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captjprice · 9 months

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Soap with an Welsh f!reader? 😩 With him just trying his best to learn her about culture, language and country. Just loving her so much that he'll do anything for her. You can add anything I just want my Welsh representation ‼️

Johnny ''Soap'' Mactavish x Welsh!Reader

a/n: i did research. sort of. still, im sorry if its not perfect :( i also havent written fro johnny before so this is.. new

mentions: Fluff, Johnny's an arse, but it's cute

''So, yer basically speaking Elvish, that's it?'' A Scottish voice snaps you from your thoughts. A Scottish voice that belongs to a man you'd very much like to punch and slap. Knowing Johnny was.. dreadful, but even more so now that he seemingly discovered Welsh was the inspiration for Tolkien's Elvish. Your culture wasn't something you spoke about often in the group, mostly because you didn't think any of the members would bother with it.

But then there's Johnny, who seems to be almost too into it. He was constantly at your side, teasing and asking about it. You were wrong, however, to assume that it held ill intent. He was head over heels. Totally smitten. With you, the way you looked, the way you acted.. Ofcourse he was going to try and get to know you. Despite your annoyance, he didn't let up. He'll get what he wants eventually.

''Not really Elvish then, Bonnie?'' He asks, leaning to you in the booth of the bar. Fuck, that nickname too.. You had to look it up the first time he called you that, thinking he was calling you by someone else's name.

''Not really, Johnny.'' You grumble in response, downing the last of your drink with hopes that it may numb the irritation and secret attraction for him. Sure, he was a cock, but he also had this irresistible aura around him that was intoxicating somehow. It made you want to linger around him, so you did just that with the hopes it wouldn't be too obvious.

''So it's just inspired it, then, lass? Come on, talk to me.'' He presses, causing you to huff and shift towards him. ''Yes. It's just inspired. But it's a bit annoying because that's all people talk about when I tell them i'm Welsh.'' You mutter, which causes his smile to twitch slightly. Shit. Bad move, Johnny.

He clears his throat, scooting a little closer to you. ''Alright. Tell me somethin' interesting, then.'' Johnny says with a nod, staring at you. The way he's giving his undivided attention is making you slightly flustered, especially with the way he's looking at you. Good grief..

You move again, your hands placing around on your thighs as you think of something to tell him. Eventually you let out a little breath, ''Um, well, the language is very pretty. Cariad means darling, for example.'' Why am I telling him about nicknames? ''Uh, blodyn means flower.''

As you speak, Johnny's nodding along, seemingly very interested. ''We also have these things called love spoons, and they're just spoons with symbols engraved in them. It's like a token of love, sort of.. My mum always got me ones with flowers on it. It means love. It's kind of silly, but it's sweet.'' You say, smiling fondly at the memory. When you briefly glance up at him, he's practically swooning as he looks at you. ''Sounds adorable, lass.'' His hand rests on the free spot between you two, inching a little closer to your thigh. You smile softly, tilting your head. So he is actually interested. ''Uh, yeah, it's.. yeah.'' You reply, slightly unsure how to continue the conversation. Awkward silence washes over the two of you until Johnny speaks up again.

''So, you plannin' anything after this?'' He asks, his other arm gently snaking around your shoulders. You aren't sure if it's the drinks you've had, or that Johnny just looks so damn good that causes you to lean into him, shaking your head. ''Mm, alright, lass. How about we watch a little movie after, aye?'' His other hand places on your thigh, giving a soft squeeze.

''Only if ya want to, though, No pressure.'' He adds quickly behind it, not wanting you to feel pressured– especially when intoxicated.

You nod, leaning your thighs over to his side, as if telling him it's okay. ''Sure. Aslong as you don't talk about that fuckin' Elvish again.'' You reply, and let out a little noise when Johnny's hand wraps around your waist to pull you flush against him. ''Or what, Bonnie?'' He teases, looking down at you. ''I'll shut you up.'' You blurt, realizing just how wrong it sounds until after you've said it. He snickers, his hands toying at the edge of your shirt. ''Oh, yeah? You will?''

You give an annoyed grumble in response, feeling your face heat up. That wasn't how you meant that comment. At all. You can feel Johnny lean in a little, his breath hitting your ear. ''Shut me up then, lass.''

You definitely did when you got back.

#cod mw2 #call of duty #call of duty x reader #cod mwii #cod x reader #soap cod #john soap mactavish #soap mw2 #soap x reader #mw2 #cod #john soap mctavish #johnny mactavish #john mactavish x reader #soap mactavish x reader

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jewbeloved · 1 year

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Hey!! If you don't mind, Can you do Tolkien, Clyde, and Kyle with a reader who loves to garden and makes flower crowns for their s/o? If you've already done that, then Tolkien, Clyde, and Kyle with a reader who rambles about something they're fixated on without realizing it?

