but it was fun to say the least

Dating Levi Ackerman headcanons. 💓

Originally posted by tatakaeeren

A/N: Do you guys understand how happy this made me? Send help pls

+ He’s an interesting boyfriend to say the very least.
+ You and him are polar opposites. You’re fun, carefree and bubbly then there’s Levi who’s serious, stoic and feared.
+ Besides your beauty, your personality is what really drew him to you. In a way he admired the fact that you could be so positive through everything.
+ It was definitely really hard to get him to open up to you when you two first started dating. In fact, many people had no idea that you were together for the first three months.
+ You started to believe he wasn’t really interested in you.
+ It was until one night you were in his office and he wasn’t paying any attention to you because he was doing work and you just lost it.
+ “Maybe this whole thing was a mistake..”
+ You got up and headed towards the door but Levi stopped you by grabbing your hand. You turned around to look at him and you soon found his lips crashing onto yours. The first kiss you both shared together and it was spectacular.
+ “Don’t be stupid, brat.”
+ “I- Wha- Okay.”
+ Levi is very protective over you.
+ He’s always pushing you past your limit during training because he wants you to be the strongest you that you can be. Mentally and physically.
+ You’re very territorial over your man.
+ He’s Levi fucking Ackerman. So many girls want to get in his pants and it pisses you off to no end.
+ “What’s your problem, brat?”
+ “She has looked over here at you way too many times in my book and if she keeps staring at you- I don’t know what I’m gonna do but I’m gonna do it!”
+ Levi low key thinks your the most adorable thing when you’re mad because you go off on these ramblings and you get all pouty. You think you’re trying to be intimidating but it’s actually the opposite.
+ PDA isn’t Levi’s thing but it’s definitely yours.
+ You like to randomly walk up to him and peck him on the lips then skip away innocently.
+ He always bitches at you about it but yet he always kisses you back when you do it.
+ You feed him because sometimes he forgets to eat.
+ You’re the only one who can make his tea.
+ His sleeping schedule is so shitty.
+ You literally have to drag him to bed away from his desk.
+ He likes to sleep on top of you listening to your heartbeat while you cradle his head.
+ He hates rainy days. Those are the only times where he doesn’t work. He locks himself in his room.
+ “Levi? Open up… I’m worried..”
+ You understand why but he has yet to open up about their deaths to you. You’re not upset with him though, when he’s ready, you’re ready.
+ Slapping his booty when he walks by.
+ “Did- did you just slap my ass?”
+ “Yes, I did. You could bounce a dime off that thing.”
+ also, BOOTY DRUMS. You always tap on his butt to a random tune because you say its good luck.
+ “Why the hell are you harassing my ass?”
+ “Oh Levi, its for good luck!”
+ Every time the corps goes on an expedition Levi gets anxious for your well being. He has an eye on you the whole time.
+ Everyone ships you two so fucking hard.

anonymous asked:

There was a Say Yes to the Dress marathon and now I'm in the wedding mood. I guess, how would Jotaro (part 3 or 4 idc) and Josuke propose to their s/o? How long would they be engaged and how big would the wedding be? I just binged read through your blog and it's cool! Thank you and I hope this isn't too weird of an ask!

I accidentally deleted what I was writing, ayy ;-; Thanks for requesting this, it wasn’t weird at all! I hope you like this, at least I had a lot of fun writing it c:

Jotaro Kujo.

Be sure Jotaro would’ve been thinking of proposing from long time before he actually does the thing. He wanted to do it right, it had to be the right moment, the right words, the right actions. Not somewhere public, definitely. He’d preferably be doing it someway more private and traditional. Like, for example, a romantic dinner at his (or their, if they’re already living together) place.

His s/o would’ve inmediately noticed Jotaro was up to something. The nice music, the decorated place, was that homemade food? Who would’ve thought Jotaro was such a good cook. It was too strange for not being a special date. But as soon as he started to talk about both of them as a couple and the future that lied ahead, it was kinda obvious where the conversation was heading. And when he took out the beautiful ring he bought for the ocassion, he showed a even more beautiful smile after hearing his s/o saying yes.

The ceremony would be very small so organizing it wouldn’t be any kind trouble, with only the members of the families and close friends as guests. I personally like the Everybody Lives AU in where the Crusaders are able to attend to Jotaro’s wedding. Holly’s crying, Joseph’s crying, even Sadao was there. 

Jotaro in a white suit. Just. Imagine Jotaro with a white suit. It’s perfect. Now imagine Jotaro in a white suit saying his vows, yes, he wrote them himself. If that doesn’t make his s/o cry, I don’t know what could.

