essentially an order with assertive sentence-final particles. But focusing on this alone gives the mistaken impression that relationships with vertical distance go one way only - down - when in fact they are bidirectional. There is a mutual dependency between both parties, as we see clearly in MPW. Linguistically, this is portrayed through Yoh's choices to shift up a speech level.

Just like how Segasaki is introduced to the audience through his proposal direct, informal and very forceful speech style, the first interaction we see Yoh have with Segasaki is a proper, standard greeting:

おかえりなさい (okaerinasai) [Welcome back] Okaerinasai is the full, proper way to say this, but a more casual and common way to say this would simply be "okaeri". See Ep 3 for discussion on standard greetings.

When Yoh thinks about Segasaki in his head, he often uses rough speech the same way Segasaki does, including the rude pronouns "aitsu/koitsu (that guy/this guy)", and yet when he speaks directly to Segasaki, he maintains an informal but still polite/neutral speech style. He rarely shifts down to rude forms, barely coming close even when drunk and emotional, but he does often switch up to a more polite level. In the above example, Yoh uses the full standard greeting in response to Segasaki's unspoken request:

俺、帰ってるんだけど (ore, kaetterun dakedo) [I've already come back, you know] Ending with "dakedo" implies that speaker is going to follow up with something, usually a request or a question. In Japanese, this request/question is often left out, because the context given prior to "dakedo" is usually enough for the listener to fill in the gaps themselves. In this case, Segasaki might want a greeting or dinner, but at the very least, it's clear he wants Yoh's attention.

We know the standard greeting earlier was a style shift upwards because later in the episode, when Yoh says good night, he uses the casual version "oyasumi" instead of the full "oyasuminasai".

Even outside of standard phrases, Yoh's baseline is informal but not rude:

あ、いま準備する (Ah, ima junbi suru) - plain form [Ah, I'll prepare it now]

Probably the most telling is in Ep 3, when he's caught off guard whilst folding laundry.

あ、なに？ (Ah, nani?) - plain form [Oh! What?] He answers Segasaki naturally, with just a word, as opposed to a proper “Hai/Yes?”, which he’s done sometimes when he’s unsure of himself, or if he's addressed directly.

So, we've established that Yoh’s baseline with Segasaki is informal but not rude - he feels comfortable enough with Segasaki to default to casual speech, but he acknowledges the power differential between them by simultaneously accepting Segasaki's rough speech as well as not dropping to it himself. This also tells us that the shifts up to formal/polite speech are deliberate and mean something. In EP 2, the shift demonstrated his insecurity surrounding his jealousy and their lack of physical affection, whereas in EP 3, he does it as a way to convey his gratitude.

In the next part, we'll look at how both Segasaki and Yoh use speech style shifts to convey emotion as well as to assume a particular position. Hope you enjoyed this!

[kianaflame23]

Dominance ☆ Final Fantasy XVI Clive Rosfield x f!reader N*FW

I'M SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG TO POST THIS!! I DO HOPE YOU ENJOYED MY CLIVE FANFIC!! It's my first time writing "this" fanfic so forgive me if you don't like it! Most likely ooc for Clive but yeah! Sorry for my grammar btw!!

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You and the group walked around the castle of Barnabas as Clive wanted to negotiate with him. He remembered seeing King Barnabas when he was 15 years old, small talk with him but that's it. Now, you are new to the group as you fought against Clive. Thinking to yourself that he wanted to kill you for your bounty money. Surprisingly, you were able to defeat him as Clive's knees were on the ground. Cursing to himself, he hears you coming closer and closer. However, you did something shocking and chaotic. You were in front of him and stretch your hand to him, smirking at him as you waited for him to grab your hand.

"That was a great fight! No one has ever fought me for so long! What's your name?" You spoked as you grinned, still waiting for him to say or anything.

He sighed as he gripped your hand tightly, your strength pulling him up rapidly. Clive looked even more shocked towards you, wondering how can you be so strong yet short (or current height) appearance.

*Sorry if you're aren't short! You can imagine however height you are here!*

"My name...is Clive Rosfield"

"Clive Rosfield? I see! My name is (Y/N)! Nice to meet you, Clive!"

Clive didn’t wish to continue talking to her but you attracted him somehow.

"Do you even know who am I?

"Huh? Nope! You will be my new friend! You can't say no to me though!" you leaned back as you laughed, Clive getting more confused.

"I'm going to joined your little group! Hope you don't mind!" you walked away from him, trying to talked with Jill and Cidolfus. Clive turned his head quickly as he began to walk.

"WAIT, WHO SAID YOU CAN JOIN US?!"

That's how you and the group met, traveling together and killing any creatures throughout the journey.

Back to the castle of Barnabas, the group and you stared at the huge front door which you guessed it's the entrance of the castle. As soon you were going to say something, the door opened and you saw Barnabas for the first time. You gasped, not sure if you are liking his handsome face or his well-built body. Barnabas looks at you and smiled, walked towards you as you stood there.

"Hello, my lady. Welcome to my kingdom! I hope you enjoy your stay in here" Barnabas spoked seductively to you, him holding your soft hand and places a kiss on the top of your hand. Not knowing the rage of Clive's blue eyes starting at Barnabas, wanting to kill him right there. He had to calm himself as he wants information from King Barnabas for his next journey...

Throughout the hours at the castle, Barnabas continued to talk with you, you were trying to answer as best as you can. You do find him attractive but you weren't interested with anyone. Unless if it was involved with Clive but you don't want to admit to yourself though.... You felt like he deserved someone better. Better than you and wishes for him to be happy....

Barnabas stopped his tracks and everyone looked at him with confusion. Barnabas turned to you slowly and smiled at you as he starts talking in front of everyone.

"(Y/N), forgive me for asking this but I want you to come with me. Staying in my room alo--" Barnabas couldn't finished his sentence as Clive yelled at him, not wanting to hear a word from Barnabas.

Clive rushed towards you with lust and anger in his eyes, taking you away from everyone as Jill and Cidolfus calling your names. Jealousy taking over him, trying to erase the image of Barnabas smirking and being with you. Clive definitely didn't like seeing you being Barnabas' queen at all....

The castle has too much rooms but luckily for Clive, he will use this advantage to claim you as his and no one can stop him. He only wants you and only you, he will not allow King Barnabas to take you away from him. Clive doesn't care if he'll start a war between him and Barnabas. He WILL have you no matter what. He'll show you true pleasure, wanting to start a family with you and breeding you all day or night...

When you're inside the room, you weren't able to say anything as Clive ripped your clothes apart and pushed you to the bed with force, you looked at him shocked.

"What the fuck, Clive? What's wrong with you??"

"I will NOT let Barnabas claim you, (Y/N)! You're mine and only MINE." he said to you darkly, not sure if you're getting turn on or not. Not wanting to admit that you feel yourself wet from his words...

You felt his rough fingers thrusting rapidly inside you, moaning a bit too loud for your liking. His thumb rubbing your clitoris harshly as you begged him to stop. Not listening to you, thrusting his fingers even more in you. Making you cum on his fingers as your eyes rolled back in pleasure, trying to calm yourself from your climax.

Clive moaned, tasting your sweet cum on his mouth and forcing you to taste yourself as he placed his fingers in your mouth. Feeling your tongue as you tried to move your tongue away from his fingers but couldn't. He pulled away his hands and began to take off his clothes. Feeling more aroused as you continued to see him with fear and excitement in your eyes.

"You think this is over, (Y/N)? Oh no. We are just getting started and you will be MINE. I will show you how much I LOVE you."

"Wait, Clive! If you want to use my body for stress relief, then I don't mi--"

"No, (Y/N)! You truly don't understand... Then, I have to show you how much I desire you and you will soon know how you make me go crazy for you!" he grunted as his thick, long cock appearing in front of you, pre-cum leaking a bit as you cover your mouth. Trying to control yourself as you want to taste him and suck on his cock...

As if he read your mind, he smirked at you and pushed himself closer to you, whispering your ear as you gasped

"It seems that you want to suck on my cock. I don't mind, (Y/N). I will be pleasuring your sweet pussy, then"

Before you can say anything to Clive, he pulled you up from the soft bed as he collapsed to the bed, you on top of him as you felt yourself blushing even more. Feeling his cock behind you as you sat on top of him.

"C-clive! What are you d--"

"I want you to use your mouth on my cock as I taste your cum while I suck your sweet pussy at the same time, (Y/N)! I want us to reach true pleasure together!"

Your eyes widened after Clive finished his speech, feeling yourself insecure of yourself. Knowing that you have to show your ass in front of him.... as you sucked his cock. You don't want to sit on him! It's too embarrassing and you would rather do something else than sitting Clive's face.

Clive feeling impatient, not wanting to wait any longer as he slapped your ass. Gaining a reaction from you and he growled at you as he speaks to you again.

"C'mon, I want you to sit on me. I don't care if you hurt me. I don't mind you going rough on me, (Y/N)!" Clive said to you with lust and frustration, making you gulped as you obeyed his command. Feeling yourself ashamed as you showed your ass fully to him. Clive groaned as he grabbed your ass tightly and began to lick your sweet flower. Making you moan even more loud, trying to calm your moans as you looked at his cock. Seeing his cock twitching, ready for you to touch and suck on it...

You licked your lips, leaning to Clive's cock and kissing his tip of his cock. Making him stop what he is doing and moaned as you began to suck on it, using your delicate hands to stroke his cock at the same time.

"Fuck! Your mouth feels so good! Don't stop, (Y/N)!"

You listened to him, sucking and stroking his thick cock faster. Feeling yourself getting closer to climax as you feel Clive’s roaming all around your pussy. Thrusting his tongue in and out of your gummy walls. It was too much for you, yet it was so good! You want to continue with this pleasure forever! Sadly, you couldn't hold yourself any longer. You're not the only one as Clive feels himself reaching to climax as well.

"SHIT! I'm gonna cum on you! Release your sweet juice on me, (Y/N)!

Hearing his words finally made you climax on him, giving him what he wants as Clive came on your mouth. Clive tasting your cum as he moaned loudly, trying not to lose conscious from your climax and his climax as well. He isn't ashamed of his loud moans. Clive wants you to know that YOU are the only one who can satisfy him. You felt yourself gagged a bit as you still feel him releasing more of his cum on your mouth and swallowing as much as you can. Feeling his cum dripping down on your breasts and breathing heavily as you calm down from your climax.

"T-that was so good... Are you satisfied, C-clive?" you stuttered as you pulled your ass away from Clive, sitting down next to his legs. Still feeling your legs shaking from your second climax.

Clive moved his body from the bed, pulling you closer to his chest as his bruising lips crashed on your lips, feeling his tongue touch yours and roaming everywhere as you moaned softly. You tapped his broad shoulder, signaling him that you want to breathe and Clive pulled away from you, both yours and clive's saliva connected to each other as it falls down. Making you feel wet again...

"No, I want to feel you. I want my cock inside you right now! You're making me lose myself, (Y/N)!"

"C-clive! I think we should re--"

You were interrupted as you felt Clive's hands pulled you down to the comfy bed, one of his hand gripping both of your hands above your head. Grabbing your leg around his waist as he growled in annoyance. Clive doesn't need to use both of your legs, knowing that you can't feel legs from your climax. You struggled to get out of tight grip, questioning yourself that you can easily your strength to get out of the room. Your body thinks differently though which sucks for you. However, you actually didn't mind it..... You're happy that his beast behavior shows that he wants you and only you...

'I guess I'll let him fuck me.... Maybe I can enjoy this....at least I'm not alone anymore...' you thought to yourself, waiting for him to begin.

"Fine, you c-can cum inside me. I'm not going to stop you. Promise me to never leave me, Clive..."