It would be great if you did my request<3!(I have been reading your work for quite some time now and I love your work sm!!)

Token, Clyde, and Kyle with a s/o who likes to make flower crowns💐💐💐💖

Warnings: None

Gender: Neutral

💜 Token Black 💰

He knew that you loved gardening, but he never knew that you also make flower crowns until you gave one to him as a gift.

Gotta say, his face is completely red when you put the flower crown onto his head. It's not often you see people being really generous with him and you're just making his day better.

He would also love to make flower crowns with you, his love language is also quality time with the people he really cares about so he wants to spend as much time with you.

Him wearing the flower crown might lead to him getting teased by his friends, but he doesn't pay attention to them and just enjoy the wonderful gift that was given to him by his s/o.

His parents are head-heels over you. They love how you make their son so happy after he spends time with you. You also even have his parents flower crowns as well and they appreciate the gift.

Overall, Token loves your flower crowns!💜💜💜

❤️ Clyde Donovan 🌮

He will probably brag to everyone no matter what gift he gets from his s/o. But we all know that he is a blushing mess whenever he receives gifts like a flower crown from you.

If he wears that flower crown at school he will be so embarrassed about it, but he will continue to wear it just to make you happy.

If you offer to teach him how to make flower crowns, he will hesitate at first but accepts the offer anyways.

After some time, it seems like Clyde has found something to help him pass his free time and boredom, making flower crowns!

You even see some flower crowns hanging on his wall in his bedroom. (Wow, I guess he really enjoys this a lot)

This boy could careless what others think of him, he's still the same old Clyde except he's now into making flower crowns with you!❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

💚 Kyle Broflovski 💐

Gotta admit, Kyle finds it really cute that you like to make flower crowns, let alone offering one to him.

He would rather not wear one on his head, but he wouldn't mind wearing ones on his neck or wrist.

He will help you make flower crowns as well, but he probably might not be very good at all and his end up looking wonky- he's still trying his best!

He would also be amazed at how well done and organized your garden is if you show it to him. Looking at all those flowers, plants, fruits, etc. That you grew makes Kyle want to stare at your garden all day tbh.

If you actually do manage to get him to wear a flower crown on his head, he would've had to take off his hat in order to wear and he doesn't like that.

*Kyle groans at the fact of his hair showing out while he wears the flower crown*

"Aw come on Kyle, you don't have to take off your hat to wear you silly goose!".

"Hmmph!", Kyle turned away from you with his cheeks being red.

"Angy boi", You giggled at him before pulling him into a warm hug.💚💚💚💚💚💚

Kyle Jewflovski

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thorin · 4 months

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does anyone know how i can say "let's go" or "we are leaving" in sindarin? or better yet, does anyone have a reliable sindarin translatoor tool or vocabulary list they're willing to share w me please?

i'm new to writing tolkien fics & it'll end up looking silly if they have elven characters not speaking their language 😔🙏 (& if u have any khuzdul refs, i'm a taker too!!!)

#jupiter.txt #sindarin #tolkien #tolkien elves #tolkien languages #lotr #lord of the rings

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hiddenvioletsgrow · 8 months

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Spotify liked songs shuffle be like:

1. Soundtrack from the part of the movie where the mother sings to dead child

2. Silly song about Guinea pigs doing sports

3. Upbeat generic pop from 2010

4. Song from a artist you liked for a niche period two years ago

5. Folk song in language youve never learned and don’t intend too

6. Folk song in language you said you were gonna learn and never did

7. That one really great song you forgot about

8. Nine minute long classical

9. Another generic 2010 pop song

10. Dark moody song about escaping the prison of your mind

11. Song you have absolutely no memory of listening too

12. Another song from a artist you liked for a niche period two years ago

13. Eight minute long Tolkien poem to music

#spotify #music

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ao3statistics · 6 months

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Guide to all charts on this blog

The "most popular ships" and "most popular tags" charts are most often connected to a certain character.

Please not that the number of percentages in my pie charts correlate to the numbers in the chart and NOT the overall number of hits I got.

Meaning: All the hits displayed in the chart make up 100% and if I get many hits off Ao3 not all the hits will be displayed in the charts and the 100% will be made up from the most popular hits only (which are then displayed in the pie chart).

Long story short: I let Excel convert the real numbers I make the pie charts of into percentages.

I try to make my charts as easily accessible as possible. This includes:

writing that isn't too small

numbers and writing in black instead of grey etc.

colours that are easily distinguishable (no too dark colours next to each other etc.)

no colours from the red/green spectrum directly next to each other because some Tumblr users might have red-green colour blindness

colours that won't make you fall asleep

colours that (in combination with each other) won't give you an epileptic episode from looking at them

everything written outside of pie charts instead of outside and inside for easier comprehension

the same kind of chart for the same categories (pie charts for ships, bar charts for the most popular tags etc.)

