#i assume it's because i'm not writing in my native language but still... why is it hard. learning curve my beloathed ;u;

[lale-txt]

hate the fact that in order to get better at a thing, you actually have to DO the thing. outrageous. you're telling me i can't just wake up one day and magically be perfect at The Thing, i gotta put in the work first? awful

[im-the-j-in-anthony-j-crowley]

Okay, here me out, i can't stop thinking about demons and the fact that many of them can't spell

Crowley says that spelling is not their strong point, and we see this exemplified especially in Shax and Furfur, but now recently it occurred to me to look up how to pronounce food in Italian. Remember Hastur? If you look it up, you'll notice it's cibo, and if you listen to the pronunciation, you'll notice it's VERY similar to the pronunciation of ciao (what Crowley says in that scene, remember?).

Learning this is what gives me a start for what I had been thinking for quite some time, because at the beginning I thought that the spelling thing was something for only the lower level demons, after all, Shax and Furfur have leveled up, but initially they were at the bottom. But not Hastur, Hastur is a duke of hell.

And the confusion between cibo and ciao proves that he must likewise have some kind of problem with language comprehension.

Also, I want to add, I'm not entirely sure if this is a good point, because I may be influenced by the fact that I'm not a native speaker, but Dagon's motivational speech doesn't directly reflect poor language use, but I get a sense that it doesn't reflect great command of it either

And then we go to Crowley, I assume we all think at first glance that Crowley has no problem with language, right? But let me remind you of something: Crowley hates books.

Yes, he has books. But the one book we see, has pictures, lots of pictures. An illustrated astronomy book. In addition to this, Crowley demonstrates a strong dislike of books. Contempt. Hatred. Yes, we've seen him write things. Yes, they are well written. But it doesn't seem to be something he enjoys

With all of this information, I'm going to reach the conclusion that ALL demons have a problem with language, especially written language. Even despite the fact that they are able to speak every existing language.

And I feel that this is a curious detail, because taking into account the powers they have, one would think that they could compensate those difficulties by miracles, right?

They don't. They still have those errors, and you could say it's because none of them have thought of it but... Really? None of them have thought of it? In 6000 years? I don't believe it.

So it must be something intrinsic, there's something they can't change that makes it difficult for them to write/spell.

And we could even go further, because one of the things I find curious, is the fact that Shax has problems with sarcasm. A demon, problems with sarcasm. No one in 6000 years spoke sarcastically to Shax?

I don't have enough arguments to add this as a collective demon problem, since Shax is (I think) the only one we've seen with that problem, but it's something close enough to mention.

Mixing all this up, I should mention the big elephant in the room: Demons have written records of who enters hell

We've already established that the difficulties with language go as far as the dukes, and I feel it's not jumping too far if we say that Beelzebub and Satan possibly shouldn't be spared.

So, who are these reports for? It's not like they're going to read them, I know that's hell, but why would they force themselves to go through that torture?

The only thing that makes sense is that those reports are for someone external, and there are only two options: heaven, or directly God.

And both options seem pretty cruel to me, because we know one thing: angels can read.

Aziraphale can, Muriel can, Gabriel can, we don't have any example of an angel who can't read. Crowley had a book before he fell. So we can assume that demons could read.

They could, and the fact that now they can't makes me see only one possible explanation: Falling caused them those problems.

And I feel that if we mix my two conclusions, the ending is something very ugly. Demons have problems with language, especially written language. Those problems started when they were expelled from heaven. They make written records that are possibly presented to those who turned them into demons.

Basically it is a very strong level of cruelty.

Please recognize the demon's rights. They still deserve to have rights

[littlexscarletxwitch]

i’m not sure if this is where i request. but i’ve been thinking about this for a while. it would be cool if it was a super overprotective girlfriend reader protecting florence from paparazzi. or maybe even reader as her bodyguard or something? totally okay if not. <3 love your writing 😘

── ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎ 𝗺𝘆 𝗸𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗼𝘂𝗿

paring: florence pugh x fem!reader

tag(s): fluff, established relationship, r literally being protective over flo, short blurb, sfw but slightly suggestive

warning(s): grammatical errors, unedited, not proofread, language, overprotective behavior (but not possessive, more like cute), mention of consuming alcohol

word count: 1.2k

note: This was so fun to write. Thank you for requesting it, anon. I mainly took inspiration from the movie "First Daughter", hope you like it, anon. I'm not a native english speaker, so please let me know about any sort of mistake. Hope you enjoy! <3

requests are open! + check my rules here <3

It was 4AM, you felt your eyes starting to close, but you had to remain awake. 

It wasn’t just about her, protecting her, making sure she was alright because you cared about her. But it was also your job after all. It was like that stupid movie, “First Daughter”, where the bodyguard fell for his client. You internally laughed at the memory of Florence showing you that movie. 

You had been working for her only for a month at that time. She would always tease you, flirt with you and be touchy around you. You figured it was just her personality, but once she insisted that the two of you watched that movie, everything became crystal clear. It was her way of telling you: “Hey, you idiot, I really like you.”

At first you tried to resist her, but there was no way of resisting that woman. She knew exactly what to do and say to make you a flustering blushed mess, and then you fell for her. You didn’t realise at the beginning, but you started to behave differently in her presence. You would constantly be looking out for her, more than you already did before, making sure she was always on your sight. You would get this sick feeling on your stomach when she would get all touchy and flirty with other people. You tried to hold your feelings, you weren’t supposed to fall for her, your boss of all people. But you did and she was there to catch.

And now, you were waiting for her to end partying. You smiled at the sight of her, she was having the time of her life, swaying her hips back and forth, a drink in her hands. She noticed you stare at her and smirked. She motioned for you to come, to which you just shook your head. Not only were you working but you didn’t want to interfere with her and her friends. All you wanted to do was home and cuddle her. Still, she insisted. And once you made no attempt to go to her she made her way towards you. 

“Hey,” she said once in front of you. She rested her arms around your neck, caressing your nape. 

“Hey.”

“Why don’t you join us?”

“I’m working,” she chuckled. 

“Yeah, I know. My knight in shining armour,” she mumbled, biting her bottom lips. “But I want to dance with you, have fun with you.”

“And we can do that, just not now, okay? Now, go and have fun, I’ll be right here,” you pecked her lips and gently pushed her forwards. 

She huffed at your words but still decided you were right. So she partied until she couldn’t feel her feet anymore, until her mind was clouded with alcohol and her ears couldn’t take the loud music anymore. 

She, then, once she had enough, clumsily made her way to where you still were waiting for her. You hadn’t moved not even one inch. A glass of what she assumed was water on your hands. As she got closer to you, she noticed you were holding back your smile. 

“What are you laughing at?” she gently smacked your arm. 

“Nothing,” you replied, but she wasn’t buying it. 

“I look like a raccoon, don’t I?” realisation hitting her.

“A really cute raccoon,” you tried to say with your most serious expression, but it faltered once you took another look at her smudged make-up. 

She rolled her eyes at you. “Take me home,” she dramatically said, her arms reaching out for you. 

Through your earpiece you communicated with Florence’s chauffeur, they replied they will be there in three minutes. While waiting for them, you ordered another glass of water so she could sober up a little. Once she was done drinking it, you heard from your ear piece that the chauffeur was right outside. 

Even though it was now 8AM, there was always a chance that paparazzi were waiting outside. You called your partner, who was waiting outside, and waited for him to give you the signal that it was okay for Florence to come out. Once he did that, you nodded to her and the both of you made your way to the exit door. Her arm wrapped around yours, holding you close to her, looking for both comfort and stability. 

As you predicted, paparazzi were waiting outside, but James, your partner, was keeping them at bay. Florence was three steps away from the car when one of them got free of James’ grasp. 

From the corner of your eye you saw the man getting closer to Florence, holding his camera close to his chest, afraid something would happen to it. Your instincts kicked in, you weren’t going to hurt him or something, but you were not going to let him get away with a picture of her. Your team work really hard tonight to keep everything away from the public eye and that shithead wasn’t going to fucked that up. 

You gently pushed Florence inside the car, so she could get inside faster, and quickly made your way towards the man. He was already snapping photographs of her and you didn’t like it one bit. You snatched the camera away from his hands and threw it to the ground. The man’s eyes grew wide as he saw the device breaking into pieces. You quickly grabbed the memory card so he wouldn't have any pictures at all. 

“Sorry for that, mate. Here, for the damages caused,” you handed him 100 bucks. 

“This isn’t enough, that was a $2000 camera.”