Clive looked you with such intense and lust before he closed his eyes, sighing as his hand grabbed your leg and placing it down softly. Surprising you even more as Clive moved closer to you and starts to kiss your neck, gropping your breast slowly as if he doesn't want to hurt you. Moaning as you feel his cock twitch between your sex. You blushed but decided to use your hips to grind on him, earning a soft moan from him. Letting go your arm as he groaned in pleasure, warning you to stop or he will go rough on you. You bit you lips, feeling your body in heat and liking the idea of him being dominant. Yes, you're enjoying this soft side of Clive, however, you do wonder how good it will feel. Him thrusting in and out of your sweet sex nonstop until you can only think of his name. Screaming and moaning his name all night....

"I want you to be serious here, Clive. I don't want you to just use my body for your own entertainment."

"(Y/N), I--"

"Please, let me finish talking"

Clive was about to say something but decides to listen to what you are going to say to him. Seeing his stoic yet handsome face looked at you with genuine fear in his blue eyes, thinking to himself that he messed up. Proving you that he only loves you and to be with you. He would rather stay away from anyone if he can't have you. Most likely not able to continue with his revenge journey.... You noticed that Clive looked away from you, feeling hurt that he can't change your mind. Pulling your hand to caresses his cheek, making him snap out of his negative thoughts. Clive immediately felt in ease and leaned your hand more, reminding you on how he react like Torgal whenever you are with him

'How cute' you thought to yourself again as you began to talk more.

"I hate the idea of being a single mother, taking care of my future children....so you better tell me now! D-do you love me...?"

"Of course, I do love you! You're the only one who understands me and always there for me even when I was too harsh on you!"

"Okay, good. Prove to me, Clive. Give me the best pleasure that I'll ever experience. I want to feel your cock in me now, my d-darling knight...my king..." you blushed more as you used your legs around his waist, trapping him as you felt your sweet cum spreading a bit to him.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard. The only thing you'll be screaming is my name, (Y/N)!"

You aren't sure if the jealousy and possessive is still taking over him but you don't mind it at all. You're already loving on how serious his face is and how he wants to give his lovely future wife the greatest pleasure ever. Ready to feel your sweet flower in his thick, long cock and releases his seed in you...

Clive pulled away from you for a few seconds before placing both of your ankles over his shoulders. Pinning your arms above your head again with his hand while Clive starts to stroke his cock as you grinned in excitement. His eyebrows furrowed in pleasure as his tip of his cock starts to rub between your gummy walls before inserting you fully without warning. Feeling yourself pulled back in pain yet ecstacy as you moaned.

"Eikons! Feel so damn good, my love!"

You feel his thick cock thrusting in and out of you roughly, moaning more loudly than you thought. Your breasts bounces with so much force. You don't care if your chest starts to feel pain. You're enjoying this immensely as you vowed to yourself that you will never leave Clive alone. No matter how dangerous the journey will lead to you and Clive. You'll stay and fight next to him until his vengeance ends. Then, you and Clive can be enjoying your peaceful life together. You hoped that no one will hear your passionate yet rough sex with Clive. You'll be so embarrassed if your group knows about it and starts to tease you after leaving the castle of Barnabas.... Especially King Barnabas.... however, you'll worry about it later. You want Clive to fill you up with his cum in your womb. Only him can do it. You'll beat up anyone who dares to touch you or your handsome knight of yours! You survived for so long without any help. Feeling your tears coming down from your eyes as you kept moaning more. Clive noticed your crying immediately as his hand shakily wiped away your tears, asking you if you want to stop and you rapidly shaked your head in disapproval.

"N-no! Keep going please, Clive! I am so grateful to have you as mine.This is just tears of happiness...."

"(Y/N)... I--"

"I want to feel your cum in me! Fill me up please, Clive!"

Hearing your words aroused Clive even more as his blue eyes turned to lust once again. Wanting to fuck you like an animal... Craving your body as Clive starts to give your neck some hickies while thrusting his cock deeply in you.

"Who's my good girl?!" Clive whispers your ear, feeling your ear burning as you felt his hot breath blew through your ear

"M-me..."

"I can't hear you, (Y/N). WHO'S MY GOOD GIRL?" Clive screamed to you, your eyes widened as your smiled gleefully to him or yourself. You don't care if you looked silly right now.

"I'M YOUR GOOD GIRL! ONLY YOURS, CLIVE~"

"That's right, my lovely wife. You're mine" he huskily said to you, still thrusting in and out your pussy, feeling your gummy walls squeezing his cock tightly. Both of you and Clive moaning and panting together.

"I'm gonna cum again, my darling husband~ Fill me up! Everything please!" you moaned as you blushed, shocked that you actually said it to Clive. Before you can say anything to him, his hand slowly pulled away from your wrist. Your hands immediately pulled him in a tight hug, not wanting him to stop and begging for him to release his seed in your womb. Feeling yourself getting closer to climax. Luckily for you, Clive feels the same as he sloppily thrusts in you more deeply, cursing to himself as he's ready to release his thick cum in you. You felt his index finger rubbing your clitoris rapidly, as if Clive wants you to climax on him. Feeling his finger and his cock going deeper and deeper in you, letting out your sweet nectar on him. Moaning loudly as you closed your eyes in ecstasy.

"Oh, eikons! Give me more of your sweet nectar to me! My good girl! My queen! I'm gonna c--" Clive choked as he couldn't finished his sentence, his seed filling you up. His legs shivers as Clive tries to continue his breathing. Still thrusting in you a bit before pulling out, his cum dripping down slowly to the comfy bed covers. Clive collapsed next to you, pulling you to his chest. Grinning to yourself as your cheek pressed to them, deciding if you want to bite his chest or not....

"Easy there, my naughty wife. Want me ravish you again?", Clive smirked as he caressed your hips. You blushed more but you got a goofy smirk as you began to talk.

"I don't mind another round. Just give me five minutes. Your cock is mine, after all~", you winked at Clive, giggling as you saw his blue eyes widened at your bold speech.

".......(Y/N)....."

"Yes, Clive?"

"Why did you say that to me?"

"What do you mean, Cli---", you didn't finished your sentence as Clive bounced on you. Wanting to devour you again

This is going to be a LONG night for both you and Clive. At least no one will tease you two when it's morning right....?

The end ☆

[wolf-stark]

You ask I deliver — both tfatws asks in one!

tfatws weekly ask 1

i finally saw ep1!! i wont be able to see ep2 until thursday at the earliest but i already have some Thots on this ep. here are the ones I remember

first is, and i'm so sorry for this, a grammar lesson. an appositive is when you stick an additional phrase in between commas, dashes, or the like. i actually just used one! the "and i'm so sorry for this" in the first sentence of this paragraph is an appositive. thing is, most english speakers don't normally use them when they speak, only in writing. so i'm always on high alert whenever i hear somebody in tv or movies use one. (it's generally a marker of bad screenwriting). anyway there was one right in the beginning of the episode. the white army guy yelling at sam wilson said "first lieutenant Torres, our intel officer, will be helping on the ground." yeah so. the writing of this series started out on the wrong foot for me. but the rest of the episode was obviously tons and tons better (every interview i see with malcolm spellman makes me love him more and more)

the contrast between the opening minutes (falcon action sequence) and the rest of the ep.... i would 100000/10 rather watch a series with just sam and bucky dealing with life. i dont give a single crap about the flag-smashers or any of that. i just want sam, sarah & fam getting their boating business back on the ground & yeeting racist dickwads, bucky going through therapy and making amends, sam and joaquin being bros, sambucky homoerotic tension, etc.

the cinnamontography! wandavision mostly used cinematography to signify era n stuff. tfatws doesn't have wv's premise to go off of, so here's some tricks i noticed:

with sam there's obviously all sorts of shots with the captain america iconography next to his face, but he hasn't totally claimed it. there's the mural of steve rogers in the background; there's sam staring into the shield like it's a spectre of steve's face; there's sam looking into the exhibit, the shield and sam separated by glass and a layer of camera focus. steve is a constant spectre, always there, an idea, a symbol himself. sam's relationship with this iconography is distanced. he is separated by glass exhibit walls. by painting canvases. he doesn't yet feel worthy to take on that iconography. this whole thing was pulled off quite well but also a bit on-the-nose if only in quantity. there's just sooooo much fancy iconography stuff

speaking of the exhibit, there's something that i get real pissy about. it's when like, there's an action going on you're supposed to be paying attention to but the cinematographer is like,,,, hey! check out this location! or this headline! or something! there was a lot of that in the exhibit. the camera was like, you could focus on sam and rhodey's convo (which was fine but could have been so much better with an extra like 10 minutes of deep character study talk) but noooo you want me to look at the symbol for the united nations and read all the text about bucky who hasn't even showed up yet. shut up i know the lore and ill watch the shot-by-shot breakdown yt vids you don't have to make the shot this long jkdsalcjklasejf

my fav trick was with bucky and the therapist. i had seen a clip of the scene with bucky and the therapist beforehand and i thought the cinnamontography was super obnoxious, but then i was like, oh duh. the shots frequently change the distance between the camera and its subject. sometimes it's uncomfortably close and sometimes it's really far. a clear allegory for the duality of therapy, esp for bucky! therapy is an invasive process wherein he is ruthlessly examined, picked apart, and berated for his trauma (this therapist is crap in every way btw, "mean therapist" works for greg house and greg house only). so the camera goes close. it makes the viewer claustrophobic like bucky. but when he's like "no i haven't had any nightmares" the camera suddenly goes really far. we see bucky as this tiny head in the center of the bottom of the frame. we are distanced from him. he has pushed us away. we cannot see him. he lies because he is vulnerable. so yeah, amazing work there. the therapy scene was hard to watch on purpose!

did bucky slip a note to yori inside the dollar bill? bucky stop making me emooooo. the suuper awkward fake smile has me 😭 (veteran trying to adjust!)

mark my worrrrds when sam asks someone y the govt picked john “white bread” walker they’re gonna say “we needed somebody everyone can get behind....someone uncontroversial, someone everyone can see themselves in” like that exact racist dog whistle

tfatws weekly ask 2

just saw ep2 so im taking advantage of the 2 seconds i can be on tumblr without worrying about tfatws spoilers before new episode drops

when isaiah said "your people put me in prison for being a hero" and bucky thought "your people" means hydra. 🤦‍♂️

speaking of racism, the interplay between sam being Black (anti-Black racism) and sam being the Falcon (negrophilia, "can i take a selfie w you as i deny you a loan?") and the intersection between the two (j*hn lichrally called sam "steve's wingman"! he takes the crypto out of crypto-racist in like 2 seconds!) !!!!!!!! a Black celebrity's Black experience, the separation of man and identity!!!! (thinking about vanessa bayer in snl in that skit "beyonce is black" telling her black friend "you're not black, you're...my girl!")

after sam gets racially profiled by cops we see j*hn standing in front of cop cars cinematic parallels turns out j*hn is racist who knew

this therapist sucks major ass but she got bucky and sam together in the same room and ready to collaborate...that's something ig. it was lichrally couple's therapy she said she used her miracle exercise with couples sambucky antis get blended

bucky says "he was wrong about you so maybe he was wrong about me"...that's not how people talk. when therapist asks bucky, the guy who doesn't talk at all about himself, "y do you hate sam", the last thing bucky's gonna do is actually connect his hatred of sam to his own self-worth issues. bucky generally refuses to talk about himself, so why would he talk about himself in the one context that nobody ever links back to their own neuroses: hatred of other people? one thing human beings hate most is admitting we're wrong. admitting you hate someone because of your own issues? that's a major therapeutic step. bucky would absolutely have to be prompted to do that. even like one or two lines of dialogue more would have set up that line better. but in terms of the actual thought? an amazing way to take the sam/bucky relationship. bucky bases his self-worth on steve believing in him, and if steve is wrong bucky has no self-worth, so 1) he has to develop self-worth disassociated from steve's assessment of him and 2) he has to love himself before he can love sam, and 3) he has to realize that sam giving up the shield is a sign of sam's humility not his unworthiness.

conversely, we don't get into why sam hates bucky? yeah sam has the right to hate a guy that has tried to kill him (albeit while brainwashed) multiple times, and now shows up in his life just to bash him but. everything happens so fast i cant follow their relationship

in fact i dont feel like i understood much of anything. like y did bucky and sam go on that mission together? how connected are sam/bucky/joaquin with the government? doesn't bucky just want to retire now? literally what is everyone doing/feeling and why???

if battlestar becomes a knowing commentary on the black best friend stereotype i'm gonna party, but i dont expect much of that

the interplay between man and symbol. captain america is obviously a symbol. the shield is obviously a symbol. but steve rogers? the. man behind the cowl? he too seems to become a symbol. a paragon of a good guy, so good he's unreachable. steve was just a guy stop idolizing him the last thing steve would want is to be idolized

as the resident musician/music nerd on mcublr, 1) that captain america rally music slaps, but 2) re: the song at the end of the ep, if you're just gonna rip off mozart's lacrymosa then at least play mozart's lacrymosa. we wont blame you the lacrymosa slaps (if you dont know what im talking about go on yt and search it up youll recognize it fo sho

look i love enfys nest as much as the next guy but if tfatws is gonna get erin kellyman to play another innocent little gurl blackmailed into the fakeout-villain position (her text seemed to suggest as such) then 😡 like why can't women just....be evil? young, freckly, innocent-looking women? girls are not untouchable pure objects but full of rage and resentment just as much as anyone can be

bonus ep1 comment: bucky says about that senator whose car he hijacked, "she continued to abuse the power i gave her." fictionaldarling on yt say that he says "i" because he can't disassociate himself from his winter soldier persona which begets endless and senseless guilt. like dude. can i not be emo for like 1 second.