I cannot account for everything though and might make mistakes. Some of my earlier charts might also not really conform to the above in all aspects.

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Popularity of the Mukami vampires

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Fruity Jason Todd Tags:

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yhuckloop · 1 year

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Why so much hate towards Wendy?

I need to vent somewhere other than twitter I REALLY wanted to be the kind of person who had the courage to express my opinion like this by answering and facing it but I care too much about my image lol stan kinnie (and also because I think it's a silly reason to fight over a fictional character idk)

Unfortunately I had the displeasure of seeing a twitter account hating on Wendy (I won't divulge it here, but it's basically an account calling her a whore and other stuff) and unfortunately, one of the owners of the account was someone I liked and followed her drawings, fanfictions, etc.

I followed this person even though I knew how much she hated Stendy (which is my otp) and anyway, anything involving Wendy

Wendy is a very special character to me. I liked her from the first episode. I like how South Park portrays all the characters as flawed, they are human, they make mistakes and they learn from mistakes. Same with Wendy. She's made mistakes many times, but she's always learned from them. She is an inspiration to me, like the breast cancer episode, where she fought to defend a cause that was important to her. And then these people come to me and call her manipulative, selfish and mean? For God's sake! No one is forced to like her, of course, but it's good to know that the reason they hate her is just one reason that would be enough to hate all the other characters.

"Wendy is a manipulator! She blackmailed Stan in Season 1 Episode 7"

- She is a child. Her blackmail about combining fantasy with stan (or whatever the fuck she did, I can't remember) is no big deal. Also, Wendy apologized to Stan, acknowledging that she hadn't taken his feelings into account.

"Wendy never takes Stan's feelings into consideration. He's already treated her very badly but nothing compared to what she did to him"

- I really can't see all this harm that Wendy did to Stan in the relationship. She "cheated" on him with Tolkien because she clearly felt lonely. In the scene, Stan himself said he hadn't spoken to her in weeks! BOTH ARE CHILDREN they don't have maturity for a relationship, it's obvious that this would end up happening. It wasn't right for Wendy to do that, of course, but it's kind of understandable considering how old she is. Same with Stan. Wendy was a great girlfriend. She worried about Stan when he was depressed, inviting Kyle to visit him together (which Kyle himself refused to do 😱) and even hired specialists to deal with Stan's hoarding problem. She was worried about him and in the recent episode, we could see how much she loves and cares for him. The problem is that they both have different love languages, something they won't identify with being a problem with their age.

"Wendy is stupid, the only good thing she did was in the list episode" and "she didn't even help with the list episode, stan did everything himself" (I swear it was stuff like that on this account) The owners of this account swear to have watched the series and say that those who defend Wendy are those who have not seen the series. Like... really?

- 1: Absolutely in all episodes starring her, she is the heroine of the day.

Wendy showed the importance of fighting against childhood erotization, the importance of breast cancer, criticized the standard imposed on young girls and women by the media, in addition to which she has an irreparable critical sense. She is the real girlboss! Of course, Wendy has done things VERY wrong, like sending Miss Ellen into space, but come on? this is part of the humor of the series. Characters will always act stupid at some point because that's where the fun is. Like, when Kyle does stupid things and acts on impulse, in anger, to champion a cause, he's considered a boss. But when it's Wendy, they call her an "insufferable feminist". When Kyle does stupid things and acts on impulse, in anger, to champion a cause, he's considered a boss. But when it's Wendy, they call her an "insufferable feminist". When Kyle blew up Canada causing death to thousands of people because of his belief that Canada was a bad influence, he is considered a human with flaws, but when Wendy went on a TV show to talk about the importance of stopping the pattern of feminine beauty in young women, she is called a "dumb bitch"

- 2: Wendy who discovered the hoax on the list; she analyzed all the data and discovered that something was wrong, she faced her friends even though she knew that this could cause her harm. Stan did absolutely nothing but stand and watch, he didn't even know what to say when he got in front of the girls to argue. Wendy is the one who saved Kyle from burning down the school. SHE SAVED THE FUCKING SCHOOL

Anyway, other horrible things were said that at the moment I can't remember to rebut them and idk I don't want to waste my time on that. Sorry for the very very long text, I really needed to dump this somewhere

#south park #wendy testaburger #sp wendy #south park opinion #Stendy #sp stendy #i love wendy #why people are like this?#south park wendy

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garrettwrites · 27 days

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I was enjoying the Celebrimbor and Hal Sauron scene up until the Annatar revelation. It was just too much. It was too on the nose. I got Jesus gifs from catequese flashbacks. All subtlety flew out the window. You could have just made him walk out of a raging fire that kind of looked like clouds... not that.