“Not my problem, mate. Have a good one,” you said before heading to the car where Florecen was waiting for you. 

“You are unbelievable,” you heard James say before getting in the car, you could hear the smile in his tone.

Florence was feeling sleepy but that didn’t stop her from watching what you did, —what you did for her. She knew that you were just doing your job, but she also knew that you loved taking care of her, in any way you possibly could. 

Once you were inside the car, next to her, she rested her head on your shoulder. 

“My knight in shining armour,” she repeated once again. “I have to admit, that was hot.”

“Yeah, right,” you laughed.

“I’m serious. No one has ever looked out for me the way you do.”

“It’s my job, Flo.”

“And there you ruined the moment.”

You grabbed her chin forcing her to look at you. 

“It is my job as your girlfriend to take care of you,” you clarified. Her eyes lit up at your words, a grin forming on her lips. 

You then leaned in connecting your lips to hers, tasting the alcohol in her lips. Moaning once you felt her tongue inside your mouth, your hands tugging at her short hair. But the moment was cut off when you heard someone cough. 

“We are home,” the chauffeur said. You noticed that they were embarrassed having to witness you and Florence. 

“Let's get inside and finish this,” Florence said, getting out of the car and pulling you from your tie. 

“See you tomorrow, Alex,” you quickly said to the driver, before following quickly after Florence. 

Likes, reblogs and comments are appreciated! <3

-M

[amethystina]

Hey <3

There's a personal question that I want to ask you, but I completely understand if you don't want to answer it!

What county are you from? I saw in one of your posts that English is not your first language, so I got curious.

(I'm brazilian, and until now I haven't met people that like The Devil Judge that are not from the US or Korea)

Hi! I'm from Sweden :D

Which was something I didn't tell people at the start of my fanfic career because I was afraid that they would judge my writing more harshly if they knew. Which, sadly, turned out to be true. As soon as people found out about it, I got messages telling me that "oh, that explains why your grammar is so bad. I wondered why a native speaker would write that poorly" or "oh, so that's why you misspell things so often?"

The latter was honestly the most annoying because, more often than not, it was typos, not me misunderstanding the language xD

Funnily enough, I'm now on the opposite end of the spectrum. People seem genuinely surprised when I tell them that English isn't my first language. But I think it still shows in some of my grammatical choices and my lack of understanding of some slang (I've never even visited a country where English is the majority language x'D )

Anyway! Trust me when I say that there are a lot of people who love The Devil Judge from other countries! Or at least I assume that based on the comments I get, which are sometimes in other languages (Google Translate is my friend xD)

Which I LOVE, by the way. I honestly don't care what language the comments I get are in, I'm just happy that my writing moved people enough that they want to comment. I consider that a huge compliment, especially the times I've been told that the person is just so excited they can't translate their thoughts into English. That's such a wonderful thing to hear 💜

So to all of you out there who have another first language than English: don't ever feel guilty for writing comments in your native language and never feel the need to apologise for your "bad" English. It's not bad. You're doing great 💜

[your-fave-adopted-you]

Hello! I would like to make a request with a reader who seems restrained, but at some point, furiously shouting, defends the guardians in front of students who do not respect them and allow themselves to make offensive jokes about them✨

I hope I wrote everything correctly. I apologize in advance, English is not my native language, and I do not write it very well😅

– anon 🦐

English is not my native language either dw!!

Guardian! School staff + Reader who furiously defends them

Characters : Crowley, Crewel, Trein, (tbh i don't think something like that could happen with Ashton )

TW : none

Gn pronouns were used.

Context : y/n is such a good kid, so calm and collected! that's why the moment they start defending their guardian shouting and cursing like a sailor is such a big shock for anyone present!

Dire Crowley

Crowley may be delusional but he's not stupid.

he's basically a running joke on campus.

The jumpscares, his dramatic and erratic behavior, his seemingly incompetence at his own work...

Look, it's no surprise that most students aren't very fond of Crowley

Even when he's your guardian you still find yourself roasting him any time he makes you mad,

which is almost daily.

until now no jokes of theirs would be said to his face, but seeing how you scolded him from time to time with no fear of consecuences made them bold.

This one time it was your own friends. after the most recent overblot, seeing how Crowley wouldn't move a finger, they Snapped.

they started complaining about how irresponsible he was.

with no response from your guardian's part, they only got angrier

and what begun as very reasonable complaints evolved into straight up bullyng, unrelated to what had happened.

that's it, you snapped back.

yeah, it's true, Crowley is very irresponsible.

and egocentric

and straight up weird.

BUT, they were here to discuss a real, serious problem, not to shout their "honest opinions" at his face

if words could kill that would've been a massacre.

neither your friends nor Crowley were expecting that much... energy.

bonus if you occasionally slip into your native language, (if English is your second.)

You were so scary. And no one would have ever expected that.

Riddle's temper, Jade's intentions and Vil's wording. All in one.

after you're done all your friends go away still processing what just happened.

Crowley however...

"You know, y/n, I'm more than used to comments like those, i could've handle them with no problem."

and then he pulls you onto a hug, a tight, suffocating hug.

"MY WONDERFUL, PRECIOUS Y/N I DEFINITELY DESERVE YOU!!!! YOU'RE SO BOLD AND PROTECTIVE!!! YOU'RE MAKING YOUR PAPA CRY!!!!!!" he was not. But he still made weeping sounds. you brought this upon yourself.

the next day everyone apologizes to you first, and then to Crowley.

Divus Crewel

It was obviously a first year boy.

Because no one who has been around campus for long enough would make a fool of themselves like that.

this boy had very close minded views and too much ego.

his case is similar to Epel's when he first got to Night Raven, or at least that's what everyone assumes.

at lunch break, amused, your guardian told you about a first year boy, who was pissed about failing his last project even when he allegedly "didn't even have to put any effort because he was a natural"

you snorted with laughter at this.

So apparently the boy began shouting obscenities, most of them, Crewel tells you, were directed at him. in fact, the kid would not stop referring to your guardian as unmanly for his looks, and more derogatory things correlated.

you got a little upset at that but it was just a one-time thing, so you brushed it off

back in the hallway, both on your way to alchemy class, you bumped into this kid-

oh, the kid.

he started insulting the teacher out of nowhere, while everyone in the hallway watched Crewel silently listen, knowing full well about the absolute BOMB that was about to be dropped on the angry, unsuspecting little brat.

but to everybody's surprise, the bomb wasn't delivered by him but by his quiet, well behaved kid.

You PUSHED that kid. you INSULTED his hair, his SHOES, his GRADES and you even brought HIS MAMA to the roast.

from all that burn that kid was ON FLAMES.

In fact, Crewel had to stop you because the kid started crying and was ready to throw hands.

everyone was sent to class, the kid was sent to the principal's office (where Crowley would most likely just send him to work at the Mostro Lounge for a moth) and as for you-

As a teacher, Crewel scolded you for behaving like that, he had no idea that you had such poison resting on your tongue, good lord.

But as a dad... he was very proud of you for that. "Just don't do the pushing thing again, pup, come on, let's go to class."

Mozus Trein

Again, this kid must be new

because everyone either respects, fears, or is somewhat fond of their oldest teacher.

c'mon this man is a literal grandpa

it was after giving away the last test's callifications.

this dude had a round, fat 0.

"But Mr.Trein! have you even looked twice at my test? all the answers are right!"

"Yes, and they are also carbon copies of your seat partner, now, i know who between the two of you actually studies."

the boy was PISSED and didn't waste any time before shouting age-related insults, telling your guardian that he was so old he must have dementia, how it's not big of an issue since he will retire, or even better, die! before he finishes school.

Trein just patiently waits, sitting and petting his cat, for the kid to finish his embarrassing monologue so he can send him to the principal's office and continue with the correction of the test.

But even before he finishes you're standing up before your seat, behind that idiot.

he turns to face you.

"First of all, HOW CAN YOU SIT STILL HAVING ALL THAT ITCHING SHIT RUBBING AGAINST YOUR ASS IN THAT DIAPER?"

for a solid ten seconds there's only silence, your guardian's eyes open wide in shock.

It quickly became a heated roasting session between that kid and you,

before Trein got you two out of class.

you would wait there until the next bell, when he finally showed up.

"i did expect such embarrassing behavior of you," he told the other kid. "But y/n, right now I'm at a loss for words."

despite being at a loss for words, Mr.Trein proceeded to scold you for the next 45 minutes,

about EVERY SINGLE TIME you had crossed a line. and you ha crossed SO MANY.