OKay. First off, as much I enjoy your sending it to me, what made you decide to send me these??

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TFATWS WA #1

Don't worry about getting this to me as early as possible. I usually don't watch the episode right away.

1. Cool writing lesson.

2. Everyone wants a comedy show [like Friends] about the MCU superheroes.

3. Cinematography is always a beautiful thing.

4. Sam definitely has to carve his own Captain America status for himself, outside of Steve's ya know everything.

5. They have to do that for people who was just now tuning in because they're in love with Sam Wilson or Sharon Carter.

6. I think the therapist was taking a 'tough love' approach for Bucky, because she likely has some very strong opinions about the literal assassin she's been assigned to give therapy too. She did not choose to talk to him, she was assigned that make that clear in the second episode.

And, Bucky isn't lying when he said it wasn't a nightmare. It wasn't a nightmare, it was a resurfaced memory. So, technically he wasn't lying - and yes, the camera does move away because while he's saying he didn't have a nightmare, he's not expanding on what actually happened - so, he's still pushing the therapist/us away.

7. Bucky, and Steve, have/had a TON to adjust to.

8. Yeah, I agree that will be the bullshit line they give. If they ever actually talk about it.

TFATW WA #2

Yeah, always got to take advantage of avoiding those spoilers lmfaoo.

1. Honestly, that line was double meaning. Both about White people and Hydra [which is made up of mostly white supremacists/nazis] So, the line is gesturing to both White People in general and Hydra assholes together. I think the terminology is “double edge sword”??

2. This whole paragraph structure confused me, ngl - so I'm going to answer it the best I can. I do like that they're not ignoring the fact that Sam being Black is 1000% the reason he's not the Official Captain America - because the gov't is racist as hell.

I also like the little lines about how they point out little things about Sam's Falcon persona, like that kid calling him 'Black Falcon' specifically and Sam's response show the split between Sam and Falcon itself.

John is a dick for calling Sam the wingman of Steve Rogers. Sam was a hero all on his own before Steve asked him to join up again. [Side note, it's lichrally??]

3. Exactly, the parallel of Sam being profiled and surrounded while just on the street and John being surrounded by fans and being able to spring Bucky with apparently only a few sentences shows a Loooooot

4. Honestly, at this point I wonder if she's not actually a therapist and is just an agent assigned to assess Bucky outside of an Official Building. I do know, however, that her 'look at each other and speak' exercise is actually a real therapy practice. It's just a little slower.

5. Actually, I think he would've blurted that out. That whole line. I don't think Bucky hates Sam. I think they could've done the scene better, but I think that had Sam prodded him/the therapist been more annoying Bucky would've lost control of his emotions and blurted out the whole "If he was wrong about you, he was wrong about me" but I feel like the writing for this show is just... not there. Sometimes you blurt shit when you get overemotional and I think that was what Bucky was supposed to be like.

6. I don't think Sam hates Bucky, I think he doesn't trust him though. I do wish they'd talked about that though. The whole 'talk to each other' scene should've been a LOT longer and a LOT slower.

7. Sam and Bucky's relationship is being fast tracked because they don't really know how to work the relationship out, writers-room-wise. Bucky is technically retired, but I feel like he's trying to live up to Steve's expectations and doing what Steve would've done and we all know that if Steve was there, Steve would've jumped on that plane with Sam. It looks like Sam/Bucky/Joaquin are a side-team based from Military services but as Sam says they're all free agents so...?

8. Sadly, They seem to just be propping up to be another stereotype.

9. Captain America is a symbol. Steve Rogers is a man. But now Steve Rogers is an idol because of all the shit he's been through and honestly, it's not a bad thing he's become an idol for people - it's using Steve as a reason to make White Bread Walker the next Captain that makes Steve's idolization so fucked.

10. I don't know anything about music so I have no opinion here, sorry.

11. Enfys?? Also, I think they did the whole Innocent Girl Thing as side commentary for Bucky lowering his guard about seeing a young girl rather than a guy.

12. Bucky is the Winter Solider. The Winter Solider is Bucky. That is how Bucky will always see it because although he was brainwashed, it was still him and he remembers all of it. When you have constant memories of something 'someone else' did, you tend to not be able to pull the two personas out of each other. I want Bucky to take up the title, White Wolf instead of Winter Soldier. Honest.

This is all my opinion, I’m honestly a little disappointed with the writing of TFATWS so far so... I’m not really optimistic about this.

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17! 18! 30! 32! 38! <3 <3 <3

Thank you for these! 🥰 17. How obsessively do you sit and stare at your fic after you’ve just posted and wait for feedback? I don’t. Well, not immediately. I try to distract myself for at least half an hour to an hour after posting because by the time I post I’ve already gone mental from finaFinalreRerereadFiNaldefDEFDEF.def x34 and I need to calm down. But after that I compulsively refresh AO3 (for the Beth/Rio tag) and depending on the time of day I start replying to comments or wait for it until morning. I don’t re-read my own fic until at least the day after (and inevitably fix some v obvs spelling mistakes I got blind for during edits). 18. Do you have a WIP that you keep telling yourself you’ll eventually get back to, but deep down you know that’s probably a lie? A little while ago I would have maybe said Wild at Heart, but I recently started editing the new chapter and now I’m feeling that story again (I got a bit lost with it over season 3, and it’s a long fic I’m not really used to writing – I had no oversight in my notes and outline and ugh). I think when I do publish it might have a bit of a different tone, especially because I think I progressed a lot over the past six months as a writer. But I have by now accepted that I will never re-write those earlier chapters, so I’m just going to move on and continue the story. BTW. If someone can recommend a/their Word Processor to get a better oversight in longer WIPs, please do! There’s no published WIP I won’t get back to from what I see now. I have a few in my WIP-folder that are a lost cause, main reasons are either because I either forgot I wrote it to begin with, or because I don’t like my style or plot anymore. 30. Post a snippet from you’re a current WIP without context - no more than 300 words. From a WIP I definitely won’t abandon, but one that’s also taking me crazy long to write (because world-building):

Annie swallows everything down, but keeps the bowl of candies protectively close to her chest. “I can’t believe they reached out to you twenty years later,” she says, plopping down next to Beth. “I can’t believe they subpoenaed me.” Annie sits up. “Technically they summoned you—” Beth gives her a look that immediately shuts her up. “You know, it’s good they did. They probably got a notification that you got rid of your Dean-shaped baggage and thought: Presto Matcho, and let’s go!” “Maybe I don’t want to be matched up.” “Relax, sis. Just go out on a date, get those cobwebs cleaned out if he’s a seven or up, and move on with your life!” “Annie!” “You’re right, maybe don’t be that picky, make it a six.” Beth’s all fired up to blow a gasket when a man with a bird tattoo sprawled on his neck enters the waiting room, accompanied by a dark-haired woman in a suit. They’re in a heated discussion, going through a pile of papers that’s full of marked segments and bookmarks. Beth’s getting a bit lost in thought, looking at him when she feels Annie leaning her head on her shoulder. “I served him too,” she whispers in Beth’s ear, pulling her back into reality again. “You!” she hears the guy say, pointing at Annie, who immediately throws her hands up in defense, totally forgetting she was holding the candy bowl which immediately tumbles onto the ground, scattering its contents over the floor. “Hey, I’m just here for my sister, don’t come at me bro!” she tries to laugh it nervously away. He doesn’t think it’s funny. But his gaze lingers on Beth a longer time than might be appropriate before turning his attention back to the woman beside him. 32. Copy and paste your top three favorite lines/jokes/sentences you’ve ever written. What fics do they come from? I can have different favorites varying on the week / day. It usually changes when I post a new fic. Sometimes I’m not even super in love with a line when I post it, but it grows on me when I re-read later. So just three random ones: Regardless of his repeat observation of ‘you’re so tight, baby’, she’s definitely not going to indulge him with the Snoozefest Saga of her sex life of the past decade.  – from Stuck in the Middle It’s a decision he almost immediately regrets. Apparently, Elizabeth is very convinced of her (faulty) navigation skills. And mind you, he has an essentially AI-worthy navigation system build into his (“Is this what you drive? Don’t you think it’s a little… out there? Like, surely you don’t really need something so preposterous to arrive in?” she had laughed cutely after that, but he felt slapped in the face – and not the kind he might be paying her for) G-wagon. – from The Girlfriend Experience “Yeah,” he smiles. “We real good friends too, aren’t we?” he says suggestively. (It’s just, he can’t help it, knows it’s dumb and petty but ugh. He’s suffered through Mick’s eye-rolls enough after returning from a No Elizabeth Murder Night again. The other guy casually looking up from polishing his custom ninja throwing stars - don’t start about it, it’s a whole thing, and Rio’s convinced the man can’t even get them into a wall a three feet away if he wears that one jacket - waiting for Rio to cock his head and ask: “What?” “Nothing,” he had replied, dipping a cloth into the jar of polish. “’Nothing’?” Rio had repeated – a little more petulant than he intended. “What are you, my wife?” Ever so slowly, the corners of Mick’s mouth had turned upwards. “Heard spot’s taken.” Rio may have keyed Mick’s car that night.) Beth smiles back stiffly. - from I See Your True Technicolors I don’t know, I really like doing these kinda scene-in-scene (or sentence) things, I don’t know if this has a name. 38. What does your writing process look like? How chaotic is it on a scale of 1 (very tame) to 10 (you can’t handle this kind of chaos)? Hmm that kind of depends what part of the process we’re talking about. Let’s roughly break that up in three parts: 1. Working out the idea (8/10): Really, really chaotic. This is just days or weeks of just flashes of ideas and plotpoints and lines of dialogue shooting through my brain. Haphazardly writing those down in various docs, on paper in between my work notes, or in the notes on my phone. When I finally know the rough outline of the story I go into; 2. Writing the fic (4/10): I’m a super chronological writer, I really move from scene A to B to C until I finally arrive at Z. But when I start writing I often only really know A, D, E, J, O, Q, Z – the rest will just grow or appear organically as I write. Sometimes it does mean I won’t write for a few days because I circle back to step 1 for a certain scene. A good example is the Artic Hunter Fairytale Beth tells Jane in Chapter 2 of  I See Your True Technicolors. I knew up front I was going to write a scene where we would see how this seemingly unweighted moment for Beth – she’s just telling a nighttime story – had a massive impact on Jane. There were some themes and motives I felt like needed to make an appearance: the more tangible reason of Jane’s quest, how young kids often hold their parents’ word as truth, and I needed it to be a true heartfelt moment between Beth and Jane. But before I wrote the first line of that scene I had no idea that would be the scene that it became.  So I do outline a bit, but I need to create enough room for myself for moments like that to happen. It’s one of the things I enjoy most about writing. It’s a bit of an organized mess within a tighter frame/outline. 3. Editing (7/10): I’ve really been perfecting my Editing skills over the past 6/7 months  – it’s not perfect, but you live and you learn. I spend more time working on the fic after I ‘finished’ it, really ramped up the spelling and grammar checks (I love you Word editor, but I also hate you), and take more and more care to make sure that all my dialogue feels IC ánd distinctive enough per character (especially the latter I feel like lacks in earlier WAH chapters). So, work in progress, but I feel pretty confident in this one.   Again, thanks for sending these! <3

[etto-etto]

{The Challenge | Day 05}

A week of sleep deprivation caught up to me yesterday and I was pretty much down and half asleep for more than half the day, but Monday is Monday: back to work. Today I cover the causal form of verbs in the present affirmative and negative, as well as how to say “I think..” using verbs, adjectives, and nouns---it’s all hidden under a read more line because this post got a little too long. Oops. I also worked on this for a while, so although it’s five til one AM here... it’s still Monday as far as I’m concerned.