Apologies, but it did feel incredibly wrong to me. I have given season 2 plenty of leeway while watching, and it is objectively enjoyable in many parts. However, Jesus Sauron is meant to be subtle in its reference. We are talking about Tolkien, who hated allegory even if he ( unscounsciously or not) put it in his works. Having Sauron in a cgi background with a flowing robe, long hair, and a holy spirit vibe with arms spread is just so fucking... wow.

Pretty fire was enough. They could have ended it here (but made the last pic more fire than cloud, yet still with cloud shapes to be kinda cheeky and charming):

But instead we got this jarring ass, on the nose, made for people with zero comprehension skills mess:

You even have the light of god shining down on him. Because god forbid it's not obvious enough. How can the season that started out with a gorgeous shot of Sauron's head in between the crown's circle, which is being held by Adar (and can symbolize a struggle between who deserves the crown between them, especially since then Adar flips the crown around to face his own head rather than Sauron's; as well as it visually looking like Sauron's head between a ring, which poses the question of which is more important: the title of Lord or the power of the Ring)... do such a cheap trick like this?

God this scene annoys me. "But it looks good" looking good matters not. Your story needs to stick to its themes, its language, its basics. If you included a shot of Elrond landing on the moon with incredible quality and moondust hitting him in his silly face, it would look good, but it would be jarring as shit. It wouldn't belong in the series. The same happens here.

One of the biggest problems with ROP, which extends to season 2, is how Amazon picks pretty - be it pretty looking with no cohesion or pretty sounding with no meaning - over logical. This Annatar entrance is pretty, forceful in its imagery, an unwarranted.

#rings of power #rop critical #rings of power s2 #rings of power spoilers #anti rop #using the tags just in case #although I very much am critical of this series I also tried giving it a fair chance #for instance I think it all peaked on the first few minutes of episode 1 #that was good in terms of writing acting and visuals #this? not it

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frostyreturns · 4 months

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Some advice for sci fi writers about choosing names for stuff from a frequent reader of sci fi.

Unless you are Tolkien and want to invent your own language...One of the problems when writing sci fi/fantasy is that you need to balance the feeling of alien otherworldliness with coherence and recognizability. So you have a few options when trying to choose a name for something. I'll use the example of Coffee...you want your characters to be drinking some kind of coffee like beverage but what do you call it.

Option 1: Just call it coffee, you sacrifice the other world feeling but you get perfect recognizability, it probably doesnt make sense that they'd have the same name for it but fuck it.

Option 2: Use the name coffee but change one letter to communicate that it's different but basically the same, call it a cup of Caffee or coffeine it will feel kind of alien but people will know what you mean. This is personally the choice I hate the most and runs the risk of just sounding needlessly silly and depending on what the word is it still might be confusing to people. Don't use this option it reads as lazy and uncreative and it's how you end up with "jizz music" being a thing in the Star Wars canon.

Option 3: invent a brand new wildly different name for it. Call it a cup of braxjao or something and just make sure the letters you slapped together don't mean anthing else. This has the inverse problem of option 1 you sacrifice clarity for a feeling of otherworldliness. You'll either have to over explain what it is to get the reader to understand...oh thats their version of coffee...or you'll have a confused reader, neither is great.

Option 4: Go with a mix of conceptual and literal and call it something that can be understood in english where the name tells you exactly what it is without using the word coffee. Like call it stim-tea which communicates that it's a hot brewed beverage that acts as a stimulant. It's different, makes sense and doesn't sacrifice clarity... this is in my opinion your best bet 9/10 times.

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captainofthetidesbreath · 2 years

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I personally believe that it's futile and overly pedantic to insistently keep saying like "but Matt, lycanthrope means werewolf specifically, the name for other werebeasts is therianthrope" because:

The Monster Manual long ago decided to use "lycanthrope" as the umbrella term. This is a habit directly taken out of the Monster Manual and thus is baseline D&D. This has been the umbrella term since the original D&D Monster Manual in 1977 and AD&D (2e) outright explains that it uses the term "lycanthrope" because it was already more popularly by then used as the umbrella term than "therianthrope" and much more immediately familiar and understandable to people.

Ancient Greek does not exist in Exandria, so the root words don't actually necessarily exist, so it makes that line of argumentation rather silly. Words contextually mean what Matt says they mean.

Matt is very much not bothered by such things specifically because of point 2, see for example:

It's a little hopelessly pedantic—and, personally, it keeps coming off like That Person in an undergrad lecture who wants to prove how clever they are—to keep insistently trying to make the point that Matt is wrong because it isn't even or originating with him to use it as an umbrella term (it's from the Monster Manual! In 1977!). And, overall, it's actually a little silly and not really accomplishing anything to go "but the root words" when this is a fantasy setting where the root languages don't even exist.