Again, the other asshole was sent to work for a week at the Mostro Lounge, and you would have been too, if it wasn't for your guardian appreciating the gesture of stepping out for him.

[night-market-if]

I've read an article before that Interactive fiction (specially text-based ones) are getting popular because "it has something to do with a desire to reclaim a meaningful sense of agency in our lives" and I think a lot of people who plays IF games, all have that mindset when playing and that's why a lot of published games in this type of media are mostly "player-centered". And since the main protagonist in book one still doesn't have that much control in the game's story like most text adventure games, I think most people assumed it was a character-relationships based one and when they still didn't get that much choice in that matter, they got "upset" because they couldn't understand the kind of approach the author's going for, are they telling a story on a 'traditional' print text (where the reader is expectedly passive) or not? There's a lot of IF games that doesn't focused on romance/companionship, which a few successfully deeply branched out the game enough to lose the reader/player's focus on the "romance" part and instead gives more attention to the story more. And I thought too, that with the way that you're creating the Night Market is way different from the norm. It's new to them. So I think it can create some kind of misunderstanding between the author and the readers and it requires a lot of patience from both side to fully understand each other. We're still in Book One after all ^^.

Sorry english isn't my native language hope I explained well 😅. I do love the game! It's just... I've noticed a lot of people can get too attached to characters in IFs because they got to be a part of the story through the MC after all and got to experience being with certain characters, it's expected of them to feel sad when they couldn't continue the relationship because they have different "preferences". For them, It's like trying to salvage a relationship in real life but couldn't and it's heartbreaking 😅. Though IMO that just means the author did a great job in creating well depth characters. Also keep in mind, I think a lot of readers don't fully understand what poly relationships yet, nor a mono-poly relationship. So as I said before we're still in the first book. Book one for me feels more like an introduction to the rest of the series, and I'm looking forward to learn more about the Night Market world because it's just so interesting and unique 😊.

I understand the place people are coming from when they send in their asks. I don't really mind, exactly. Some I delete just because they don't go anywhere or the answer has already been answered a billion times. But, I do get it. I knew what I was getting into when I set these dynamics up. But, I have always come from a place or 'you do not have to read this'. There are a bunch of stories out there that cater to the MC and I think that's great. Those are the stories the author wants to tell. Maybe it's because of my age in life or maybe it's because I read a variety of different types of literature, but I just don't have the same mindset. And that's fine too. It just simply means I will not be changing my mindset in how I write around to someone elses.

It is what it is. Misunderstandings and hurt feelings can happen. I just hope people understand that for as many people who do not like what I am putting out there, there are plenty of others that do. This is not a singular experience and no author should be expected to change what they are writing, due to an individual not being happy with the choices laid out in front of them. I am not a giant company that is getting paid millions to make a game. I am a mom of four, writing on my husband's days off, in an effort to just make the kind of story I would have liked to read.

[firendgold]

Ok so bc anything i do in this fandon is specifically to piss that woman off, i gotta ask:

Do you have any ideas for fic scenarios for trans!albus and/or trans!Harry? (time travel harrydore or not, you pick)

so funny story anon, my instinctual answer for this question was "no, I've never thought about it, sorry"—but as I was writing that reply a while back, I actually started getting ideas. It was wild. (That's also why this took so long to get out, sorry!)

trans!Albus is easier for me to imagine for some reason. I had this idea where his entire early life could be rewritten just to do a deep dive into the Dumbledore family dynamics when the firstborn prodigy half-blood son is AFAB instead. How that might change Percival's actions on Ariana's behalf (or not), if he doesn't have any thoughts in the back of his mind about leaving his family in his "eldest son's" hands. How that could change the rivalry between Albus and Aberforth, who might not be super tolerant of an uppity older sister who's also queer. We still don't know much about Kendra somehow, after 1 billion years of Pottermore, but whether or not she's accepting of Albus' gender identity and sexuality could be their own spin-off fanfics, they're that fascinating. Her own Native history could then be touched on as well.

All these things together could be a point of personal conflict for Albus, who's already a living embodiment of a taboo Native/European union and might have to wrestle with what's accepted from him as a Good and Proper Woman of English society re: marriage and carrying on some (other) pureblood's line, along with protecting Ariana's secret and "making up" for his father's crimes.

I don't know if Albus' sexuality changes. If it doesn't, I can see him being briefly confused about What Elphias Is To Him when he gets older, and Elphias is getting his own messages from home about How Much Time He's Spending With That Dumbledore Girl. I imagine there would be a lot of conversations between Albus and Kendra, and Albus and other peers, about who he was going to marry and what his "prospects" were since his father's a known criminal. And Albus, beyond not identifying as a girl at all, would find all this discussion about such trivial sexist matters frustrating as hell.

Unfortunately, I see everyone at Hogwarts misgendering Albus while he's a student, or pretty much everyone. Like, he eventually tells Elphias who accepts right away (and is confused about What That Means for Him in private), and maybe a few other students, but none of his professors are Getting It. His stellar academic record probably keeps him from being bullied as much, but doesn't entirely protect him from rampant transmisogyny and slurs when he outperforms people.

But regardless, assuming the "major beats" of history play out the same way, I can see Albus being a lot more proactive re: marginalized rights than he already was in canon, and perhaps moving the overall British Society Needle way further to the left, because it's one thing to talk shit about the powerful, progressive, weird old man that no one really knows is gay but can kick your arse without breathing hard, but another thing entirely to talk shit about your trans, out and proud, progressive Supreme Mugwump who has already freed all the elves, speaks all the magical creature/Being languages, is raising your kids at school better than you are at home, AND is still gay and can still kick your arse without breathing hard.

This is all, of course, imagining that Albus is AFAB and identifies as male. If it's the other way around and Albus is AMAB and identifies as female... I can't even imagine. I'm not cool enough ig

As for Harry, it's weird but I don't have any trans headcanons for him during his Hogwarts years. It's kind of similar to how I don't read many genderbent!Harry fics unless I adore the author, because even though I'm a girl I can't imagine Harry IDing as one for some reason. (I'm very limited, I know.) BUT. For some reason this changes when you bring in time travel harrydore.

With the ship as the parameter, I can imagine an AFAB Harry who's spent his whole life chafing at the clothes Aunt Petunia gets him—because 'unfortunately' (for her), even pre-puberty, she can't just give Harry Dudley's cast-offs unless she wants The Neighbors to start lifting eyebrows and asking questions—because they're girl clothes and along with just not fitting in to the Pristine Pretentious Family with her messy hair and tight clothes and taped-up glasses, Harry has never felt like a girl. He insisted on having people call him 'Harry' as soon as he could talk and get away with it, and only has to hear his deadname from his teachers and with the Dursleys.

This all of course changes once McGonagall is reading names on the Sorting List in 1991 and just barely doesn't stumble over Harry's preferred name being on the list instead. (She is surprised only because Harry is famous. By the time Harry goes to school, there have been many other out trans students in this headcanon. But probably very few under her eye have been quite this famous.)

I've always personally headcanoned Harry as bisexual, but I don't know if that would be the case in this particular headcanon. I can still see him going after Cho, and perhaps even Ginny. I can see him having the same confusion about What Are Ron and I To Each Other that a trans!Albus had about Elphias a century ago, without ever living his Hogwarts life as a girl to anyone but his enemies (and having a lot of friction with canon!Hermione and/or Lavender as a result). I can see Draco hating Harry even more, because he always kept "her" in the back of his mind as a Dark Lady he could serve under in all ways, only to have this... boy being his rival and Quidditch better and wanting absolutely nothing to do with the Malfoys or purebloods or knowing her place.

A thought that sticks in the back of my mind is that JKR (otherwise known by me as That Woman (derogatory)) specifically wrote Harry as a boy for a lot of reasons, and the main one being that she always planned for him to live and pass on his line in the "traditional" way, and having her titular character be a girlboss would've derailed that status quo. In a universe where Harry is AFAB, I can imagine a lot of related conversations with and around Harry about this. How "she" is "the last Potter" that there will ever be, because naturally she'll marry into one of the families and the name will be lost forever. I can see this being a real bone of contention with Harry and radicalizing him, along with Voldemort and the discrimination against werewolves and house-elves and centaurs and veela (which I doubt even one dedicated Dumbledore would be able to get rid of), making him take his place as the next generation leftist magical powerhouse.