1. Dictionary & ～ない form・casual form: affirmative & negative present tense

As often the case, many of us will first learn the most basic polite way of speech before we get to peak at casual. Positive short form, however, is the easiest to learn, and I think many beginners know it before they even realize it. This is what is known at the “dictionary,” or short, form of the verb. What this means is that when you look up a verb in a dictionary, that word is already in the present positive short form. If you head to Jisho and search “to make,” you will see “作る”. Just as “to see” is “見る,” “to read” is “読む,” and “to drink” is “飲む.” No changes need to be made to their endings! So let’s make a few sentences to illustrate them in use:

マルピパちゃん、ノートがあるよ！ (Malupipa, I have your notes!)

私の犬はポップコンを食べていると思おう。 (I think my dog is eating popcorn.)

明日勉強する。 (I will study tomorrow.)

But to use the causal present negative, or ない form, requires some conjugation work:

る-verbs: remove る and replace it with ない 　　　　　Examples:  　　　　　　　　　食べる ➜ 食べる ➜ 食べ ➜ 食べない 　　　　　　　　　見る ➜ 見る ➜ 見 ➜ 見ない 　　　　　　　　　起きる ➜ 起きる ➜ 起き ➜ 起きない 　　　　　　　　　寝る ➜ 寝る ➜ 寝 ➜ 寝ない う-verbs: remove the final -う and replace it with -あない 　　　　　Examples: 　　　　　　　　　話す ➜ 話す ➜ 話 ➜ 話さない 　　　　　　　　　書く ➜ 書く ➜ 書く ➜ 書かない  　　　　　　　　　待つ ➜ 待つ ➜ 待 ➜ 待たない 　　　　　　　　　買う ➜ 買う ➜ 買 ➜ 買わない Irregular:　する ➜ しない 　　　　　 来る ➜ こない Exception: ある ➜ ない

(If る- and う-verbs, or ichidan and godan verbs, is an unfamiliar concept, you can read about verb groups over here.) 

Personally, I am always forgetting that う-verbs ending in -う and -つ change to -わない and -たない respectively---it takes some memorizing and persistent practice! But let’s see them in a few example sentences:

今晩勉強しているから、寝ないと思う。 (I’m studying tonight, so I don’t think I will sleep.)

今週はコンサートに行かない。 (I won’t go to the concert this week.)

私の妹はここに*いない。(*いる ➜ いない) (My sister is not here.)

水曜日はテストがない。 (There’s no test on Wednesday.)

靴を買わない。 (I won’t buy shoes.)

Today I only covered the present positive and present negative conjugations, but tomorrow I will cover casual past tense! For now I will move on to something else:

2. ～と思います・I think that... 

When you want to express your thoughts, use ～と+思う. In this instance, と functions as a quotation particle and will always go in front of the sentence-ending verb 思う (to think). How toconstruct a sentence using verbs vs adjectives vs nouns paired with ～と思う will vary:

Verbs: 　　見る ➜ 見ると思う／と思います い-adjective: 　　おいしい ➜ おいしいと思う／と思います な-adjective: 　　元気(な) ➜ 元気だ ➜ 元気だと思う／と思います Noun+です: 　　バイソンです ➜ バイソンだ ➜ バイソンだと思う／と思います

In words: Keep the verb in positive present short form, then add と思う or と思います, depending on whether you wish to be casual or polite. If the thought ends with an い-adjective, keep the adjective as it is and connect it to と思う (or its polite variant). For な-adjectives and nouns alike, you will sandwich a だ between the adjective or noun and と思う／と思います. 

Before I dig into example sentences, I’ll cover some notes about ～と思う usage:

The subject (the speaker) is omitted since ～と思う／と思います already provides context that it is the speaker’s thoughts and not someone else’s

To refer to someone else’s thoughts, use ～と思っている (casual) or ～と思っています

The clause that precedes ～と思う／～と思います or ～と思っている／ ～と思っています will always end in short form

It might feel confusing and it might feel like a lot to take in if it’s your first time reading these grammar points, but I promise you that it becomes easier the more you practice---be it writing, speaking, thinking (!!), or reading. I think I’ve said enough, so let’s get into some sentences:

サカくんのブーメランを見えると思います！(polite) サカくんのブーメランを見えると思う！(casual) (I think I can see Sokka’s boomerang!)  

スキさんはとても*丁寧だと思います。(polite) スキさんはとても*丁寧だと思う。(casual) *丁寧(な): な-adjective, meaning polite or courteous (I think Suki is very polite.)

アッパちゃんはスカイバイソンだと思います。(polite) アッパちゃんはスカイバイソンだと思う。(casual) (I think Appa is a sky bison.)

And let’s try one with ～と思っています:

モモちゃんはモモはおいしいと思っています。(polite) モモちゃんはモモはおいしいと思っている。(casual) (Momo thinks peaches are delicious.) (& BTW, I did look up ATLA on the JP wiki and found name spellings, but Momo’s is a guess...)

If you want say “I don’t think...” you can technically change 思う into a negative form (e.g., 思わない or 思いません), but it’s much more common to say ～ないと思います. This refers to the ない-form discussed up above!

ジャオ提督はあまり才能がないと思います。 (I don’t think Admiral Zhao is very talented.)

モモは*おいしくないと思います。 *おいしくない(です) is the negative present of おいしい (I don’t think Peaches are yummy.)

トフさんは*丁寧じゃないと思います。 (I don’t think Toph is courteous.)

These examples are written in polite form, but simply change 思います to 思う if you want to end the sentence in casual. I’m off to do other things, now, but as always: comments, corrections, and additional notes are welcome. I’m still a beginner at Japanese and presently tired, so mistakes will and do happen, and I strongly encourage corrections.

[mayascherub]

THE DINNER

WARNINGS: mostly angsty, but a littleeee 18+ :)

thanks too: @openheart12 @junggoku @sekizincimektup

*btw sry if there are any grammar mistakes etc. englsih is not my first language!*

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Ethan had planned his day thoroughly, knowing the time he got off the job, planning to go to Whole Foods, already had made a shopping list, so he didn't have to spend too much time in the public. Of course dreading the fact, that he always ran into several of his colleagues and interns. 

He enjoyed planning, and enjoyed that Naveen had suggested that they ate dinner together once a week. It felt nice, catching up on their personal lives, instead of discussing cases like they always did. Today it was Ethan’s turn to cook.

7:01 pm. 

Exactly 59 minutes before i have to leave Ethan thought, looking up from his silver watch as he was strolling down the halls of Edenbrook. He passed many doctors, brilliant doctors who all admired him. All doctors wanting to stand out, be the first to diagnose a patient, fill the chart with the most correct information - all for nothing.

Ethan already knew which doctor’s work he was most indulged in. Hers. Dr. Valentine. Casey.  

She had wrecked his life, whirled his heart like an uncontrollable tornado - in an insufferable addicting way. Ethan have had girlfriends in the past, but no one like Casey. No one made him feel the way he felt, when he saw Casey’s eyes sparkle with joy at him. 

The warmth from her body he was addicted to feel, when she showed him a patient’s chart. Having to clench his jaw, not to embrace her. To feel her.  

“Why do you have that smirk plastered on?” Casey playfully said, when Ethan passed by her in the hall.

“I-” He looked at her, almost scared that she had read his mind. “I just-”

“Did you yell at an intern? I know it makes you happy to crash dreams” she took a step towards him, crossing her arms and smiling mischievously.

“Very funny, Rookie” he said, trying not to stare at her “I am having dinner with Navee-” he stopped himself, as he noticed the other doctors around them. “..with Dr. Banerji. In less than an hour”

“Oooh. That sounds nice” she took a strand of hair behind her ear. “I guess he will be the one cooking?” 

“No, today is my day.. so far he is the only one who have cooked, so i-” he stopped himself as he noticed Casey giggling. “What is so funny, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“It’s just.. you cooking?” she bursted out laughing “I mean.. no offense”

“It is kinda hard not to.. you are insulting my cooking skills immensely” a small smirk creeped on his lips. “I guess.. i never considered it” 

“Well it’s your lucky day, Dr. Ramsey” she put her hands behind her back “i am very good at cooking, and i’ll get off in and hour as well” Ethan considered her words.

“Meet me in the parking lot at 8:15 sharp” he continued his walk, looking back to see a huge grin on her face.

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Casey had to stay in the car while Ethan went shopping, since they surely would run into fellow Edenbrook doctors. And they would start all sorts of rumours. 

Ethan usually wouldn’t care, but he knew Casey did. 

She didn't deserve to be so hard-working, only for people to think she slept with her boss to earn her place on the diagnostics team. 

The drive was surprisingly awkward. Just an hour ago they communicated like school girls, now it just felt too real. 

She was going to his apartment for the first time in more than 2 months. When he left Boston and went to the Amazon he promised himself to let her go.

To let go of his feelings for her, and never set a foot into her apartment, or let her into his again. But here they are. In front of his place, ready to ruin his promises to himself. 

Ethan pulled his key out, only to notice that his door was already open. “What..”

“Has there been a robbery?” Casey said, looking worried at Ethan. Only for the song “Afterglow” being played from his living room, inside.“Taylor Swift? What is happeni-”

“Naveen” Ethan shook his head, but clearly delighted by his mentor. “He has a spare key” Casey looked stunned at him.

“Well i know that! But.. NAVEEN IS A TAYLOR SWIFT STAN?” Ethan chuckled at her comment.

“I am.. so mind blown right now.. an old doctor.. listens to- oh god. I am so happy i decided to come tonight” 

Ethan opened the door, and quickly put the bags of groceries in the kitchen, where he met Naveen, sitting on a barstool at the kitchen island. Humming silently to the lyrics of the song.

“Good to see you, son. I am.. er.. very excited for dinner” Naveen said plaufully, clearly making a joke about Ethan’s cooking abilities. Am i really that bad? Ethan thought, but before he could answer, Casey walked up behind him.

“And now you should be even more. I was assigned to help Ethan” She patted Ethan friendly on his shoulder, letting a huge grin out. Naveen looked surprised at her arrival, yet happy to see her.

“What a lovely surprise, Casey!” Naveen took a long pleasant stare at her, and then at Ethan. 

“What is it?” Ethan said, knowing Naveen had his mind on something. 

“Well i am just surprised the two of you are dating without telling me first” Naveen scooped down from the stool, and went to the livingroom to turn off the Taylor Swift music and returned to them, finding them glaring at him uncomfortably. Casey had retreated her hand from Ethan’s shoulder, standing frozen. 

“Ah kids, that was simply a joke” he laughed loudly, holding a hand on his stomach. 

“You should see your faces!” He started unpacking the grocery bags.

“I- Naveen?” Ethan turned around to Naveen, a bright red color spreading on his cheeks. 

“Ahem. Well, should we all cook together?” he said, looking shyly at Casey, who clearly still were stunned by Naveen’s comment. 