Sometimes in fantasy the words aren't meant to be examined that closely, and "lycanthrope" as the umbrella term is absolutely one of those cases. This isn't, like, the work of known philologist Tolkien. Just, let it be and spend your pedantry on more interesting points that hasn't been standard usage in D&D since 1977.

#Critical Role #Critical Role things #CR

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chainmailchalamet · 1 year

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Run Rabbit, Run (Dark! Eddie Munson 🍒🪽) Pt. 3

tags: roommates to lovers, modern!metalhead!eddie munson(maybe not a complete face match to ST!Eddie, but his look is up to your imagination), predator/prey dynamic , a lil degradation, impact, knife play, jealousy, possessive behavior + language, dacryphilia, kind of fucked up intense dirty talk, face slapping, choking, morallygrey!eddie, they may or may not be completely human (also up to interpretation), and as usual always!black always!non-binary POV 🌟🍒

eddie is, by nature, patient.

patience is survival, always has been. his father was hot-headed, impulsive, reckless. moved through life without strategy, without a sense for the long game. and that got him nowhere but trouble — from one chaos to another, dragging eddie and his mama through it all, until mama woke up and said fuck this shit and dipped. because eddie’s mama was smart — selfish, sure. a shadow of a mother who let him wander off on his own because she couldn’t take the noise, couldn’t take the mess. liked to sit on her own near a lake or on the porch or on the steps of a trailer, smoking a cigarette and looking far away — eddie’d watch her sometimes, wait for her eyes to catch his, for her half-smile. and then she’d be gone, gone, gone again. dreaming of the day she could leave it all behind her, until one day she just did. left him a note, did it in her way: distantly affectionate, sorry but not ashamed, just a couple words — go find yourself some real love, and keep your ears clean for me x — and a phone number.

somehow, he understood it — knew that she just wasn’t really made for motherhood, that it just wasn’t her nature. he thought about her for a long time, tried to keep her whole in his memory, but in the end he just had pieces. a flash of wild dark hair, jasmine perfume, silver rings and cigarette smoke. faraway eyes, a wry smile.

when he called the number, it was wayne on the other end. sounded tired and sad and soft, like he’d been waiting for the call his whole life but still hoped he’d never get it. wayne picked up the phone and said she finally up and did it, huh? without a hint of judgment. eddie sniffled, went uh huh and wayne asked where his dad was at and eddie said nothing. and wayne, bless him, just got it. sighed a little, said real soft i’ll see you in the mornin’ ed, and that was that.

eddie learned from wayne what his father could never teach him -- to be gentle. wayne was the first man eddie had ever met who wore his softness with ease. He was soft with with words, gentle with his hands — he’d work graveyard shifts over at the garage, but spend the day doting on eddie, in his way. he was a little bit like his sister — he didn’t say too much, wasn’t loud about his affections, but. he tried. tried hard. took eddie to get his first library card, kept his face open and interested when eddie fell down the tolkien hole and stayed stuck, talked himself hoarse about the lore. wayne offered him an ear, asked him questions, teased him gently. how many breakfast’s they got? no wonder you like ‘em so much, they got your appetite!

which — with wayne’s cooking? anyone would eat themselves silly. the man knew how to make the most of what he got, and unlike most men, took pride in the time he spent in his mother’s kitchen. food’s the way to the heart, ed, it’s a labor of love.

eddie got it, watching wayne move through the kitchen with the utmost care, tending to each dish with a furrow between his brows. simmering the gravy for hours until the flavor was just right, standing over a grease pan with his tongs at the ready, cuz the trick to good chicken is the eyes, ed, you gotta keep your eyes on it. you gotta wait for that good brown, you’ll know it when you see it.

eddie learned patience in wayne’s little kitchen -- plucking greens, sorting through black eyed peas, developing that sense of rhythm that every good cook possessed. it was slow work, it was work that required gentle hands and a certain kind of sensitivity. knowing when a smidge was a smidge and a pinch was a pinch, because the difference was clear in the biscuits, in their fluff and their crust. the difference was in wayne’s reaction — in whether he went mm, that’s good, ed or whether he went well, fuck me. eddie lived for that difference, for the satisfaction of making wayne (hard-working, opening his home to eddie, no questions asked, wayne) close his eyes and breathe real deep with satisfaction. cooking him up something so good that he slept good, that his cheeks flushed up and he went to work whistling. eddie became, in a way, kind of addicted to providing -- it made him feel worthy, made him feel full.