And so how does all that change his relationship with Dumbledore? I... don't really see it changing much. If both characters are trans, that's another point of connection for them that bonds them through all the mess the government and society puts them through. It makes Albus a figure for Harry to admire as a young boy ("look, the most powerful wizard in the world is just like me!") and to still anguish about as a young man ("all the choices he made that I don't agree with, all the secrets he kept from me, how do I know I won't make the same mistakes or make no better progress than he did?"). Their relationship could be all the more painful or distant if one of them is out and one is in the closet, like an Albus who never came out or transitioned and is seeing in Harry the upright boy he could have been, or if Harry is resentful of Albus living his truth because he, a knobbly-kneed adolescent girl, doesn't have the power, freedom, or influence to be who he truly wants to be.

But focus! I'm focusing! Time travel Harrydore. The specific scenario I was imagining was one where AFAB Harry never comes out to the general public. His loved ones who are his peers know, but all the adults in his life (yes, including Remus and Sirius) never get to meet him properly. They die thinking of him as "James' daughter". And after defeating Voldemort, Harry just can't take the idea of spending any more time not being the person he wants to be. He's done being the Girl-Who-Lived so he writes goodbye letters to Ron and Hermione and does some ancient ritual without anyone knowing, and instead of changing him at the molecular level it flings him back to the past.

And so unlike a lot of time travel fics (including mine lol) where Harry is grieving his true time and desperate to get back home, this Harry misses his friends terribly, but it doesn't take long for him to see being an unknown in a different time as a golden opportunity. Sure, it would have been better if he'd been flung into the future instead and maybe had more tolerant people instead of less, but no one knows who he's "supposed" to be here. So he can grow into the man he truly is!

And so while Harry is setting up his new life for himself (maybe as some personal tutor, or a backup Quidditch player, or something that keeps him out of the limelight for once?), he runs into trans!Albus who doesn't have many friends and not much else going on for him (depending on who or where Grindelwald is right then), and Harry's nervous but they hit it off and become close friends, and one thing leads to another, and...

*cackles*

Also also, and sorry for sticking this all the way at the end lol, but MUCH RESPECT for hanging around in HPF just to stick in the craw of That Woman. I think I'm adopting your philosophy for the future. ^^

[bumblingbabooshka]

Thank you to @trillscienceofficer for tagging me, this was fun! 1. The provisions shop was small, dark and clearly constructed centuries ago. (From: Can you Hear the Bumblebees Swarm?) Fic about Stonn loving T’Pring and T’Pring loving Spock and Spock thinking he might love Christine and Christine mostly just wanting to have sex. There’s also stuff about what happens to Vulcans who lose their logic because I love worldbuilding apparently! 2. “I’m going.” Noss said after dropping off the bag of spoils for Tom and the not-there doctor to shell and cook. (From: A Good Meal Away from Home) A fic from Noss' POV for this fic! I liked giving her some semblance of a backstory and might write more for her - I love yearning and requited unrequited love. 3. The home Stonn had bought for them was two stories with a small garden by the water, a gate blocking it from the road. (From: The Wanting comes in Waves) This is a T'Pring/Stonn fic in the TOS universe. I had a great time describing their house (as usual) and it was fun getting into Stonn's POV since he's such a literal side character - pretty much makes him a blank slate beyond his devotion to T’Pring! 4.Tuvok had never understood the phenomena of Vulcans becoming attracted to humans. (From: When you Speak you Speak to my Soul) Chakotay punches a guy for Tuvok and Tuvok forgets how to act. Here I was thinking about 'Learning Curve' and Vulcan challenges/ritual violence as a display of romantic interest. 5. “Tuvok, are you able to come home?” T’Pel asked. (From: To Eat Until Full) I really liked this one even though it's so niche! It's Tuvok taking care of making dinner for his family on a starbase pre-Voyager and trying to deal with being away from home. Should he speak his native language more at home? Why do his kids keep asking for pizza? Is he doing the right thing, raising them off-world? Will his father-in-law give him a break and let him cook Aikum-Shur with store-brought ingredients instead of hand-picked produce? What does it mean to be Vulcan? 6. The nape of T’Vok’s neck was a new sight and the only bit of skin on her that was unblemished by bruises from a fight Suder had heard but hadn’t seen, tucked safely away in her quarters, writing poetry poorly and growing flowers. (From: Like Scissors to the Neck) What if we went to an alien bathhouse and I noticed you cut your hair and I wrote you poetry I'll never let you read and I kind of want to kill you and I kind of want to stay with you forever and we were both women? 7. Tuvok was aware that his fellow crewmen speculated about how he would reunite with his wife. (From: Burned into Memory - Glowing Beneath the Surface) Tuvok worries about the fact that he has issues and baggage related to the delta quadrant and he isn't the same person he was before - will T'Pel still want to be with him? 8. They were in a small room sectioned off from the rest of the temple with a heavy weaving rug. (From: The Gardener Moves Forward Through Weeds) A T'Pel-centric fic set while everyone still assumes Voyager is lost forever and its crew are dead. Thinking about Vulcan love and its dangers. Thinking about Vulcan care, how alien methods of care and emotional maintenance may differ from humans. It was fun to write love as a foreign invader. 9. Amanda’s bathroom was small to give space to the other rooms in her apartment and Sarek’s things stood starkly apart from her own, even when they were mixed together. (From: Strange Thoughts) Literally just Sarek and Amanda, young, pre-kids, fucking around. 10. “Doctor?” Kes asked, stepping into sickbay. (From: Away - to or at a Distance) Wanted to write a Kes-centric fic and for some reason decided to ALSO try out a more action focused fic? I don't know how this turned out, I'm more of a 'slice of life' or 'angst' writer but hey, it's fun to try new things! I tag anyone who wants to do it, honestly. I don't know who follows this blog and also writes so it'd be fun to see!

[aibidil]

Hi there!

I'm fairly new to this whole airing out fanfic-obsession on social media (last time I was this much into ff reading was ten years ago, so not much going on with sharing and commenting at the spur of the moment), so I hope it's okay to message you here.

I've just begun reading Alyways Already. And I'm so in love with your writing style. It's so sophisticated, I love reading all those special words. I'm not a native English speaker, but I do like the language a lot. So I appreciate the variety of words. There are so many words you don't usually find in fics. It's heaven - for me! Well, and of course it also fits Draco's character perfectly.

In Always Already I also very much liked the excursion into Biology with Luna's Circle. I was always fascinated by how much Epigenetics impacts and turns around what was believed to be solely in your DNA. But I digress.

Let me come to the main point, why I'm writing now and not just commenting on ao3 after having read the whole thing (as that's my MO) - Nettles is a fantastic character and I enjoyed him tremendously so far. The charm on the employees is such a cool touch, as I also value using non-gendered language. So important to be open minded about that and teaching the kids the right things.

But, in one of his speeches, Nettles says both 'mother' and 'father' (the former in terms of no fornication, I believe). In the next chapter Harry thinks about the speech charm and changes mother hen to parent chicken in his mind. Is there something I missed about the change/not-change of mother and father?

So far, I've only read one other fic from you, When Times are Dire. And I loved that one so much, gave me all the fuzzy feelings about these two. <3 drarry

And Scorpius and Al in that one, so cute. Such a strong relationship!

I adore your work and I hope you'll still enjoy writing for many many years to come!

Best wishes from Germany

Insa

Thank you so much for this delightful comment—it’s so motivating to hear how people react to my writing!

I love hearing from readers that they enjoy my vocabulary, mostly because using a wide array of words isn't something I set out to do. In fact, I used to tell my students to stop using so many "big words," to not use a big word when a little one would do, because they ended up obscuring their point and sounding ridiculous! That said, I love words (like you do), and I try to use the word that best fits the need.

I'm so glad you enjoyed Nettles! He's definitely my favorite OC :)

Now that I think about it, I imagine it's hard to fully understand that gender neutrality charm if you're not a native English speaker, because most other languages are so inherently gendered (so much more than English!)

Harry idly speculated that "mother hen" would be changed by the charm to "parent chicken" for no reason other than that the charm is set to degender language, and "mother" is gendered.

That said, your point is an interesting one because "mother" is a word I'd argue could still be spoken in the Department of Mysteries in 2004, but only when the speaker's meaning relies on that gender (assuming the charm was smart enough to differentiate between those different scenarios). For example, if someone tried to vaguely tell a group to "ask your mother," that would be a good case for the charm to change to "ask your parent," because that's 1) more inclusive (not everyone has a mother), and 2) doesn't assume that only mothers should have the burden of being asked for whatever. On the other hand, if a person said, "I am a mother," it would be definitely be inappropriate for the charm to change that to "parent." So when Nettles is referring specifically to their mothers and fathers, the charm doesn't change the word, because that would be inappropriate.