“Yes. Yes I uh- yes. Dr. Ra- Eth- uh.. yes” Casey stumbled on her sentence, although it filled Ethan’s stomach with butterflies, pleased with her equal feelings for him. They both felt like little school children, getting caught by their teacher. 

They all started cutting out veggies and meat, as Naveen and Casey tried to learn Ethan how to roast chicken properly - ending in Casey taking over, leaving the men to set up the table. 

“You know” Naveen said in a low voice to Ethan, so Casey couldn't hear him “It wasn’t all a joke”

Ethan almost tripped, as he was holding three plates. He quickly balanced himself again, his face turning red again. 

“It would be.. inappropriate. And unprofessional” 

“So you’ve thought about it, boy?” Naveen smiled brightly, tilting his head to one side.

“I- no i- it was simply a fact, Naveen. You-” Naveen shook his head while maintaining the smile.

“I’ve never met a person who makes you speechless” he said as he returned to check on Casey. 

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After dinner Naveen left, giving Ethan an obvious wink as he was hugging Casey. 

“You kids take care” he said, closing the front door behind him. Leaving Casey and Ethan alone together in Ethan’s apartment.

They looked at each other, as they both knew they shared a longingly feeling for them to connect again. Them both knowing they couldn’t, their eyes turning somber in sync.

Ethan cleared his throat. 

“Are your friends waiting for you?” 

“Yeah, i should probably..” 

“Of course” Ethan took her jacket of the hanger, handing it too her, only stopping in mid-air. “Wait you can’t go.. you can’t go home alone.. it's dangerous. And i can’t drive you, i had too many glasses of wine, and-”

“Uber? I can just call an Uber” 

“No. You can’t trust them” he said, trying to look sincere.’You can’t trust them?’ What are you, a conspiracy theorist? He thought, annoyed by his own comment. “You can borrow my car.. or” he leaned against the wall, looking at her with great insecurity. “You can.. stay here for the night”

It felt like the whole world gone silent - two adults clearly having feelings for eachother, both trying to restrict themselves - and then she broke the silence. 

“I would love to” Casey said, eyes smiling as she looked up at him. “And anyways, i would definitely dent your car. I am a terrible driver”

“Oh, i know” he said, smirking as she walked by him from the foyer to the living room. 

She stopped, and turned around to face him.

“So do you have any extra blankets or something?” Ethan almost didn’t hear her words, still being in a trance after her decision. “Ethan? Hellooo?”

“Oh, yeah of course.. but” he scratched the back of his head. “I’ll sleep on the couch, you can take my bed” 

Casey protested, but Ethan convinced her that he usually would fall asleep on the couch with a book - so he was used to it. He showed her the bedroom, both of them pretending that she never had seen it before. She gestured to his closet.

“Do you have any pj’s or old t-shirts or something i can borrow?”

“Yeah” he opened a drawer, and gave her a green t-shirt that said “World's finest doctor” written in pink.

Casey bursted out laughing. 

“Well, well, well Dr. Ramsey” she took the shirt and held it up to him. “Why have i never seen you wearing this?” 

Ethan smiled, enjoyed how much she enjoyed this moment. “It was a gift from Ines.. dont.. mention this to anyone.” 

Casey hugged the fabric, and went into the bathroom to change. She came out, the t-shirt reaching just her upper thigh, exposing a very little amount of her bottom. But for Ethan, it was just enough. He quickly looked away, and crossed his legs to hide his body’s response to her outfit. 

“Very well.. i’ll go to bed now” he said, trying really hard to think about anything else but his desire to share the bed with her.

“Okay, goodnight” she said, well-knowing of the look in his eyes. 

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And there he was. Laying on the uncomfortable couch, both regretting his choices for letting her stay - and dreading the fact that he didn’t go further. 

That night he didn’t sleep. His mind was full. And to his own annoyance, jealous of his shirt for being so close with her. Absorbing her smell.

Of course he was planning to wash it the next day. Of course! But could he really get himself to do it? 

He knew that they had crossed a boundary. But now.. They could never go back. We will make it work. And he knew they would. Because his eagerness for her presence would only grow stronger.  

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 229: The Real Me

Previously on BnHA: Dabi fought a dude who could control ice. For like three pages. Then we cut to my boy Twice, who had located an unconscious Toga (who as you recall had her blood blown up a couple chapters back, so yeah) and was understandably freaking out about how to get her some help. To make a long and somewhat confusing story short, you know that long-haired guy who hacked Giran’s phone? Turns out he has the power to create human puppets or some shit, and he created a bunch of Twice duplicates and sent them to capture the real Twice (who you might also recall has some traumatic history involving clones of himself). Seems they want to use Twice’s quirk to create a backup clone of Re-Destro, just in case history repeats himself and he ends up kicking the bucket like his great-great granddad. Wouldn’t that be sad. Re-Destro getting murdered. Wouldn’t that just be a darn shame. Anyways so let’s see where this leads.

Today on BnHA: The Villain Flashback Arc continues with today’s installment featuring, you guessed it, more villain flashbacks! We learn more about our little buddy Twice who was apparently orphaned as a young teen and subsequently found himself alone in a cold and uncaring world. Honestly you guys, after reading this I’m amazed that he’s still as nice of a guy as he is. Anyway, so he used his quirk to clone himself because he was lonely, and the clones and him engaged in a petty crime spree or two, and then somehow or other it all led to the whole murderfest that fucked up his head so badly. Back in the present, a struggling Jin tries to escape and help Toga, so Skeptic orders his puppets to break Jin’s arms. They do so, but this has a curious side-effect that Skeptic may not have been expecting. Namely, that having that much damage dealt to him makes Twice realize that he definitely is not one of his clones, and is in fact the real deal. This appears to at least temporarily cure his split personality woes, and the chapter ends with him creating about a dozen duplicates to go fuck up the Liberation Army’s day. Hell yes.

(All comments are my unspoiled reactions from my initial readthrough of the chapter. I did a quick edit for grammar and clarity immediately afterward, but aside from that there are no changes.)

hey guys, sorry I’ve been inactive all week; I’ve been sick and haven’t really had much energy. I still am sick, but I appear to have reached the stage of exhaustion where I’m all “eh, fuck it, yeah sure whatever” where it’s ironically easy to motivate myself to do stuff because I have no willpower to resist, lol

so anyway. we’re apparently not missing a beat, picking up right where we left off last week with Twice’s mask being pulled off by one of the gorilla puppets

wow and they’re just like. flinging him aside

DON’T FLING MY BOY NO!! AND GET AWAY FROM TOGA

AHHHH

shit, how creepy is that? are they cold because they’re just ~puppets~ and not actually real, living people? what a disturbing touch

now we’re cutting back to Skeptic, who’s giving the puppets orders and addressing them as various letters of the alphabet. how can he tell them the fuck apart

meanwhile Giran’s asking what they’re doing to his pal. ;_; Giran you continue to be the best

and Re-Destro’s forcibly directing his attention elsewhere, but he’s also answering his question, strangely enough

that’s a lot of detail to be giving the guy when you could have just smacked him and told him to shut up. these villains are so confusing

but I guess they’re just telling him all this to taunt him more, because now Skeptic is bragging that he learned about Jin’s psychological disorder from Giran’s client data

hey btw I don’t think I’ve said this yet, but fuck this guy so hard for taking advantage of Twice’s trauma and using it against him. what a shocker, the Meta Liberation Army of dickheads pulls another dickhead move. these guys are so classy

oh my fucking god you guys Giran is getting hotter with each fucking chapter though fffffffff

if you’d told me a month ago that this dude would be nipping at Aizawa and All Might’s heels for the title of BnHA’s most eligible bachelor I would have called you a liar and a thief, yet here we are. good lord

that said, I appreciate that he’s thinking about how hard it’ll be on poor Twice, but they also just said they’d kill Toga as well, so I imagine that part of it would be pretty hard on her too. just saying

SDLFKSDLFHK SPEAKING OF

FUCK ME YOU GUYS I ALMOST LEAPED TO MY FUCKING FEET, WHAT THE FUCK. DON’T TELL ME THEY’RE GOING TO SNAP HER NECK. HOLY SHIT

SOMEONE BETTER SAVE HER OR I’M GOING TO FLY OUT TO JAPAN AND GIVE HORIKOSHI MY STUPID COLD. THAT’LL SHOW THAT BASTARD. HAVE SOME BRONCHITIS YOU PIECE OF SHIT

AND TWICE IS WATCHING ALL PANICKED AND SCREAMING THAT HE’S GOING TO KILL HER

AT FIRST I WAS CONFUSED AND WAS LIKE, DOES HE BLAME HIMSELF FOR GETTING HER IN THIS SITUATION? BUT THEN I REMEMBERED THE CLONES AND THAT YEAH IT’S LITERALLY HIM KILLING HER THOUGH OMGGGGG

AHHH HE’S SO CONFUSED THIS IS SO CONFUSING

I’M TOO SICK TO DEAL WITH TWICE’S EXISTENTIAL CRISIS YOU GUYS, IT’S REALLY FREAKING ME OUT, HELP. THE FUCKING PANELS ARE ALL WOBBLY-LINED AND THEY KEEP ZOOMING IN ON HIS FACE AND SHOWING HIM ALL BUG-EYED SCREAMING “WHO AM I” OVER AND OVER AGAIN OH GOD

OH SHIT!?!?

ACTUAL TWICE FLASHBACKS OH SHIT?! I was not expecting this oh snap. I am so into this

anyway, so he’s thinking -- with surprising coherence -- that because of his rough appearance, people were always afraid of him growing up

but also, what was that part about him not having a family? so he was an orphan then?? Horikoshi you are aware that I already love Twice and am emotionally attached to him, yes? but like if you want to hit me with even more feels and fuck me up some more then be my guest I suppose?

anyway so whoever he’s talking to here says Jin, who is apparently sixteen here, evidently hit some dude with his motorcycle by accident. oh shit

and baby!Jin says the guy jumped out in front of him and he was obeying the speed limit and everything

and the man he’s talking to seems vaguely sympathetic but says that regardless, it’s usually the victim who ends up winning these cases, and that Jin may end up with a criminal record. “but don’t let it get to you.” oh, sure. yeah, let’s just look on the bright side here

he says that no matter how many times you stumble in life, you can always start over

well shit is it any wonder this kid ended up going the villain route and making a bunch of clones of himself to live his best life? I mean jeez, he had absolutely no one on his side and was slapped with a criminal record when he was only sixteen. that shit is rough

oh fuck me and it just keeps getting worse

well that’s nice. so make that homeless with a criminal record, then. jesus christ he was still just a kid

so apparently his parents died in a villain attack when he was in middle school, and he had no relatives. I guess the state didn’t give a fuck either, damn

I find it extraordinarily easy to empathize with, actually! that’s one of the things that makes you such a great character!

so I guess he originally ended up making a clone of himself just because he was lonely. okay wow. not only does Twice continue to be the most likable villain in the series, he’s working his way up there as one of the most likable and relatably human characters, period

look at this shit! he’s just a guy who had a run of bad luck and tried his best to cope with it in whatever ways he could. there’s nothing villainous about him, he was just someone whom nobody wanted. he had his entire future stolen out from under him in the blink of an eye and had nowhere else to turn. he just wanted some friends for fuck’s sake

and so then he and his merry band committed a bunch of petty crimes. but they just needed some cash so they could live! like, all he wanted to do was just chill out and be happy. I got your back Twice. it’s not your fault

and then the flashback just kind of cuts to him tied to the chair in the aftermath of the clone hunger games. so I guess that’s all the backstory we’re getting as far as that goes. ngl I would have really liked to see just a bit more of the lead-up to that specific event. he’s such a nice guy that it’s a bit hard to picture him just suddenly going “RAWR I’M GONNA MURDER ALL Y’ALL.” but what I’m thinking is that all of the tragedy in his past contributed to him forming his violent alter ego personality, and that one of the clones must have just snapped one day and the rest is history

anyway so now we’re cutting to his first meeting with my new boyfriend Giran

ah okay, so he’s scared because if he actually is one of the clones then just a tiny bit of damage would be enough to finally do him in

btw Giran, possibly the one good thing Re-Destro and his buds did was getting rid of that scarf and sunglasses though bud. if you decide to change up your look after all of this, I’m not going to complain. there’s a reason I thought you were just some douchebag this whole time. obviously I shouldn’t have been so quick to judge you, I realize that now of course

but seriously Giran who wears sunglasses at night indoors. I mean, idk, maybe you get migraines or something. but if not I’m just saying

regardless, questionable fashion choices aside, Giran is actually a super nice guy, a mensch if you will, and he is now casually changing Twice’s entire life in the span of a few sentences. awww

how the fuck were you planning on smoking that cigarette while wearing a paper bag over your face. ??