made him feel full like the way music felt, like he could burst from it — he’d finger through wayne’s records while he was out at work, forming a taste for roots, bluegrass, jazz and rock. slim harpo and mama thornton and the family stone. etta james on sunday mornings, fleetwood on summer nights, ann peebles when he thought about his mama. he’d hum himself to sleep, sing along to dolly while he cooked, tap and shuffle his way around the trailer until wayne got the hint and bought him his first guitar — a dusty acoustic he picked up at a boot sale, handed over with a wry smile and a quiet to give you somethin’ to do with all that energy, because he knew eddie was restless. they never spoke about eddie’s dad, but they both know that if eddie got anything from him it was that restless spark, that white-hot energy that could be destructive without the right outlet. wayne gave him that outlet -- taught eddie the few folk songs he knew how to play and gave him the space to fumble his way through the first months of learning. even when he’d strum it wrong it sounded like a dying animal and his face with get hot with frustration, with embarrassment. wayne would just clasp him on the shoulder and remind him that it’s all just time, eds. you gotta give yourself time to grow into yourself.

wayne was the reason he became a chef — he knew that eddie was smart as a whip, but not school-smart. wayne knew that he didn’t have the mind for math and science and devoured books but couldn’t write an essay to save his life — never judged him for it, never let him feel dumb about it. just watched the way his mind worked when he measured out ingredients in the kitchen, the natural ear he had for picking up melodies, knew he just needed the right outlet. wayne gave him that -- worked extra shifts, saved up enough money to send him to the closest culinary school. it wasn’t fancy, but it was enough. he soaked up all the knowledge that he could, worked in kitchen after kitchen, worked his way up and up and up.

when the he left wayne, left virgina, left home, he wondered if his mother had felt the same way. the same bittersweet sense of there’s nothing here for me anymore, and thank god for that. he packed up his van with his guitar and a box of records and all his books, cried when he hugged wayne goodbye, said i’ll call you for sunday dinner. called him again the next sunday, and the sunday after that, and every sunday after that.

it didn’t happen overnight, all the good stuff. the money, the stability, all the new love that would come into his life by way of a kitchen in chicago, but it didn’t matter — because eddie was, by nature, hungry. he put it all in his work, in the simple pleasure of feeding, of loving. he was not his father, but — deep down, he knew he wasn’t really like wayne either. he tried hard to live like wayne had taught him — tried hard to put his claws away, to hide his teeth, to wrap himself up in wool.

he worked hard, and he loved hard, and he cared for his friends and he was good to his lovers and he used his outlets, found healthier ways to live in his skin. he took advantage of the new space he had to roam, learned new things about himself. he learned he liked his music harder, louder, raw and wrathful -- not just soft and soulful, like wayne. he found his people in basement shows and dive bars, joined a couple bands, hopped around until he found corroded coffin. learned that he could bare his teeth on stage, that he could strut around and howl and spit, make a big mess of himself and he could be loved for it. desired for it.

he learned about the power of pain -- the sting of a new tattoo, of a needle through his skin, of teeth in his neck. he learned that he liked it a little rough, liked to have his hair pulled, his throat snatched, his back scratched. found his people in play parties and dungeons and in certain online spaces. fucked around, found out. learned to take pleasure, and to give it right back. to use his mouth, his words, his hands, his hips. learned that he was a sucker for big eyes, strong arms, hairy thighs, hair that he could wrap around his fingers and tug.

kept the beast on a leash, for the most part. kept it light, kept the hunger down, down, down.

and then his roommate jon moved in with his new boyfriend, and eddie made a post on a housing group looking for someone to fill his spot. and then you.

you’d walked into his home, stinking of strawberries and cream, making his fucking mouth water. with your braids spilling down your back and your big, big eyes, and your pouty mouth and your chipped yellow nail polish and your grace jones tee and that fucking look on your face -- like you were so tired, just exhausted, like you needed a safe place to land. like you’d never been handled with care, and eddie just. knew that he could. knew that he was the only one that could. he took one look at you and every cell in his body said mine, fucking mine, made for me, made for you, mineminemine.

and he tried to keep it on a leash. he did. he would’ve. would’ve been content to just look at you and have you in his home and feed you and look at you and want (and want and want and want) and learn to live with that.

it was fine, nothing he wasn’t used to -- he knew hunger, knew how to manage it, how to keep it hidden. he had a lot of practice.

but then the funniest thing happened. you caught him looking -- and he knew the moment your eyes met his that you knew. because there was something too-sharp about that gaze. something other about it. it was like you could see all the way down into him. like you could see the thing shifting beneath his skin. you looked at him, saw all the way down into him and you didn’t run, didn’t flinch, didn’t shut down. you just looked harder. bloomed underneath his desire, opened yourself up to it -- mirrored it, bright eyes going hazy with it.