At the risk of overintellectualizing a silly comedic plot device, this gets to the crux of why the degendering charm is actually super complicated. Someone with good intentions to improve office culture wanted to stop people from misgendering and unnecessarily gendering people in the department. I would argue this is a legitimate problem in English-speaking workplaces. It's very common for work emails to be addressed "Hey guys," for example (English speakers would argue they use "hey guys" in a gender-neutral way, and I do this too, but I'd argue that it isn't appropriate when you're in a position of authority and don't know if your subordinates are comfortable being under the heading of "guys"). So the charm is designed to fix that. But then it has the unintended effect of changing words that arguably shouldn't be changed, like the idiomatic "mother hen" or "bad boy."

This very issue comes up all over the place! When I was in grad school I studied feminist theory involving mothers—not parenthood but mothers specifically, as in, involving childbirth and the parent experience related to bodies with a uterus and breasts. But men and non-binary people give birth, too! Which means we should stop saying, for example, "mothers-to-be" and instead say "pregnant people," because it's more accurate and more inclusive. But then if I'm writing a paper, or if a person in a birth clinic is writing a website, does that mean it's not okay to use the word "mother" at all? Many women who identify strongly with the word "mother" feel (and let's be clear - this feeling is morally neutral, at least so long as it's only a feeling) a sense of loss at the erasure of the word "mother" from the experience. Especially because mothers have so often been screwed by society/capitalism precisely because our experience of parenthood is a gendered one as mothers. So then you can see how we are now catapulted to the center of the terf discourse! One side saying we need to be inclusive and the other side saying that that inclusivity constitutes erasure.

It's interesting, too, because there are times I'd argue the use of the gender-neutral "parent" actually operates to muddy the discourse. Imagine you were talking about something like the time burden of organizing a child's extracurriculars. There's nothing about that task that is related to having a uterus or to being feminine, so it's a case where it wouldn't make sense to use the word "mother," right? But!!! We know that this type of thankless task is almost always done by mothers, not by a vague "parent", and is one of the invisible tasks that makes the institution of motherhood (as opposed to parenthood) so oppressive and problematic. This is a case where I always choose to use the word "parent," but I note when it is something that falls unequally on women. So I might say "Arranging extracurriculars takes a lot of time for parents, and this is a task that falls mostly on women."

Here's another example: parental leave. “Parental leave” is the gender-neutral version of (or an umbrella term for) maternity and paternity leave. So we might think someone who cares about gender equality should want to get rid of maternity/paternity leave and replace it with parental leave. However! We have LOTS of data showing that, when men take parental leave, they don’t take on primary caregiving of the new baby. We have data on the way that parental leave is used by men and women in academia, and when men take parental leave from academia they use their parental leave to catch up on work, coming back ahead of where they would’ve been if they hadn’t taken leave. Women academics who take leave, on the other hand, get NO work done, and come back scrambling. So parental leave as used by cis men has the function of further entrenching gender inequality! (There are a lot of ways to address this, but one way is to make sure these men actually are doing the caregiving.) Does this mean we need to use gendered language and concepts when talking about parental leave, excluding trans and non-binary parents? No. But it does mean that a simple replacement of nongendered for gendered language is far from a solution, and probably even more of a problem.

I don't know what the answer is, but I think it would be a mistake to discount either side of this debate when it comes to the use of the word "mother." I wrote my dissertation in 2014-2015, and use the word "mother" throughout with a footnote disclaimer that men and non-binary people also give birth, but that I would use "mother" for simplicity since I was talking about the effects of gendered society on mother's lives. (I also had a section specifically focused on the trans experience, so I don't think anyone reading would think I'd completely ignored trans child-bearing parents.) I remember at the time being viscerally attached to the concept of motherhood and not wanting to use any other language. Today, I'd make a different choice, I think. I don't know what, exactly, because I don't think I'd want to never use the word "mother,” either. I don't know!

You definitely didn't ask for this deep dive into the theory of gendered language and of attempts to degender it. 😅 And I know all of this is even trickier in languages that are more inherently gendered than English. But all of this is to say, I think a charm like the one on the Department of Mysteries in Always Already would definitely make errors, because there are too many contingencies for a charm to take into account (unless magic is far more powerful than I generally assume). And more to the point, I don't think this is something a charm (or, in our world, a single set of rules programmed into computer code or solved by ChatGPT) could solve - because it's something we need to debate and discuss. We need to be open to there being no single, simple answer. And that's something that neither charms, programs, nor AI can ever be in charge of.

[madrone33]

I'm so glad the PJO show stuck the landing. I've seen a lot of shows lately that have a habit of, uh, not doing that, so I'm really happy I liked the finale episode!

(Also because I watched it with my mum, and she hasn't seen anything but the first two episodes and my rambling recaps, so I'm glad my show didn't disappoint me in front of her lol)

MAJOR SPOILERS for the PJO finale past this point!

There are only two things I can think of that I didn't really like, and that Gabe's- whole thing, basically, soz. I get why they toned him down for the visual format, and I'm not trying to undercut the actual abuse that is still happening, I just personally like Sally turning her piece of shit abusive husband to stone and then selling his statue to get money for a degree lol.

And then also the dropped police plot line is a bit iffy. They probs cut it for time or smth, but it just felt weirdly unresolved. Like, they set it up so well, and then they don't follow through at all, just straight up don't mention it again. Idk, maybe they'll bring it back for the 2nd season? Not sure how that'd work tho. It's a minor issue, but it did feel strange to me.

The rest of it was very well done though, imo!

It starts with Luke saying The Thing but different?? Giving The Last Day of Summer from The Lightning Thief musical vibes fr fr.

The fight with Ares was hella cool, with the awesome wave, and the choreography was pretty well done to my completely inexperienced eye. The ichor looked cool, very handy that it's gold so they can show 'blood' on screen and still keep it PG lol. I was cheering Percy on so hard.

They did the flashbacks so well. Honestly, every episode's done the flashbacks well, but Luke? Oh yeah. As soon as he showed up on screen, helping Percy, preparing him, I knew the end of the episode was gonna hit so hard.

The trio is still amazing. They play off of each other so well, and all their actors are so talented!

The necklace!!

Ok, Percy had zero chill on Olympus. He straight up said his shit to Zeus, knowing he'd probably be killed for it and not giving a single fuck because that was his world and his friends and his mum that were going to be hurt if this stupid war continued, and he was going to make Zeus listen even if it killed him.

And then Poseidon steps in and surrenders and when I tell you I audibly gasped I'm not kidding. Like- The gods don't just back down when they're fighting, that's not how their power dynamic works, how the glory system works, how their pride and respect and status works. I'm probs not explaining it very well 'cause it's like 1:30 am rn, (I really should stop writing these essays at midnight lol) but yeah. Poseidon was giving up a lot. And he didn't care. Because that was his son, and his son was worth more than any glory could give him.

Also, funny side note: after they started speaking what I assume is greek, and then switched back to english, my brain for some reason decided to completely forgot my native language and just- didn't process english anymore. I kid you not, it just registered as sounds without meaning. Completely alien. I sat there without understanding the next four sentences they said until my brain clicked back in and I was like, ohhh, they're speaking english. And then I had to rewind and listen to it again lol.

Zeus smugly saying he'll announce his "swift and crushing victory" and Poseidon rolling his eyes was so sibling energy lol.

... So, does Poseidon yeeting Percy back to camp without answering mean he's too overcome by emotion to say 'yes' or that he's too guilty to admit 'no'?

I like how all the cheering and clapping is muffled out by the music at first, because Percy's still shocked that he's actually alive. It's only when Annabeth hugs him that he fully processes the fact that he's safe.

Gonna be honest, I'd completely forgotten that they thought Clarisse was the Lightning Thief. They did a good job of reminding me though.

Yeah, Luke's betrayal was executed better here than the books imo. First of all, the lighting is immaculate. The past episodes had an issue with night scenes and being super dark, but the fireworks lighting up selective scenes really works.

I like how Percy figures it out first, and almost challenges Luke to deny it. And Luke is- not prepared. He had a plan. He was going to ease into this. And it hurts all the more because Percy is scared and angry and betrayed and Luke never wanted to hurt him.

What's done so well is that you can see how Luke didn't want to fight- and then Percy mentioned Hermes and Luke just snapped. Trigger button. Wrong thing to say. Now, suddenly Percy wasn't the 12 year old kid Luke was trying to save and help, he was just someone who'd said the name of That Man and now Luke was just bitter pain and rage.