also, Giran on this page kinda reminds me of Sanji, if Sanji was, like, a beatnik about to throw down on open mic poetry night

anyway so that’s the end of our happy flashback, and now we’re back in the present with Twice resuming his freakout!

but in spite of his mental struggles, he’s shaking the puppet clones off and trying to dash toward Toga again omg!

up in his little tower Skeptic seems fairly surprised

in related news, fuck this guy so much. also he’s using one of his puppets as a chair, which is one of the creepiest touches Horikoshi has put in this manga to date. but also they mentioned last week that Skeptic makes the puppets out of any human-sized materials that happen to be lying around, so I kind of wonder if maybe this dude originally was a chair. the mysteries of BnHA

moving on though, yeah, Twice and Toga really do have a strong bond though, don’t they? their chemistry is as beautiful as it is strange

oh shit but they really did hit him though

FUCK YOU F AND G

FFFFF SON OF A BITCH

DLASFKJLKJ PLEASE DON’T YOU FUCKING PSYCHOPATH, I CAN’T WAIT FOR YOU TO FUCKING DIE YOU ASSHOLE!!!

motherfucker! and we just established that he’s afraid that a broken bone will be enough to kill him if it turns out he really is a clone!

-- holy shit, but. on the other hand, if it doesn’t kill him though, that just might be enough to cure him of that particular fear once and for all. oh shit, unexpected plot twist

though in this particular situation it probably won’t make much of a difference how sane he is if he’s still got two broken arms though fuuuuuuuck

anyway... gotta click to the next page... even though I really don’t want to, sob

aaaaaaaand they’ve broken them. well shit. at least it wasn’t graphic. he’s just hunching forward and screaming and his arms are facing the wrong way, fuck

and now Skeptic is all “your legs are next,” and uh, can Twice actually hear him, though?? like, what? did I miss something here? is he piping his voice in through the shed’s convenient sound system or something?

anyway he’s telling Twice not to struggle anymore, and Twice is muttering to himself all darkly about how much that hurt

and apparently Toga’s regained consciousness now!!

wow Skeptic, okay sure, go ahead and keep talking about how you’re about to kill Toga in front of his eyes. just keep on digging yourself deeper. it’s like he doesn’t realize there’s only one page left in the chapter and things are just about reaching a tipping point and our heroes (?! I mean they are, though, for this arc at any rate) have had just about enough of his bullshit

lol I can’t take the tension omg

please do something badass please do something badass please d --

oh snap

Twiiiiiiice ;_; so it’s like I thought. they unexpectedly cured you of your identity crisis angst

anyway I guess this chapter is a longer one than usual because it’s page 15 now and we’re still going! so I will now resume my “please do something badass” chant. c’mon Twice. kick some assssssss

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS

THIS TIME I REALLY DID LEAP OUT OF MY CHAIR OMG. BOIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

LMAO ARE ALL OF THEIR ARMS BROKEN TOO. FUCK IT, IT DOESN’T MATTER. DEKU HAS SPENT APPROXIMATELY HALF THE MANGA WITH BROKEN ARMS AND IT’S NEVER STOPPED HIM*

*forest angst aside. and anyways that all worked out in the end, so

“wounded heroes are the most dangerous.” well fuck. given that we’ve just seen an exhausted and delirious Shigaraki eradicate an entire wave of people, and a bloodied and wounded Toga straight up murder one of the Army’s leaders, I think it’s safe to say we can apply this statement to villains too. and I for one can’t wait how dangerous a wounded -- but now sane -- Twice can be. motherfucker how I am loving this glorious arc

[wanderlustlanguages]

How to learn languages when you are REALLY busy

I realise that you’ve probably all thought of ALL these things before so just see it as a reminder to acutally do those things because trust me they work!! And remember even if you only invest 10 minutes a day that’s still something :)

1. try to kill procrastination

personally I love to do lists (as long as they are realistically doable in a day) I know that often we are like ‘oh but I don’t want to make my hobby a task’ which I used to think for the longest time as well but honestly when you have it on your do to list it makes you make the time to practise the language because you want to tick it off and it makes you feel good if you feel like your actually used your free time to do what you love instead of just...scrolling through social media and afterwards feeling like you wasted all your free time.

2. make sure you have things easily available once you find the time to practice your target lanuage

download podcasts/audiobooks/music on your phone (personally I love to listen to the news in my target languages because it is something that feels natural to do everyday and only takes 5-10mins) listen to them in the car, in the supermaket, on the bus, while cleaning...and don’t think that only actively listening helps (it is of course very effective but having it play in the background is still super helpful when it comes to the rhtym of the language etc. Podcasts I personally enjoy: RFI le journal en français facil: (also available on apple Podcast app) RFI Noticias de América: (also available on apple Podcast app) Notes in Spanish: (also availble on apple Podcast app) Note: there are different podcasts in this series for different levels personally I recommend the Gold one for a little more advanced learners Del Mundo al Plato: (also available on apple Podcast app) if you like food you’ll like this Learn Portuguese - BrazilianPodClass: available on apple Podcast app (couldn’t find it anywhere else online) (BTW I plan on making a more extensive posts about Podcasts soon so stay tuned for that) Spotify Playlists: Disney songs in french Disney songs in spanish French songs

Youtube videos are amazing because it’s seriously a relaxing activity and you still practise wihtout realizing that you do.. Spanish Youtube channels: https://www.youtube.com/user/kikilloVlogs (comedy) https://www.youtube.com/user/LibrosPorLeer (booktube) https://www.youtube.com/user/crisisbeauty (beauty) https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCZJ7m7EnCNodqnu5SAtg8eQ (comedy) https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCUh-JaqgVO1s29x6e49tHCw (documentaries) French Youtube channels: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCyWqModMQlbIo8274Wh_ZsQ (Cyprien...idk...just watch it?) https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCEf0-WZoqYFzLZtx43KPvag (actually learning French) https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCww2zZWg4Cf5xcRKG-ThmXQ (comedy I suppose?!) https://www.youtube.com/user/ptitenatou/videos (Idk...why are all French YT channels such a mess?) German Youtube channels: https://www.youtube.com/user/ItsColeslaw/videos (I haven’t watched her in a while but she’s really down to earth...) https://www.youtube.com/user/Barbieloveslipsticks (A bit more on the ‘girly side’ but like the nicest person ever) https://www.youtube.com/user/TopZehn (totally UNreliable facts but everyone who lives in a German speaking country knows this channel) Portuguese Youtube Channels: https://www.youtube.com/user/cabidecolorido (probably a video for everyone on this channel) https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCLPXpKv6WDc7mtapsbMyPHg (travelling) https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCYLD2XEuOg-WfeqG78GfwZw (about languages but also other stuff) MIXED/About language learning etc.: https://www.youtube.com/user/DamonAndJo (travelling & languages, I LOVE THESE 2 SM) https://www.youtube.com/user/OmAurella (lovely girl learning French) https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=pod+101 (3min language videos; check out all these channels...maybe there’s one in your target language)

Study Vocab whenever you get empty minutes for example on the bus, at the train station, waiting at the doctors’ etc. Use anki, memrise, quizlet whatever works for you

Read a book you wanted to read anyways on your target language (rereading your favourite book totally counts as well) or maybe you can even dabble in some famous literature how about Don Quijote in Spanish or Pinocchio in Italian

Read the news German news: http://derstandard.at/ http://diepresse.com/ - Buzzfeed news is available in many different languages

Make to do or shopping lists in your target language

change your phone to your target language or maybe even your laptop

Before going to bed take 5minutes to talk to yourself or write about your day. At the beginning you might only be able to form one sentence in 5 minutes but after a few months ten..

Follow accounts that post in your target language(s) on ALL your social media: Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, etc. This account can be about whatever just make sure they are in your target language

Focus more on Vocabulary: a ratio of about 70% vocabulary to 30% grammar etc. should help. Learn basic sentence structure and then kick of with the vocab you’d be surprised how much you can say that way.

Subsribe to a ‘daily word’ mailing list, if you are someone who checks their email everyday that’s one word learnt easily

find blogs that post about grammar rules etc. you can read those on the go unlike a grammar book: example for Brazilian Portuguese: https://streetsmartbrazil.com/blog/

find websites in your target languages

find online exercises to practise the grammar, you can do those on the go and personally I find it easier to get myself to do those rather than sit in front of a grammar book

[marnathas]

Filthy hypno ideas #12

Alright, back to fun shiz! I got this idea from watching a hypnodolls clip, so the basic idea is super basic and not too out of the ordinary, it's just snapping people in and out of trance (which would be fun as fuck btw). Then my brain got to it a bit to try and add to it, and this is what came out of it. Enjoy!

"Alright, wake up now you two."

Unnnf

Sophie and I pulled ourselves up from slumping on each other, instead of the pillows on the bed, as we came back to reality. She and Clare had joined us for another night of ~shenanigans~ fun. And as usual, that damn 'tist had something complicated planned. Sigh. Can't it be simple for once?

I spoke up first. "Alright, let me make sure I remember this all, for once, so snapping our fingers in front of each other's eyes puts us in and out of a blank state, right?"

"Right."

"Ok, and, uhh, if we call out a snap before they can do it, they'll instead snap themselves down, but if we're wrong we're not allowed to stop them from snapping ourselves. Am I forgetting anything?"

"Limit of one suggestion per snap, else it'd get silly. Oh, and nothing that'd corrupt the game, duh." Well that ruins plan A: Get her once and arrange so she won't ever get me. A cheeky grin passes me face as I reach over to where my 'tist and Clare are across the bed and snap my fingers.

"Nothing? Damn. One day you'll be part of this too and not just trancing us!" I mock pout. Ah we- as suddenly a hand appears in front of my face

SNAP

...

"Wow, that's a surprisingly cute bra you've got on." I hear Sophie say. ...Wait. Huh?

I look down, and immediately my hands cover up my breasts the instant I realise I'm just in a bra now. "When did!? Wait. Arg! No amnesia suggestions! I want to remember all of this for once!" I protest what I can, if we're doing this I want to at least be on an even playing field, since she doesn't forget stuff easily.

"Alright alright, miss leaky brain. I won't do that aga- Snap!" Ahh, shit. I was absolutely using that to try and distract her from me getting her back. Try as I might, I can't stop my hand from slowly coming up in front of my own face, waiting just a brief moment, and

SNAP

I passively gaze at nothing in particular as Sophie leans in and again starts whispering in my ear.

"You're not going to be able to cover yourself with your arms, or anything else now, understand?"

Uh-huh

SNAP

...Curse my slight exhibitionist streak, that suggestion works far too easily. Yeah, my hands were nowhere near my chest now. I could try to move them back there but why bother, I know this works on me. Bah. "Since when were you so focused on my boobs anyways? I thought Clare was the raging bisexual, not you." I glance over to Clare, just sitting there looked far too amused. Bit odd she's the one over there and not Sophie, but well I guess it's interesting "Snap!"

The look on Sophie's face tells me everything, Got her. I knew she'd try and take that chance! I take as much pleasure as I can watching her struggle as her own hand drifts to her face. "Goodnight!" I say in the sweetest tone I can muster while waving at her.

SNAP Aaaand her face goes slack. Ehehe. Revenge time.

...Alright, umm, I'm always awful at this. What can I... eh that'll do, irony is always great.