he didn’t have to touch you to know that your heart was beating double-time in your chest, that your skin was heating up, that you were wet between your thighs. he just -- knew. felt your eyes on his skin. felt the whisper of your touch in his hair, across his shoulders. knew that it made you hot that you had to look up at him, that he was broader than you, knew that you were curious about the ink in his skin, the flash of silver in his tongue when he talked. you didn’t hide it very well, the way you went faraway when he talked, took a second to get your response together. all it took was the rumble of his voice in his chest, the sight of his hands pushing his hair back from his face.

you drank him in with the sweetest, faraway look on your face. just gone, gone, gone. big, glassy eyes, pouty mouth hanging open just a smidge. looking at him all open and trusting, like a dumb bunny, like the sweetest little doll. looking at him like you needed him -- needed him to keep you full, to give you a soft place to land, to do right by you. it made him want to squeeze your face between his fingers, bite at your neck, whisper into the skin it’s ok, honey, y’don’t have to worry your pretty little head about anything, y’just let me worry about all of it, just empty it all out for me, i’ll do the rest. you needed it so bad -- and eddie was made to give it to you. he knew it. knew that you knew it too.

he just had to let it all unfold as it would. just had to wait for it. but eddie was nothing if not patient -- it was just a matter of time. it’s all just time, eds.

#eddie munson #dark!eddie munson #dom eddie munson #eddie x reader #eddie x y/n #eddie x black!reader #black!oc #black!y/n #eddie munson smut

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amethystviolist · 2 months

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Do you have a topic you can give a speech about with no research? Would you like to share the speech?

*Asks are sent for fun, no pressure to answer

My friend group has been trying to schedule "powerpoint night" to give silly little presentations on anything we like (one friend is planning to detail his questionable taste in fictional men, for example). I'm still debating a fun topic for this but I'm very tempted to do something LOTR-themed!

I could very easily give a speech broadly covering Tolkien's conlangs or a more specific speech on the fan-developed content in relation to Khuzdul (evolution of certain terms, replacing of some terms after expansion by TDS, the sheer scope of TDS's contributions, etc.). Another friend of mine suggested I make a case for the canonness of movie!Bagginshield, though I think I might be a bit too embarrassed to do that in front of people irl. I also know a lot of behind-the-scenes LOTR movie facts, though perhaps not enough to give a whole speech on it.

Other things I could probably give a speech on:

why pet cats should not be allowed unrestrained outside

shallow overview of language acquisition theories

why The Hunger Games novels are actually great pieces of literature to analyze (and it could be argued they are only marketed as YA for capitalism reasons and perhaps could more accurately be classed otherwise)

Thanks for the question!

#if anyone genuinely wants any of these in full hmu #asks

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davekat-sucks · 2 months

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"Fun fact" Anon here!

Wow you misunderstood what I was saying so much it's actually kind of impressive. No prob tho, I'd just like to clarify by explaining a bit slower, because I do think the whole thing is fun. In case it needs to be said, my initial ask was partially a response to this anon:

"Idk if this is an unpopular opinion but it annoys me when trolls use the word gay or any kind of LGBT-type language when none of the have a historical or societal context of any of those concepts or words, they think the distinction of sexualities is silly, they wouldn't understand using gay as an insult or a term of endearment, fucking stop it."

What I was saying is that this anon is both right and wrong. Because of a flaw in homestuck's writing, it ends up contradicting itself in such a way that Alternia is implied to have at least the concepts of distinct sexualities one moment, and then not have them the next. I consider that a "fun fact" because sometimes it's fun peeking behind the curtain of how things are written. Like knowing how Tolkien's misspelling of dwarfs as dwarves resulted in the ability to copyright the misspelling. Mistakes happen, and then they result in a distinct identity.

I think it'd be more useful for us to stop thinking and interacting with Alternia as a real place that's being explained to us linearly, and appreciate it as a construct of fiction that's being written linearly. Alternia is innately full of contradiction because it is written that way, sometimes by mistake and but also by purpose. From a writing perspective, if you base an alien society off of your own, it will always be skewed in weird ways informed by your own biases, our reality that we take for granted. In Homestuck's case, Alternia is alternative earth in the many ways the the writer doesn't bother to change, but also differentiated by the ways it does change. It can be intentional or unintentional, but both become canon once they're written and published each update.

Now, the flaw in the writing is because, again, Alternia is a place written, not one that exists and is being described with all factors about itself already known. I bring up the order of pages because that is the order of how the fiction is written and presented. Homestuck is a nonlinear story in which outlines are written ahead of time, so it can organize its nonlinear storytelling, but the writing in the pages themselves are written fairly linearly. In writing we call this macro (outline) and micro (the things like sentences and paragraphs). There's a joke about this in the Simpsons, where Lisa questions how a hamster can write mystery novels, and the answer is that he writes the ending first and works backwards. But that only works in the outline, which can be done in any order. Few people write micro backwards, because it's hard to write the end of sentence before you know the start, it's just not how we do grammar. That's something that the aliens from Arrival (2016) could do.