Also, Percy accidentally cutting Luke - with a sword that can't even harm him anyway - and immediately apologising, and then Luke only seeing a weakness to exploit and going in for the kill. That hurt.

Ok wait imma copy paste a small ramble I posted earlier to here because it stands true. Here we go:

A bit rambling, a might not make much sense, but had a thought about that scene when Annabeth saves Percy and reveals herself. There's two things that stuck out to me; she didn't let herself show any emotion but anger, and she'd been there the whole time but only interfered just then.

She'd been suspicious enough of something to go against the plan and follow them. She heard Luke confess his betrayal while invisible and alone. She heard his true feelings about the gods, about their parents, and now after everything - after Athena. After Percy - she understood him so much more and so much less at the same time. She'd been locked in shocked grief that froze her, and the only thing that snapped her out of it was seeing Percy beneath the blade of the person they'd both trusted, and the need to protect burnt away the numbness long enough for her to compartmentalise and lock away everything but anger so she could move.

Luke's face though. Oof. All I could think was "She's like a little sister to me." (Don't crucify me if that's not his exact wording, it's almost 2am now, I'm tiiiired.) But yeah, the fact that he probably could've taken them both if he truly wanted, but the moment he saw her and her betrayed, furious face, and then looked down and saw the kid he'd been about to kill- He just ran.

The parting of ways, with the trio at Thalia's tree, bright plans for the future, hugging and smiling and making a pact to come back to each other, no matter what- that was so toothrottingly sweet.

And then the cabin scene? Heartwarming af. The mother and son duo is just. You can feel their desperate relief and love for each other. It's so good.

A bit wary when Kronos showed up, wasn't sure if the whole prior stuff was 'just a dream' but I'm guessing Percy was just remembering how they reunited, and Kronos hijacked his nice memory. That was well done, too. Percy was just so Done with this guy, like c'mon, give the kid a break. And then him waking up with his mum again - like I said; they're so sweet. The fact that this happens often enough for them to have a dedicated book lmao. Also, him calling Kronos grandpa was on point.

It exits out of the window Sally was sitting on! And it's raining!! (Also, another side note, but whenever something exits with a window I just think of The Last of Us episode 3).

Ok so they have to make a second season. It's the law. They gotta.

Hmm. Think that's everything I can think of saying now lol.

(Thank you for everyone who worked hard on this! Even if I don't like some stuff, I know that so many hours of work was poured into this and I appreciate it so much!)

EDIT: OH WAIT I almost forgot Ares completely out of pocket line about Percy's mum, and yeah, no way was he getting out of that now, asshole. Also, the way Percy and Luke's parents are a trigger. The character similarities are similying~

[lorirwritesfanfic]

Berk Atan as Prince Hamid Osmanoğlu

Disclaimer: this character profile was created specifically to fit Prince Hamid on Meant To Be universe . I unfortunately don't own the character, I don't assume to know everything about him and I have no intention to affirm this is exactly who he is and how other people should write him. I'm merely a hardcore enthusiast of this lovely character and I do my best to keep his essence while adding a few headcanons of my own.

Name: Hamid Osmanoğlu

Nationality: Turkish

Birthdate: December 3, 1991.

Hometown: Istanbul, Türkiye

Current Residence: Ithaca, NY, USA

Occupation: Envoy of Türkiye in the United States of America, graduate student of MBA Economics and Management at Cornell University

Talents/Skills: public speaking, a knack for languages, charm, cooking, self-defense and combat skills.

Parents: Murat Osmanoğlu and Raisa Doğan-Osmanoğlu

Siblings: Nesrin Osmanoğlu-Aksoy, Malak Osmanoğlu, Sevim Osmanoğlu.

Closest relatives: Ahmet and Halime Osmanoğlu (uncle and aunt), Osman Osmanoğlu (grandfather - deceased), Kaan Aksoy (brother in-law).

Background: First born of Ambassador of Türkiye in Australia Murat Osmanoğlu and prosecutor Raisa Doğan-Osmanoğlu, Hamid is easy going, perceptive and polite, has the ability to make friends everywhere he goes and charms everyone with his sense of humor and kind heart. With an impressive wit and knack for languages, he's fluent in seven languages (Arabic, English, French, German, Hindi, Mandarin and Spanish) aside from his native tongue. He fell in love with International Relations when he was nine and studied Economics and Finance at Bahcesehir University (2008-2011), hoping to follow his father's footsteps and become a diplomat.

To please his mother, he studied Law in Cambridge (2012-2015), worked with her for six months and quit to spent a month traveling with his father. He returned to Cambridge to get a Msc in International Relations and Politics (2016-2018), getting his first job at UK Parliament, where he worked with Earl Vincent Foredale.

He enrolled in MBA Economics and Management at Cornell University (2018-2021) and now works as an envoy of Türkiye in the USA, taking a job as legal advisor right after that.

What's his family like?

The Osmanoğlu family (on his father side) is composed by direct descentants from the House of Osman. When the Ottoman Empire fell, his grandfather Sehzade Osman was exiled in the UK with his family, then moved to the United States, where he married and lived most of his life. Most of his relatives live in Germany, UK or USA, but they still gather every year for festivities. All Osmanoğlu members follow Muslim traditions, but living in western countries made them inclined to a modern lifestyle.

The Doğan family (on his mother side), however, is more traditional. Mostly composed by women, they live in the same neighborhood and gather around at least twice per month. Filthy rich, pragmatic and meddlesome, they often interfere on younger relatives career choices, friendships and relationships, calling family meetings and interventions whenever they see fit. Though Hamid loves his mother and aunts dearly, their intrusive habits are among the reasons why he moved out of his family's house and doesn't have plans to live permanently in Turkiye again.

Favourite childhood memory: sailing with his father, grandfather and uncle.

Nicknames: Aslan (among the men in his family), Osman (among friends at school/university because of the name on his football jersey), Hamidciğim (most women in his family call him that, but according to him, this petname sounds more endearing to him when Daphne calls)

Astrology sign: Sagittarius sun, Aquarius rising, Cancer moon

Hobbies: Driving, fishing, reading, cooking, MMORPG

Relationship status: In a relationship with Daphne Wang

Top 5 songs:

Burcu Güneş - Sen Benimsin, Ben Seninim

Emre Aydın - Hoşçakal

Paul McCartney - My Love

Coldplay - A Message

Norah Jones - Come Away With Me

Favourite books:

The Twenty-One Balloons by Pene du Bois

The Museum of Innocence by Orhan Pamuk

Poems of Nâzım Hikmet (1986 edition)

Favourite movies:

Psycho (1960)

Spirited Away (2001)

Sonbahar (2008)

Favourite TV shows:

He likes most cooking TV shows, but his favourite is Masterchef Kids (he is amazed by talented children). From Netflix, his favourites are Sex Education, Aşk 101 and The Crown. But his all time favourites are period dramas (Magnificent Century, Magnificent Century: Kösem, The Great Seljuks: Guardians of Justice, Kuruluş Osman, Reign, The Tudors, The Spanish Princess...), He is also into K-Drama and Chinese drama because of Daphne and his sisters, but he only watches with them.

Biggest guilty pleasure:

watching Daphne's trashy TV reality shows while eating greasy food. He's not entirely ashamed of the greasy food and says it motivates him to exercise more in the next day, but will blantantly deny liking Love Island, Love is Blind and Say Yes To The Dress.

Sweet or savoury?

Normally he says both, but when push comes to shove, he'll choose savoury.

Favourite food:

Menemen, kofte burger, ramen, baklava

Favourite drinks:

Non-alcoholic - Turkish coffee, cappucino, Turkish tea, pomegranate juice, strawberry daiquiri mocktail

Alcoholic - Irish coffee, rakı, wine

Most treasured possessions:

A Ducati Panigale V4R and A. Lange & Söhne Lange 1 Zeitzone watch with his initials engraved in the back.

Close Friends:

Sevim Osmanoğlu (OC), Yusuf Konevi, Ali Koveni (OC), Sanem Konevi (OC), Veronica Dantas (OC), Bartholomew Chambers.

Goals for the future:

Travel to Sub-Saharan Africa, take Daphne to travel with him more often, buying an apartment in London.

Dog lover or cat lover?

Both (don't expect him to choose)

Early bird or night owl?

Early bird (unless he's jetlagged)

How does he relax after a bad day?

When he's alone, he goes jogging or driving to clear his head then finds something to eat. When he's with Daphne, he stays home with her, preferably resting his head on her lap as they watch movies.