I sidle up to her. "Sophie, from now on, any mention of boobs, or breasts, and any word that means those, from anyone besides yourself, will be the funniest thing in the world, and you won't be able to resist giggling at it. Alright? Let that sink in."

I wait for the nod and the mumbled yes (I've experience enough to know how she reacts, by now), before snapping again and bringing her back up. "So, why are you focused on my boobs tonight? Like I said, that's Clare's thing, not yours." I can't help but grin at the giggle fit Sophie has during that sentence.

"I dunno, half the time this ends up lewd anyways, otherwise no real reason I guess, I just thought it'd be a fun idea, and kept going with it?" she shrugged.

Oh I see where this is going. The hands up for the shrug, one drops to her side, the other towards me. "Snap!"

Sophie giggles. ...No boobs were mentioned just then. "Nice try, but nope!" she smirks. Aww no.

She drags this out. Crawling over the bed to be just in front of me, and bringing her hand up in front of my face. Well, not like I've been able to look away from her hand the whole time. Guess that's how that suggestion works to ensure I don't fight it-

SNAP

Bwuh. Mmm.

"Alright then, let's go a bit further this time, shall we?" Mhmm.

"Every time I mention boobs, or breasts, or any synonym, you're going to push yours together and display them nicely for the rest of us for a few seconds. Do you understand?"

"...Yessss."

SNAP

Welp. Guess that's her revenge. "Besides, your boobs are pretty great!"

I pout as my hands move up to follow through on that suggestion. "Couldn't it have been anything but my chest?" More giggles at least. "...Wait a second, this really isn't normal for you to be so nuts about my breasts. Oh my god that's a suggestion! OF COURSE IT IS!" I turn to glare at my hypnotist, ignoring the giggles for once. At least my hands are back to under my own control so this isn't as silly looking as it otherwise would be.

No wonder they've been just watching, this was clearly setup to go this way and, ugh damnit of course it was...

Finally they speak up. "Clare, I think you should join in now." ...Huh!? Sophie taps me on the shoulder to get my attention and gains words first.

"I thought it was just us put under for this!? How is this going to work with three-" suddenly a hand appears between us, SNAP!

Note to self: Look up the grammar around speech quotes, it's been far too long since I've needed to remember that, damn science writing.

So the idea is pretty neatly explained at the start of it, I think. The idea is to turn it into a bit of a game/competition for a few people to play with between themselves, while having some rules in place to make it not just fastest hands wins or something like that. I think it's more fun when proper mind games and trickery are involved, honestly.

[princess-of-embarrassment]

Some 3 am realizations about life, relationships and maybe more?? idk whatever have fun.

Ok before i start on this shit I am going to say it is 3 am and i am just dumping some thoughts like i usually do. Sorry for the shit grammar, disorganized thoughts and all that jazz... In a sense i feel like this is a letter to myself and what i have been trying so damn hard to understand so yeah i am talking to myself and to this website. I think. Idk. i will probably delete this in the morning when i am back on bad bitch mode and go back to posting memes pero por ahora vamos a ver como nos va. Mayb ei will leave it up bc i forget or because i dont care who sees it. sorry for the shitshow of a post you are about to read but you probably already kinda know me so yay! I debated posting this shit because the internet is a wildin place but oh well!!1!!11

ok tumblr it is 3 in the morning and i have 100% regressed into being a 15 years old on this damn website shitposting and reblogging some corny ass posts but it feels right, so here i am attempting to process it through the only form i know how to actually know how to cope with things. I mean memes are cool and all but lets be real, they don’t address the problems. this is the one place i can brain dump all of my thoughts and not really care about where they go because they will eventually disappear in the tumblr algorithm.

My old blog was often the only separation I had between my reality and the life i really wished i had, but now I have that life that I always wanted so why the hell am i back at square one? To be fair, the life that i have right now may not be envied by many but its a pretty darn good life to me. Im safe 99.9% of the time. The other .1% is a story for another day. I have been trying to figure out for months as to why i’m back to being so active on here and now that it’s 3:00am I realize it’s because of self isolation (thanks corona!). 

Let me start off by saying this; my reality is not something I am going to be able to escape. Ever. It has brought me to where i am today, allowed me to meet some really incredible people and i am so so grateful. I have learned so much in the past few years. i am grateful what happened happened. Wild, i know. I escaped it physically but i cannot escape it mentally, at least for now. School, work, writing, dealing with my freshmen’s problems was what kept my brain occupied and away from having to face the part of my life that I really just want to forget. To be fait my trauma response has taken pretty good care of fucking up my memory and all of those fun things but ironically the things i want to forget about so badly are the things i think about every single day without skipping a beat. brains are weird like that.

I am ok now but sometimes i forget and fall back into my new reality. That is ok. People that know my story ask me why i don’t write about it on a public platform because it’s inspiring?? or hopeful?? or whatever cliche people want to use when addressing a topic that makes them uncomfortable and they want to feel better about the life they live. 21 year old latina girl faces adversity and lives the american dream (barely)..i mean, i did run a whole ass magazine and wrote a piece for graduation including some details of my story but that was like the rated g version with only the little sad parts that people are able to handle without feeling like their comfort zone is being violated. MEdia is a wonderful place isnt it???  so i get where they are coming from, but what they dont understand is that an international platform is not where i can share any of these thoughts... Listen, I know this is cryptic and confusing and you are probably really curious about what the hell happened to me but i don’t feel safe to type it out on international platforms with public access. I don’t know if i ever will... Yeah i can talk to people i trust about it because i am in control of the space and the situation and who is obtaining that information but you never really know with the internet. 

maybe in the future i’ll write a book on it. even then i will probably use my alias make it a YA fiction with an added love story that ends in a happy ending. Maybe one day one of the school girl crushes I have will turn into that YA story and i dont have to make any of it up.

If i am honest...this blog is the only safe place i will probably ever have where he wont find me. He can find my school and my address and phone number and work and everything in between because that is just the way things work. Yeah yeah i get it stop posting shit on social media that is how he finds you whatever. What people dont understand is that I cant stop living my life again. I already started so i cant go back to giving him that power. It makes no sense. Also, his family is too confused by all of the ups and downs of the last year that they dont really know where i am going or what i am doing. So anyways, long story short - That’s why i am back on here, because it has become the same written safe haven I had when i was 15 and tried to escape my physical reality. Only difference is that i am trying to manage the mental reality of it all...

I also have so many questions about what to do next. Like i mentioned in another post, i didnt think i would make it to 21 but i did. I didnt think this far ahead so i guess i will just figure it out along the way but hear me out. How do i face a new reality that no one can relate to. At least not the people around me. How do i make friends and know when the “right time” is to tell them hey btw if this happens lmk lol. Even more importantly (because it relates to my future as world famous YA novelist.. lol sure grace...) How do I even date someone??? many questions are tied to that. like... I know theyre going to ask. “what happened?” “who is it?” “how can i help?” “Isnt there something we can do?”. i am more than willing to answer these questions because fuck, if im dating someone i would be curious too.. but do i even answer those questions. How do i know they are ready to handle that kind of information? how can i guarantee theyre not going to leave. How can i know that they arent going to be frightened by what has happened. how do i know they are not going to think differently of me. How do i explain to this person “yeah i have stress nightmares about what happened and when i wake up i think i am back in that situation and not where i live and i have to remind myself i am in a whole different area code but then its fine lol so if we share a bed at any point in time dont be alarmed if i wake up in a panic.” or how do i explain to them when something triggers me and all i can do is freeze because maybe it is him. Maybe he finally found me. but then i am back to reality and move on with my day because that is the only thing left to do. I cant throw myself a shitty pity party thats generic as fuck and i dont have time for it but whatever. moving on. next question. How do i know theyre not gonna walk away because they have the misconception so many people have?? Just because i went through some shit doesnt mean i am unstable or unloveable or whatever bs people think. This isnt going to go away. This shit is a aprt of me but it doesn not define me. it is not who i am.I dont have the option to make it go away but people have the option to pick up their things and go. seems unfair to me sometimes. It seems unfair to generalize people like that. I am always open to a new relationship but people expect me to be sitting at home scared to go out into the world and live my life. I have a life to live and i am so ready to explore it by myself or with someone by my side but quarantine has brought me back on here to deal with the fact that i am back to being stuck inside. Mentally and physically. One sucks less than the other. 

I have so many other questions but i am feeling tired again and its almost 4am so maybe i should go to bed. Y’all dont know how happy i am to have this trash site to vent to in the middle of the night. theres some relly judgy people on here but at least i know my feed wont judge me or try to fix what has happened. it will just listen.

Anyways, i doubt anyone will read this because this post got long as fuck but if you did i give you a high five and a virtual hug for getting through the clusterfuck of sentences. Thanks tumblr. If i ever go viral again on this shitshow of a website i may have to bring back my studyblr and go underground lmfao jk maybe. I cant wait to hug my friends and the people i have met that have become a part of my daily routine (yes even during social isolation, get off my ass I am still socially isolating). All i can do for now is wait for someone who cares about me for me and isn’t scared of my past or the pieces of it that linger in my present. I deserve nothing less. if they cant do that they are not worth my time and i hope they drop their keys every single time they go to open their front door. oh... they also better be ready for the hours i spend typing away my thoughts on my computer. Maybe one day they will be allowed to read them too... lol maybe not. whatever who knows. Peace out kiddos stay healthy xoxo.

[danglydolan]

Dinner date ♡ Grayson {smut}

Request: ‘’Can you write something where you are the bartender on that yt creator summit and Grayson goes all flirty and in owe by your beauty so he is nervous and blushy, they go on a date and ends in romantic and cute smut?‘’

Response: Here you go babe :) Thanks for requesting! Btw guys, let me know if you want long imagines or shorter ones, because this one is pretty long. Hope you enjoy xx

Warning: English is not my native language, so if there are any vocabulary/grammar mistakes, please ignore them. I try my best :)

‘I’m still not convinced that this is a good idea,’ you say while you stand in front of the mirror, brushing your hair. You and your best friend were getting ready in your bedroom while listening to some music. Your friend puts her pink lipstick back into her makeup bag and turns around so she can look at you. She sighs. ‘Y/N, how many times do I have to repeat this? This is a once in a lifetime chance. And besides, it pays very well! We really need to save some money if we ever want to buy our own apartment.’

A few months ago your friend got contacted by one of the organizers of the YouTube Creator Summit to ask if she wanted to be a bartender at the event. She said yes, and she also asked if one of her best friends could work there also. And that best friend was you. Besides the lack of work experience there was another reason why you didn’t want to take the job; you never watched YouTube. And maybe it sounded silly that you didn’t want to take the job only because you didn’t watch YouTube videos, but it mattered to you. Imagine if you accidently bumped into a YouTuber with more than two million subscribers and you didn’t know who it was? That would be so awkward! But as much as you hated to admit it; she was right.

‘Yeah, okay,’ you admit. ‘I guess you have a point there.’ ‘Of course I have! And it is too late to back out now anyway,’ she chuckles while she puts an arm around you. You let out a deep sigh as you looked into her eyes. She looked like the opposite of you; relaxed, happy and full of anticipation. ‘Don’t be nervous, Y/N. You’ll do great. There is nothing difficult about pouring people a drink and taking their money.’ You force yourself to smile. ‘Yeah, that’s true.’ ‘Well, as much as I want to stay chatting about how great it will be, we should go and make it great. We don’t want to be late now, do we?’ She says while she puts her stuff into her bag and goes sit down on the side of the bed to put her shoes on. She was really enthusiastic which luckily cheered you up a bit. You try to have a positive mindset and think that today was going to be good day. And even if it wasn’t, it still was a new experience where you could learn from in hopefully many ways.  

‘Y/N, if you take a break now, then I can go right after you,’ your friend says while she leans against the bar. It had been a busy three hours and your legs could definitely use some rest. ‘Yeah, okay. I’ll take fifteen minutes,’ you answer. You disappear to the back of the bar into a room as big as a toilet cubicle. It wasn’t big, but it was large enough to take a moment for yourself and eat your lunch. Up to now it had been a really fun day. You had met lots of nice people and YouTubers and made the decision for yourself to start watching some YouTube. Who would had ever thought that? You weren’t really a type to be on social media, but because of what you had heard and seen today you had changed your mind and thought that it would actually be a nice platform.

