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[ask-missingno]

Do you need to eat?

I FEAST ON LOGIC AND LEAVE CHAOS IN MY WAKE

...

That was a joke. I don't actually eat. XD

[urxdadd]

[writers-potion]

Writing Character Accents in Fiction

Hey there, thanks for the question! I speak English as a second language; most English speakers I encounter aren’t native (yes, including fictional people); thus, this is a concern I’ve explored personally when I write. 

I think the core principle regarding accent writing is this: it shouldn’t be distracting. 

For the same reasons why Stephen King prescribes the basic dialogue tag “said” rather than fancier alternatives like “whispered”, “shouted” or “screeched”, dialogue must be first and foremost easy to read. It must flow like a real conversation – the pace and tone are a lot more important than how specific words are being pronounced by the character. 

Focus on what effect the accent has:

Using adjectives to describe their voice in general. Different types of English (American, British, Australian, etc.) will give off a different vibe, also partly dependent on how your character speaks in general:

Lilting: Having a smooth rise and falling quality; sing-song like. Welsh accent is often described as singing. 

Posh: from a high social class. This is the term generally used to describe the upper-class British accent.

Nasal: this happens when the sound goes through somebody’s nose when they’re speaking. North American accents are more nasal than, say, British pronunciations. 

Brash: harsh, loud, indicative of sounding a little rude. 

Slur: speaking indistinctly; words merging into one another.

Using metaphors.

Her voice was cotton and fluffy clouds. 

When he spoke, the ‘r’s scratched the insides of his throat. 

Mentioning their accent with a brief example(s). 

“Would you like to drink some wine?” she said, though her Indian accent gave extra vibration to her ‘w’s and ‘r’s, making the words sound more like ‘vould you like to drrrink some vine’.

“I want some chocolate.” His syllables were choppy and ‘l’s rather flat, saying ‘cho-ko-lit’. 

Some Tips:

Don’t phonically spell out everything. Perhaps give a few examples in the beginning, but stick to standard English spellings. 

Pay attention to word choice, slang, and colloquialisms. 

An Australian person would say “tram”, not “trolley; “runners” instead of “sneakers”

A Canadian may refer to a “fire hall” – what Americans call a firehouse or fire station

If your character comes from a non-Enligsh background:

Use vocabulary from other languages. 

“What time was the exam, ah? Two o’clock? Jiayou!” → putting “ah” or “la” at the end of sentences + Jiayou means “break a leg” in Singlish. 

“I can’t believe that 4-year-olds have their own SNS accounts now.” → “SNS” is short for “social networking service”, a term used to refer to social media in Korea. This would a subtle difference – even though it isn’t technically Korean at all!

Transpose grammar from different languages. 

For example, in French, plural nouns take plural adjectives (whereas in English, you would speak of ‘white cars’, not ‘whites cars’).

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[ask-the-pioneer]

you're a good kiddo

[hellsite-hall-of-fame]

would you consider yourself a gimmick blog.

oh yes absolutely

[rs-hawk]

do you have any tentacle stuff? im thinking maybe an ursula-style octopus merman bf

I don’t have anything tentacle like that but it does sound interesting so-

You always loved the beach so when you were able to book an Air BNB with a private beach, you were ecstatic. Finally you could relax on the sandy ground without anyone bothering you or worrying about having to move.

As you settled onto your towel with nothing on (because everyone hates tan lines, right?), you didn’t notice the curious eyes watching you from the deep waters. When you slipped a swimsuit on, just in case, and plunged into the cool waves, you didn’t realize that there was something just out of sight with his hungry gaze fixed on you. That would change the next day, however.

The next morning, you took off at dawn to the beach. You set everything up, eagerly waiting for the sun to finish rising. In awe, you watched the sunrise the same way that the creature that was creeping up from the depths was watching you. As soon as you’re in the water, tentacles were wrapping around your ankles, your waist. Puckers leaving soft pink marks all over your skin.

“Oh!” you squeak, lifting your legs to look what’s all over you. You gently touch the tentacle around your waist, confused but curious. “What’s this then?”

“Hello,” the octo-man said as he slowly broke the water’s surface. It seemed like he was nervous.

“Hello,” you echoed, looking at him with a tilted head.

He reached out to touch you, and a chill snaked down your back. His hand felt so squishy but also velvety. Kind of like the tentacles. In seconds, his lips were on yours, his tongue pushing into your mouth as if staking a claim.

Your body reacted on its own, curling into his, wrapping your arms around him. In seconds, he dragged you to a small partially underwater cave just a little ways off the shore. The merman set you on a shelf of the cave, leaving you only up to your knees in the water.

“My little trinket,” he muttered as he began to tease your cunt over your swimsuit bottom.

You whimpered softly, bucking your hips slightly against the sucker that was now attached to your clit with only the thin fabric between. He smirked at your obvious need. The tentacle itches away from you before another joined it to strip your bottoms. Your cunt was already getting slick, much to his excitement. His tentacles wrapped around your body, teasing you, prodding you.

Suckers found your sensitive nipples, and another found it’s way back to your clit, making you cry out in pleasure. Your cunt was throbbing, nearly dripping. “Fuck,” you moaned, arching more against his tentacles.

That was all it took for him. His largest tentacle began to push into your cunt, stretching you wide. You whimpered and moaned as he slowly stretched you out, your cunt gripping it as each inch pushed deeper and deeper into you. Another pushed into your mouth, down your throat. You gagged as you were stretched to what you thought was your limit. Then, your lover, his eyes half lidded as he groped and touched your soft human body, began to lift you slightly. His six other tentacles wrapped around you, helping lift you off the shelf. You didn’t think much of it, blissed out and on the edge of orgasm.