Personality: ENFP-A (Assertive Campaigner)

Campaigners (ENFPs) are true free spirits – outgoing, openhearted, and open-minded. With their lively, upbeat approach to life, they stand out in any crowd. But even though they can be the life of the party, Campaigners don’t just care about having a good time. These personality types run deep – as does their longing for meaningful, emotional connections with other people.

One random headcanon:

During his teenhood, he used to play MMORPG with then Prince Liam of Cordonia and Drake Walker during late nights. He's not as close to the King of Cordonia as he used be, but they're still good friends. He attended the King's coronation, the King's engagement parties to Lady Madeleine and Lady Jade, the bachelor party in Paris and wedding to Queen Jade. He was also invited to the bachelor + bachelorette party in Vegas, but politely declined because he was preparing himself for the interviews for the MBA at Cornell University.

[steviesbicrisis]

"if we don't like it, we make it gay" that isn't the point, though. so many other people have said this more eloquently than i can, but you can't claim "death to the author" when the author is alive and actively lobbying for the genocide of trans people in the uk and influencing (and funding, iirc) republican politicians in the states to do the same thing. if you say "fuck terfs" but then continue to engage with the franchise and ignore the multitudes of jewish and lgbt+ people telling you the reasons why you shouldn't, the reasons why this franchise is literally killing us, your trans and jewish friends/followers are going to be cautious of you. *i'm* cautious of you, now. you're not only supporting a terf by giving her engagement, but jkr is a fascist. i can't assume your response to this, and this isn't sent out of malice, but i hope you can ask yourself if a book series and nostalgia are more important than the real people being affected by the political career of its creator.

I'm going to answer this as best as possible, but please be mindful that English isn't my first language, so I might not be as eloquent or exhaustive as I could've been in my native language.

Leaving this premise aside, I say this with no malice nor desire to sound bitter/defensive: please take a step back and stop assuming stuff about me.

I don't even know where half of the things you said come from, I genuinely thought you sent this ask to the wrong person until I read the "fuck terfs" part.

"continue to engage with the franchise" how am I doing this? I have 1 word associated with it, that's it. Do you see me promoting the books or the movies? do I reblog stuff about the franchise? Do I go around showing anything related to this? I've stopped giving money to that author the moment I found out what she stands for. I have one post related to the franchise before I knew how big of a deal it was to make fan-related content (I thought it was okay to still go on with stuff she doesn't get money from), which I decided to not continue writing it the moment I understood it might've been hurtful to someone.

You also assume I don't listen to fellow friends/followers. The thing is, you don't know me, this is Tumblr, I do not show everything about me in my blog. I have lgbtq sources I go to inform myself on how to approach topics that interest the community but not me personally because I wanna be supportive. You also have to understand that I get my information mainly from Italian resources and the approach on the topic might be different. This is not me speaking for the Italian trans community, obviously, but they seem to not really care if you engage with fanmade content, while I see in the "internet world" trans creators who don't accept fanmade as well and some do. I simply don't know where I stand but in the meantime, I'm not engaging even with fanmade stuff just to be safe.

All of this to say, I have no problem admitting that I don't know what I should do about fan-made related content because I tried to understand but with the mixed up opinions I simply don't know. Me not knowing translates to me engaging with any content until I understand better.

I'm trying really hard to not see malice in your words to be honest, since you've been assuming so much stuff about me. Everything else you touched upon it doesn't apply to me (like having nostalgia about the books, I never once said anything like that).

All of this being said, I am sorry to know that people are cautious about me. I hope you can understand that this blog is supposed to be a happy place to talk about Stranger Things and have a nice break from chaotic everyday life and I'm really saddened to know that it isn't as lighthearted as I thought.

To the people who were disappointed/had hard feelings after reading my bio, I am sorry. I mean it, I would never write something anywhere with the intention of hurting everyone.

To anyone who reads this, I hope you don't see me in a bad light after what this anon wrote and my response, I'm trying to handle this situation the best I can and be mindful of everyone's feelings. I am far from perfect but I am trying.

(I'm leaving the bio as it is if people wanna check it out after reading this but I'm going to change it after a little while.)

[yuriko-mukami]

hey i'm curios. why do you write your story differently? all other admins are using game style that suit for dl. you make it different. no hate i just want your reason.

Hello Anon,

I assume you mean Yuriko’s story. I'm aware that many writers in our RPC write their character's stories/routes in the format of game translations. And that's great!

However, I don’t want to do something just because others are doing it, hence I decided to walk my own path here. I went through my options on how to write the story and finally ended up traditional fanfic/novel format combined with DL route structure (Dark – Maniac – Ecstasy).

The game translation style is great and light to read. It also leaves much room for imagination. If we think about the games, there are other sources of information as well: character voices, music, other sounds and visuals. All those support the script. And while this style is also nice for reading only, I find it too limited for myself.

As a writer, I want to include multi-sense experiences in my stories through the written words. I want to be able to play with words and sentences and delve deep into characters' minds, taking my time with describing the scenes. I know painfully well that I'm still not able to do this as well as I would want to in English and there is also room for growth in my native language. But this is the goal I'm reaching for.

And that's the reason I don't write in the game translation format. I want the freedom to express myself without the limitations the format has. But I have to say that I respect and admire the other writers in this fandom for their amazing stories and the way they bring their characters to life in both written routes and RP interactions 💙

[oddballwriter]

Hey! This isn’t a request or anything but I’ve been reading your fics and I noticed that when you write Jake he refers to reader as “beba”. Which I’m assuming is him calling the reader “babe” or “baby” in Spanish. So I just wanted to point out that it is usually written as “Bebe” cause “beba” come from “beber” which can mean ‘to drink’. You can also use “bebecita” which kind of translates to ‘babygirl’ but is also used as ‘babe’ but like in a way that means they’re a hottie. Or also “Bebita” which is also like ‘babygirl’ but it’s more like an endearment in a ‘babydoll’ kind of way. Spanish is my first language so I just wanted to mention that, hope I’m not coming off as judgy or anything because I honestly love your fics! You don’t have to change anything In your fics if you don’t want because they’re honestly still amazing but I wanted to bring that to your attention just in case. Have a nice day or night! Your doing amazing either way!

P.s. in sorry for the long ramble

Hi. So I'm hispanic and have relatives who are either fluent or their first language is Spanish. I was sort of aware that beba would be seen as the term "to drink" by native speakers but there's a bit of context towards why I have Jake call the reader that and that's because that's a term of endearment in my family with the men calling their girlfriends/wives that. So that's just the way we say bebe and baby in my family.

I was sort of waiting till someone came in and mentioned it because of this but I still used it just because I just see bebcita, bebita, mi amor, mi vida, and all that being used over and over again, and I get that those are common terms of endearment and that they're still cute. But i just sort of felt like using a term that I know and have grown up hearing a lot.

So yeah. It's cool. I was just sort of using my own term of endearment that I have heard before. I'm not against using those other terms, I just wanted to kind of stick out a bit more.

Also, I think it's kinda flirty with the drink meaning too because then he's kind of calling the reader "a nice glass of something" like a drink of water and something that he can't live without.

[o-wyrmlight]

*puts on Sherlock Homes cap* Okay so now that I'm watching someone else play through the second case of the Great Ace Attorney Chronicles I'm noticing some very obvious things that Herlock Sholmes missed in his initial investigation of the scene of Case 2. Here I will show my brilliant deduction prowess. AKA how Holmes probably should have deduced his information in the first place.

Spoilers for Case 2 of the Great Ace Attorney Chronicles.

Upon entering the room, the door is locked, with no signs of tampering, which indicates that the murder happened within this very room. Because it was locked, it indicates that either the killer must have found some other means of escape or must still be in this very room to begin with--a 'locked room' mystery, if you will.

The victim is laying on the floor next to a peculiar scuff mark and half of a broken glass trinket. This is curious, as there is no sign of the other side of said trinket anywhere in the cabin. The scuff mark implies that the victim fell over, and while it could be likely that he tripped over the glass trinket, the absence of half of it is rather noteworthy.

Now we look at the victim. The victim is collapsed on the floor, his finger stained in purple ink and Russian letters that translate into 'wardrobe' written on the floor. While one may believe that this indicates Russian descent, further examination of the room indicates Japanese descent moreso--particularly the calligraphy scroll hanging up against the wall and the sheet of paper over the openings of the wardrobe door. This is strongly supported by the contents of his diary, which is predictably written in Japanese.