In hivebent, the micro writing of individual pages are being written with the bias that since Alternia is based on earth, they would naturally have concepts of sexuality as much as they have the concept of gender. Even though Alternia is meant to be very very different, the presence of sexuality and gender are just taken as granted because it's like Earth. Kanaya is initially written to be gay. Feferi is initially written to be straight, and her going out the way to mention same sex attraction implies that this would be in some way the more tolerant option, which wouldn't be necessary if Alternia didn't have distinct sexualities, ergo, it does (at that point). The decision to make Alternia not like Earth in that way just hasn't been made yet.

And then, by coincidence Future Arachnids Grip happens. It's not so vital a joke as to be planned out in advance, but who on earth can ignore all caps FAG when it comes up? It also raises the opportunity for a joke, an opportunity which is swiftly and mindlessly taken in the moment. To continue establishing the trolls as alien, this thing that stands out to the audience is treated as a big whatever by Karkat. The contents of pages a hundred pages ago aren't being factored in or considered. But now, so many pages after trolls having sexualities is established, we're establishing that fag isn't a slur on alternia. Because yeah that's a funny little joke, but the decision to make it retroactively changes the world building which was once just taken as being the same as earth to being one of the things different from earth.

So whoopsie, like so many writers do, you accidentally contradicted yourself. It happens, but now the writing is set in stone, and you just have to start working on the outline of the next Act. The next act being Act 5 Act 2. The Act 5 Act 2 that starts out with Karkat and John's conversation that settles the contradiction and sides with the later joke, because that is the funnier of the two options. The explanation is diegetically addressed to John, but it is exposition to the audience, in case anyone remembers the whole deal those many pages ago.

And btw, the "Not homophobic parent" is the trope of a parent trying to awkwardly indicate that they're totally cool if you're gay by, well, doing exactly as Feferi did and adding the idea of same sex attraction on at the end them asking if you have a gf/bf. Tbh, I think if you don't know what that is, or are at least able to use context clues to take a guess, it makes me question why you so often commentate on LGBTQ+ stuff. Because no offense, it seems you aren't proficient enough in the most basic of concepts to speak so critically. If you didn't know what it is, that's really the kind of thing you ought be reading the comic for, to better understand certain LGBTQ+ experiences.

It's because some of the context behind it isn't fully related to LGBT type of themes. Most of it is based on projection. Feferi's condescending (get it ha) to people like Eridan shouldn't be that read that deep. It's just reaching at this point. At best for Feferi's arc if Hussie didn't treat her like shit, is that she accepts that Sollux left her for Feferi, Eridan is shit (no duh), and none of her other friends like Karkat, Kanaya, or Terezi gave a shit about her death and only found solace in Nepeta because of their mind fused together as a kernelsprite. It's not so much about romance as it is just that Feferi had been surrounded by shitty people and needs to associated with better ones she can trust. Slurs do exist, but in the form for things like race, not sexuality. Like how Mituna called Meenah a 'chumbucket' and 'wader' in Openbound. There probably is something equivalent to the N-word in Alternia. But nobody knows what it could be and the fandom is too scared to try and come up with one. Unless Chumbucket or Wader is the actual N-word for sea dweller trolls. Cause then that means Mituna just called Meenah a damn dirty nigga Part of Alternia's messy worldbuilding is because Hussie likes to make shit up on the fly if he thinks it is funny or awesome. That's why we even have the description of the classes for the aspects being so freaking short because Andrew Hussie didn't think much through. I also would never think Alternia is an alternative Earth. That stuff from their world should never be practiced in real life. From hemospectrum and of course, quadrants. The writing makes it a point how fucked up it is and how accepting and normalized it is within the troll group. Them playing Sgrub is trying to teach them how to move on from such beliefs and move on to build a new world on their own without it. Not like twelve trolls ruling over humans would be any better, but it's not as worse as Sea Queen Hitler and the shit she did to Earth. Is there a fanventure or fanfic that explores the Beta Trolls actually reaching their goal after Sgrub and took over Earth? I wanna see that. The John and Karkat moment was also meant to be as a joke as well to tell the audiences it WAS a joke that Karkat purposely called Vriska a FAG with no remorse. John and Karkat being mouthpieces and examples to tell that whoever was angry when that joke happened pages ago, can go fuck themselves. Most of jokes in Homestuck is made to say "fuck you" to the audiences to get a reaction out of anybody.

#homestuck #homestuck fandom

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