Just as suddenly as he lifted you, he unwound one of his tentacles from your waist, pushing it inside of your ass. You cried out against the tentacle in your mouth, but barely anything came out. He laid you down, unwinding another tentacle and shoving it into your already stretched cunt. Soon enough none where holding you as you were laid out on the shelf, your feet only in the water. A sucker was back on your clit, teasing you until you finally pulsed around the tentacles inside of you, drawing them in closer.

“There we go. That’s a good trinket,” he huffed, his sloppy kisses lining your neck.

He pushed his largest tentacle so deeply inside of you that you were certain it was in your womb. A bulge in your stomach seemed to confirm it. He panted as he came, the hot liquid a stark contrast to how cool he felt. Your eyes rolled back in your head, pathetic little whines pushing against the tentacle in your mouth.

The largest tentacle withdrew, dribbling a white liquid. However, the smaller one stayed inside, as if keeping you plugged. The tentacle in your mouth finally let you breath, withdrawing to lazily wrap around your chest. The only one actively thrusting into you now was the one in your ass, slowly and deliberately timing the thrusts to the sucking of the sucker still on your clit.

You don’t know how long you lay there, moaning and begging the merman to keep going, but by the time his cum is leaking out of you and multiple loads have been dumped into your little human womb, it’s sunrise again.

[askthisfishprince]

:3 < He certainly has a lot of questions like these! 

:3 < I’m not sure if their feelines go this dark. But I have also pondered this pawssibility!

:3 < that’s all fur now! Also no need to tell him about me doing this….he totally already knows…yes…pawsitive….

[cozylittleartblog]

happy pride month. i did not make this up for th ememe

[ask-jotaro-kujo]

Have any of the other crusaders met Jolyne? If so, how'd they react?

It's been a while since I've contacted them.

[deerspherestudios]

Is mychael comitting cannibalism by eating mushrooms

But is he a mushroom??? 🤨 Much to thinks about,,, 🤔🤔

[angelsgame-au]

Question for kris: Do they have a crush on Berdly or anyone in particular (avid kerdly enjoyer here)

"You put your Minecrap bed next to someone else's as a joke ONE TIME-"

". . ."

"No."

[ask-queen-arti]

(the ask box is open!)

[hellsite-hall-of-fame]

So, you're single now? That's great. There is nothing wrong with being single. Being single is not a condition that needs to be"fixing", and there are many people who are happy on their own. In fact, trying to "fix" someone being single is a felony, and gets you registered as a sex offender. So, I think that you're fine the way you are. Oh, and don't tell the others this, but you're eligible for recruitment into the Aromantic Army, just ask any aromantic blog about it and they should understand. Have a great day!

yes I do know all of this, but the reminder does help I guess? that was a bit of an intense way to put it tho lol, but thank you.

and in fact I am already apart of such an army, and I actually am the owner of one such blog lol

[twilightnightlight]

Hello! Cool new blog! I had a question for sun. It seems like the new guard only comes during night, so do you get any time to interact with them? Is there some time during the day they are there?

☼ -> Sometimes he gets called in early!! My circuits always crackle when I get to spend more time with my friend!!

✧ -> Working doubles exhausts me, though.

[ohbunnyx]

Subs who think it’s funny to tease you in public but then cry the second they’re getting overstimulated

“Oh but this is what you wanted, isn’t it? Stop complaining puppy you know you love getting fucked stupid”

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[rs-hawk]

Hiii! I just saw your centaur horny post and I definitely NEED to read reader giving shy centaur!boyfriend a handjob bc he can't do so 🤧🤧

You and your Centaur Boyfriend have been going really slow. The most you’ve done so far is kiss. Even that, though, you can tell excites him so bad that he can hardly stand it. His huge cock hardens quickly, eagerly leaking precum with each kiss or nip on the lips. When your tongue invades his mouth, he whines, grinding his cock on the ground slightly since he usually sits while you make out.

“You always get hard so fast,” you tease him one day, lightly tugging on his hair to break the kiss.

His face instantly reddens as he tries to break eye contact. When you don’t let him, he mumbles out, “well, I’ve never cum so it’s hard for me to not get excited.”

A grin cracks your face as you look down at him, tilting your head. “Really?”

“Don’t smile like that!” he protests sheepishly, looking down, his tail flitting.

You tug him up by his hair, only letting go once he’s fully standing. “I can help,” you offer as you walk beside him, dragging your nails along his flank.

He whines, hoofing at the ground with his front hoof. “R-really?”

“Of course. You should have told me before,” you say in a fake sympathetic voice as you trail one of your fingers up his leaking cock.

That draws another whimper out of him. His breathing always quickens. You curl your fingers around his shaft, but it barely covers half. You decide to crawl under him so you can wrap both hands around his throbbing shaft.

“Baby,” he moans, bucking against your hands already.

You shush him quietly, slowly working your hands up and down his shaft. He pants, rocking his hips back and forth as you slowly Jack him off. He quickly resorts to whining and begging for you to speed up. He’s a good boy for you, right? You should want to let him cum. He’ll do anything you want if you let him cum. He’s a mess, whining and bucking his hips like he’s a bitch in heat. Trying to just get any kind of friction.

“You’re doing so good for me,” you purr as you begin to speed up, using his precum to help keep your pace, smearing it all over his cock.

“Please, please,” he moans, hiccuping as he tries to keep from cumming despite how desperately he’s throbbing in your hands.

You giggle, running your tongue along the head of his cock. He groans, shivering and panting. Before he can get out another beg, you pull away from him, going faster than you had before, moving your hands up and down quickly.

“Okay baby. You can cum.”

He thanks you repeatedly, panting your face in his cum. His whole body shakes as he leans back on his back legs, his chest heaving and eyes half lidded.

“That’s my good boy. You did so good for me.”