The wardrobe door is, indeed, something that our attention would be drawn to, as the Russian word is 'wardrobe'. One might believe that this indicates either the killer is hiding in the wardrobe or there is something of importance in it. However, it'd be impossible for the killer to be both in the wardrobe and have put the paper back on the wardrobe, as the paper covers both doors rather than just one. So if the victim did indeed write the word 'wardrobe' on the floor, it's more likely that there is something of great importance inside of the wardrobe.

However, upon opening the wardrobe and inspecting the contents, we find another man who is likely Japanese. One can assume that he is Japanese in particular because his uniform closely resembles the victim's. The similarity of the attire also implies acquaintanceship in a place of business or educational institution, or somewhere that typically requires uniforms.

This cannot be the killer, because--as mentioned before--it would have been impossible for him to have placed the paper over the wardrobe and climbed inside of the wardrobe himself. The fact that the paper was on the wardrobe while the person was inside of it indicates that the victim was aware of this suspect's presence and was likely keeping him as a stowaway.

Since the writing on the wardrobe seems to carry parallel similarities to the calligraphy on the wall and the trunk by the desk, it can be assumed that Japanese is more likely to be the victim's nationality. Therefore the question then becomes why he would write 'wardrobe' on the floor in Russian in the first place. While there is a strong chance that it was written down in his dying breath, there's no guarantee that the victim actually knew Russian, so that should be met with skepticism. It should also not be discounted that it may be an attempt to frame the person in the wardrobe for the murder that was committed.

So there becomes a conundrum--a contradiction. While it is possible that the victim simply tripped and fell onto the floor, it's unlikely that such an incident would have injured him enough to have caused him to die while also having the wherewithal to write down the word 'wardrobe' on the floor. If the victim was disoriented and discombobulated, it's more likely that he would have written it in his native language, which at this rate is more likely to be Japanese than Russian.

Furthermore, gazing about the rest of the cabin, it becomes clear that there are signs of struggle. There is a plate on the floor, a sword on the ground, ink spilled onto the floor, a scuff on the floorboards and a half-missing glass trinket. As a result, there's a strong indication suggesting that there was a struggle within this very cabin--suggested strongly by the Russian word, the messiness of the cabin, and the half-missing trinket.

But in order for that theory to follow through, there would have to be some means of escape. And gazing about the room, the only other route of entry or exit appears to be the vent that leads into the next door room. The vent is too small for a person to fit through with ease, and there doesn't appear to be any indication that the cover itself was tampered with. However, it's still a factor that must be taken into consideration.

As stated before, it cannot be the suspect found in the wardrobe for a plethora of reasons; therefore the only logical solution would follow that it was either a peculiar accident or the door leading into the room was somehow unlocked when this incident occurred, and was somehow locked from the outside. If it was locked from the outside, the Russian writing would make more sense, as it'd strongly support the theory that whoever murdered the victim wrote it down in an attempt to frame the suspect for murder.

Therefore, there are two arguments of fairly equal standing:

That the victim died by way of a horrible accident, and was somehow able to have the wherewithal to write down the word 'wardrobe' in Russian--which would not explain the absence of one half of the broken glass trinket--

--or that the victim was murdered in his chambers, and the suspect in the wardrobe was who they tried to frame it on--which would not explain it happening behind the locked door but would explain the missing half of the glass object, as an attempt to hide the evidence.

Since the absence of half of the glass object is not something that can be ignored, it is safer to assume that the suspect was murdered and the door was actually unbolted at the time of the crime. In that case, we can explore the possibility of where that glass object disappeared to, as whoever is in possession of the other half of the object--assuming it's yet to be disposed of--is likely to be the perpetrator.

Case closed.

[strixcattus]

Yvelse Lesson 1: Back to Basics

Because you can't learn a language without first knowing how to read it.

(Previous)

Welcome back! Been a while. But since you now know why I'm here infodumping about a fictional language, we can actually start, ah, you listening to me infodump about a fictional language.

Yvelse has a pretty easy phonology, until you get to the parts where even I'm not sure why I did what I did. Let's pretend everything makes sense and ignore the parts that don't, shall we? And, ah, promise not to get mad at me when we get to the consonants.

There are five vowels in Yvelse, as follows (in romanization and English alphabetical order): A: Going to be level with you, this one is a mess. Formally, a word which here means "it was written down this way in my Google doc which is only usually correct," until the writing of this post, this vowel was pronounced [ɑ] when lengthened or occurring before a syllable-ending consonant, and [ə] elsewhere. That is not how I've been pronouncing words like ansec (bake) and aϕel (sunset/sunrise). So I took a minute out of writing this post to add "at the start of a word" to the list of conditions for [ɑ]. Better, except even though words like tsetsa (star) are as you'd expect, I'm still not pronouncing words like saha (cat) or sa (and) with a schwa at the end (or at all, in the case of the former). I can't figure out if I need to shape up, or if Yvelse needs a new clause for this vowel, just... feel it in your heart. You probably won't need to pass as having a native accent anyway. E: [ɛ]. That's all. It's voiceless at the ends of words but connects to another E at the start of the next word if there is one. No, I don't know why. O: [o]. You are safe here. U: [u]. You are safe here as well. Y: [ji] at the start of a word, and [i] elsewhere. You are in only mild danger here.

The consonants are more straightforward. So much so, in fact, that I'm not going to bother listing every single one: just the ones that either need a moment of explanation or will make people mad at me.

C: [k]. It's an artifact of a character name—I wasn't about to make him go by Lakuna. (Even if he was, technically, given the name of an English word.) Don't worry, this is universal and consistent. F: You know this one. V: You also know this one. ϕ: Exactly what it looks like it is. In IPA to distinguish it from [f]. β: Exactly what it looks like it is. In IPA to distinguish it from [v]. R: Where is—which is it—[ɹ]. If you speak English, you probably understand this one. L: You know this one. ɾ: Exactly what it looks like it is. In IPA because R was already taken, and, though L is a less great substitute, that was also already taken.

Everything else you may encounter is exactly what it looks like it is. Except for [ts] and [ʃ], they're all the same in IPA and romanization anyway.

Hey, you did promise not to get mad about the consonants.

Yvelse also has its own writing system, but for the sake of "I don't really have a way to incorporate it anywhere" we'll gloss over it at least for now.

I'll close this post off with the number system. Can't really wait to explain that sort of thing.

Yvelse uses a base-eight system, derived from the eight phases of the moon. The first nine numerals, starting from zero, are as follows: 0: nyc 1: sen 2: levy 3: con 4: tantsutu 5: vly 6: heva 7: pol 10 (8): shoncu

After shoncu, the next seven numbers attach the prefix shon- to the number in the ones digit, kind of like the -teen suffix in English.

11 (9): shonsen 12 (10): shonlevy etc.

When you reach 20 (16), a number will start with the name of the digit in the eights place, and carry on as in the "teens"—even at an even eight. Here, you'll see:

20 (16): levy shonnyc 24 (20): levy shontantsutu 30 (24): con shonnyc 40 (32): tantsutu shonnyc etc.

100 (64) is read as showotse, and 200 (128) as levy showotse, similarly to how the eights work. Typically a large rounded number like this will be assumed to be an approximation, so if you'd like to stress that there really are exactly 384 of something, you can say heva showotse nyc (six sixty-fours zero).

Now you can count in Yvelse all the way up to 777 (448)!

Non-numeric vocabulary: Adjectives aϕy: Red, with positive connotation—like a sunset. cereln-noleme: Green, lit. "land-colored." Often shortened to cereln for convenience, which I'm sure kicked off both a convention of pulling in just any old noun to use as a color name and a bit of grammatical debate for the particularly pedantic. cor: Red, with negative connotation—like blood. mele: Pink, purple, and any color between the two. neɾa: Gray oɾatse: Dark blue ren: Blue, of something other than the sky. shen: Black vesha: Blue, of the sky or something considered to be sky-colored. ytan: White ϕylc-noleme: Yellow, lit. "bird-colored." Often shortened to ϕylc in the same vein as cereln. Nouns atsel: Evening or early morning. When the sun is not above the horizon or even shedding much light, but the sky is still lighter than at night. aϕel: Sunset or sunrise. etse: Sun lavel: In my notes it's "dawn or dusk," but not really—it's the time ranging from when it starts to get dark to the twilight time covered by atsel. Or the other way around—it works for morning or evening. saha: Cat (of any sort) shelse: Nighttime tsetsa: Star veshvel: Daytime wotse: Moon Verbs ansec: Bake Conjunctions sa: And