After you were done with your break your friend left to eat her lunch. A girl walks up to you and asks for some water. ‘Here you go,’ you smile and give it to her. She pays and thanks you and then she leaves. You clean the bar and look around you to see what you could do. At the end of the bar was sitting a guy. But not just a guy, oh no. It was the most handsome boy you had ever seen. Was it even a human? He reminded you of an angel but without the wings.

He had very big arms, a very toned skin and a jawline so sharp it could cut paper. He also had very thick eyebrows and long eyelashes, which was your biggest weakness. He was wearing a sexy leather jacket while absently looking at his hands, just waiting patiently. He hadn’t noticed you yet. You stroke a hand through your hair, trying to stay calm while you walk up to him. Your heart was beating so hard against your chest, you thought it would pop out.

‘Hi, how can I help you?’ you ask with a small smile as you place your hands on the bar to get his attention. He looks up and his face expression changes immediately. He suddenly looks like he had received the best news ever. ‘Hi there,’ he says. ‘Could I maybe have a coke?’ ‘Sure. Anything else?’ you ask. ‘No, that’s it,’ he replies while biting his lower lip and grabbing his wallet out of his pocket. He gives you the money while you walk back to grab the coke and his change. You feel his eyes following your actions, watching every move you made. It made you feel so nervous that you almost drop his drink. With pudding legs you walk back to him, handing him the coke and his money. ‘You can keep the change,’ he says. ‘Oh, thank you.’ you mumble with blushing cheeks. An electric shock rushes through your body when his fingers touch yours. He puts down his coke and stares at you again without embarrassment, not taking a sip of what he just ordered. ‘What?’ you ask nervously.

‘I hope this doesn’t sound weird or anything, but can I just say that you’re really beautiful? Like, really, really gorgeous.’ You burst out into a loud giggle and put a hand for your mouth, not believing he just said that. ‘You’re messing with me, right?’ He blinks his eyes a few times like you just said something really stupid. ‘No? Why would I joke about something like that?’ You bite your lips as you hold back smile. ‘Well… Thank you. Nobody has ever said something like that so spontaneously to me. I’m flattered.’

He puts out a beautiful hand. ‘By the way, I’m Gray-‘ but before he can finish his sentence or you can take his hand, you two hear a voice yelling from a few meters away. ‘Grayson?! GRAYSON DOLAN?!’ This girl runs up to the bar and it doesn’t take long before a whole group of girls was around him, touching him and trying to get his attention to take a selfie with him. You take a step back, surprised that he was so popular. ‘I’m sorry,’ he says and turns around to greet his fans and to take pictures with them. You just stand there in complete shock. Who was Grayson Dolan and how could you never heard of him?

After a few minutes the girls had what they wanted and left, so it was just the two of you again. ‘Eh, where were we?’ he chuckles. ‘You were telling me your name,’ you giggle. ‘Oh yeah,’ he grins. ‘I’m Grayson.’ ‘Yeah, I think I got that already.’ The two of you laugh and a feeling of warmth and happiness fills you up. God, he was such a cutie. You wondered how old he was. He looked at least nineteen. ‘And you are?’ Grayson interrupts your thoughts.

‘I’m Y/N,’ you answer with a soft voice. ‘Wow, even your name is beautiful. Look, I don’t know if this is inappropriate since I just met you, but is there a possibility that I maybe could have your number? I would love to see you again.’ He puts a hand on yours, sending electric waves through your arm. Your heart swells up at how kind and polite was. Boys like that were rare these days. Or maybe he was just as nervous as you. Either way, of course you would give him your number.

‘There you go,’ you say when you give him back his phone. He takes it back and looks at the screen like it was the most precious thing in the entire world. ‘Thank you. I really have to go, but I’ll text you, okay?’ Grayson asks. You nod. ‘Sure.’ ‘Great! Okay, bye, Y/N,’ he says as he stands up from his stool. ‘Bye, Grayson,’ you say back, leaving you speechless.

~~~~~~

After you had told your friend the good news she completely freaked out and commanded that you called him straight when you got home. So you did and that evening Grayson had asked you to get some coffee the next day.

The ‘coffee date’ had been really nice. You were incredibly nervous before you went to meet him, but that feeling completely disappeared when you started talking. You really liked him. Grayson was a true gentleman and very sweet to you. After the date you kissed and he had asked you to go on a real date sometime. You didn’t think it could get any better than this, but of course you accepted his offer. The smile on his face when you said ‘yes’ made you feel fall in love even more. ‘Do you want to come to my place next Friday? Maybe we can cook together. I’m not a really good one but I’ll think it will be fun,’ he said while he stroked your hands. You smile and your eyes flicker from his hands to your face. ‘That actually sounds really nice,’ you answered. Grayson leans in and kisses your nose.

~~~~~~

You ring the doorbell of Graysons house and he opens the door within seconds. He had probably been waiting for you. You giggle at the thought of Grayson being all nervous for this date. He acted like he was really good at hiding it, but he really wasn’t. Grayson spreads his big arms in a welcoming gesture and you happily fall into his arms, your cheek pressed to his chest. ‘So, I was actually just getting started with setting everything up and cutting the vegetables and chicken and stuff,’ he says when he lets go of you.

He takes your hand and leads you to the kitchen. You noticed that he had a really pretty house. ‘That’s okay. Can I help with something?’ you ask when you see the food laying on the kitchen counter. ‘Sure,’ he answers and grabs a bag of carrots, a plank and a knife for you. When you take the knife he lays a hand on your upper back which sent a tingly feeling down your spine. ‘Be careful,’ he warned you with a serious look on his face. ‘I will,’ you giggle and his lips curl into a crooked smile.

While you start preparing the dinner together you hear on the radio Bom Bidi Bom playing from Nick Jonas, while Grayson quietly hums to it. (seriously, listen to this song if you continue reading this).It was one of your favourite songs and you start humming along with him. After a minute of cutting the carrots you suddenly feel Graysons body pressed to your back. You prevent yourself from jumping up. His chin leans on your shoulder and he puts his hands on your hips. He smelled heavenly. ‘Look, you should try cutting it this way,’ he says with a soft voice and his minty breath makes you receive goose bumps on your arms. Grayson lays gently his large hands onto yours and helps you by showing what he meant. ‘L-Like this?’ you whisper while your now shaking hands try to cut it the way he did. It was exactly the opposite way of what he just showed.

‘Yeah, something like that….’ He answers but he doesn’t really pay attention to what you were doing. His right hand shoves your hair and shirt to the side so he could kiss your now naked shoulder. You gasp for air when his warm lips touch your skin, sucking and licking lightly your shoulder blade. He starts kissing the back of your neck as his hands explore your body, stroking up and down your thighs. ‘Grayson…’ you encourage him. He was turning you on and you could feel his member stroking against your butt, meaning he was too.

You turn around so you faced him, looking into his dark eyes. They were full of lust and his pink lips were a little swollen. Damn, he looked so sexy. You grab his face and pull him towards you, lips pressing to his. He starts kissing you hard and hungrily, opening your mouth and slowly sliding his tongue between your lips. You close your eyes and moan against his mouth quietly, enjoying the way he made you feel. He lifts you up with his hands under your butt and sits you down on the counter. He starts kissing your cheek, jaw and neck while you throw your head back. ‘Oh…’ you cry out before you can help it and you feel Grayson smirking against your neck. He lifts up your shirt a little and tickles lightly the skin on your belly and waist, causing you to giggle.

He pulls back and places his hand on your thigh while the other one goes towards the button of your pants. He licks his lips and looks at you, asking for permission. You nod, feeling a growing heat between your inner thighs. Grayson unbuttons your pants and slowly slides a hand in your panties. He still looks at you intensely as he gently inserts finger, stroking your clit. He laughs quietly. ‘Did I make you this wet?’ You bite your lip to stop yourself from moaning as he starts going in and out. God, he really knew what he was doing. It felt amazing. ‘Gray…’ you desperately say when he adds a second finger, pumping faster now. You place your shaking hands on his chest, inhaling deeply. You got a familiar feeling and knew you were close. ‘I-I’m gonna-‘ you whimpered at the moment you dissolve into pleasure. Grayson studies your face and movements, proud of what he had achieved. ‘Yeah… Just like that,’ he whispers while stroking your walls. After the orgasm he pulled his fingers out and you zipped your pants. It was silent for a moment as Grayson looks at you with a loving smile. ‘Well, ehm, I think we should go back to, eh, cooking,’ you giggle. Grayson puts his arms around you, placing a sweet kiss on your lips. ‘Yeah, we actually should. But I’m having you as dessert.’  

[writing-gifts]

Hey Giftie, I found you through your Datura fic on AO3 and really admire you as a writer. Reading what you put out there is such a joy but it made me wonder how you manage to write something with multiple chapters. Can you maybe tell a little about your process and how you keep yourself motivated or what you do when it feels like you've written yourself into a corner? If this is a lot to ask I'll understand! Anyways, thank you for putting your writing out here, you're awesome <3

thanks! ^^ ik my stuff can get a bit niche at times so i'm just glad there are ppl that aren't just me can still enjoy them

i'm gonna try to be helpful and not ramble too much...

i know writing multi chapter stuff can be hard (i have fics that i started that are just sitting incomplete and i have no idea if i'm going back to them 😅) but i found these things helped me finish datura

this is the most important imo when it comes to motivation, make sure you're writing something you want to actually write! for a multi chapter fics it's crucial that it's not just something you're doing cause you think people will like it

ik having readers who like your stuff is good motivation too but there have been times where that wasn't available or straight up wasn't enough to get me to continue with making something

for datura i made some sort of outline, rough drafted parts of future chapters and wrote down things i knew that i wanted to happen, even if i wasn't sure where i wanted them to go

the longer the fic is the more necessary i see this

(if it's a fic thats not too long and you think you are okay with just drafting all the chapters before posting then a super quick outline or just jumping straight to it is what i'd do)

the more fleshed out and organized an outline is the less problems there are while writing since it's easier to notice these issues before that part of the story is posted

but i don't expect everyone to do a full outline or want to! the one i made for datura was messy and wasn't complete when i started posting. i added to it inbetween updates and some spots were still pretty vague, however what i had still helped me. 85% of the time i already knew where i was going and it was just a matter of how to get there, instead of me not knowing where i was heading at all

i don't write completely linear (i think for a lot of ppl it's like this)

sometimes i just wanna write a specific part of a story so i just jump there and get it done, i can come back to whatever part im avoiding later worldbuilding 💀 (i usually go back to that stuff last cause my excitement to show off my favorite parts helps me finish)

skipping around is also my favorite thing to do when i get stuck!

(and if i'm still having trouble figuring out how to proceed after that, sometimes writing a different story, bouncing ideas off other people, or just not writing for a little while helps me)

btw i like to write my rough drafts without focusing heavily on grammar and sentence structure, and then while i do my 500+ read overs of one chapter i fix all that lol

i don't just write on my laptop 📱

getting in front of a computer and staying there can be hard for me so i found using my phone is much easier

i can use it while i'm laying in bed, anywhere in the house, walking, outside, etc. and it's how i get most of my writing done at this point

set a schedule/goals

a schedule only 100% works if someone is super disciplined (and honestly i don't care for them) but i still try to set goals

they can be strict or loose based on what you prefer at any given time

for example: i'll try to update every week or every two weeks

or

i'm gonna try to finish a draft of this chapter before the week ends

or

i'm just gonna try to write something this week

since it's a hobby there weren't really any consequences if i didn't make the goal i set for myself but it did help me get moving! so yea i didn't finish "on time" but i still made progress 👌

i hope this helps some and that i made sense! if anything's confusing i can try to explain better!

and just gonna throw this out there, i think it's good to try to finish what you start but writing should mostly be fun, you can go at your own pace and if you don't finish a fic it's really not the end of the world 👍