Anyway, simple wedding, very intimate, but really beautiful and special. The memories of that day are something he’ll keep on his heart forever.

Josuke Higashikata.

Josuke’s proposition and wedding would be completely different. He’d take his s/o in a nice date to Morioh’s finest places and would make reservations for the most expensive and luxurious restaurant… in where he’d propose to his s/o with a diamond (hehe) ring. Boy he had been saving for it. He’d want to put it in his s/o’s hands making a little number, like capturing the attention from the people there, kneeling in front to his s/o like a fairytale prince and asking the classical, “Will you marry me ,____?” 

When he gets the yes, all the people present would cheer to the now engaged couple too as they share a sweet kiss, the cherry on top of the night,

He’s not going to let the chance to make a great celebration pass by, so they’d be engaged for a year or so. Between his job, organizing the party, saving the money, and stand users, it’s not that easy to transform his dream wedding into something real.

When the big day has finally come. Josuke is looking fine as hell, but he sees his s/o walking to the altar, and they’re glowing in his eyes. Josuke has never seen someone so beautiful. 

Expect at least half Morioh attending the ceremony. Josuke is a model citizen and everyone wants to be present in the special day of this sweetheart. Of course, Okuyasu and Koichi are his best men, as it had to happen.

And after the wedding comes… the after party! It’s a hell of a party, honestly. Morioh has never held something so fun. There would even be people who will try to sneak in without an invitation, lol. There’d more fun for them when they return home (if you know what I mean) but they’re too tired to do anything.

There’s probably a photo album of that day that Josuke loves to check from time to time.

Random personal post, but I feel the need to say this. To thank all of you.

 Lately my personal life is a little hard for me again. I’m not in the best place, mentally, but I’m trying. Too many times for too many different reasons (not really important right now) I’ve felt worthless, useless and feeling like I’m living a life with no actual purpose. But when I get messages from you, when you tell me that this silly blog of mine gives you a little joy in your life, it’s your place to escape - it means a world to me. Because even if that’s all I can do right now, running a fan blog, but if by doing it I actually can help someone else and give them at least a little bit of fun and laugh - isn’t it also a purpose? Something worth to be here? SO thank you❤️❤️❤️❤️ forever for also helping me this way. For giving me a reason. I’m not saying this to fish for more messages like this, god forbid! I just want to share my gratitude for having you all in my life, because it’s not only Tohos who are making this experience amazing. And wanted to let you know how much your one simple nice message can do to someone, how much it can change, so please don’t be afraid to send them when you feel like it. Thank you once again :3333 

Wanna One as Brothers
  • Jisung: The older brother that acts overprotective all the time. He just wants his siblings to be safe and loved. Will never forget a birthday and makes the best presents.
  • Sungwoon: The older brother who is always busy. When he’s around you will be dragged into a movie or series marathon. Won’t let you leave before you watched at least 10 episodes together.
  • Minhyun: Also an older brother who’s not around that much. Says he won’t help you with your homework, when you have a mental breakdown he’s already finished it for you in secret. He just wants to see you try rlly.
  • Seongwoo: The older brother that loves to bully you for fun. Never fails to cheer you up though. Hugs are for free.
  • Jaehwan: The older brother that you can’t take seriously. Will mock you for everything you do. Will also make you regret life choices. Laughs at you all the time, but will always be there if you need him.
  • Daniel: The about same age brother that looks like he’s older than you but behaves like the youngest sometimes. Wants a lot of extra affection. Will give great emotional support.
  • Jihoon: The about same age brother that all the girls like. You just don’t get why, since you’re the only one who know his real side. Always gets treated like the golden boy.
  • Woojin: Most likely a twin. Just can’t deal with your life choices sometimes. But when the going gets rough he’ll go with you thick and thin not questioning you for one second.
  • Jinyoung: The slightly younger brother that needs your protection all the time. Cries in secret. Needs a lot of emotional support.
  • Daehwi: The younger brother that acts like an older brother most of the time. Will turn into toddler when food gets served. Just wants you to give him a piggyback ride.
  • Lai Guanlin: The silent younger brother who only hangs around inside his room. Will let you use his gaming console once or two times a month.
Lord of time personality

General
Expert time management
Relentless
“Just you wait…”
Utterly enchanted by death
Most likely has a learning disability of some kind
More than willing to do the same thing over and over, but only if it’s for their enjoyment or plans
Way too good at knowing what happens next
“If I’m going down, everything is coming with me”
Lying in wait, preparing themselves for the right moment
Restless, to say the least. They’re addicted to progress
Understands chaos. They probably thinks it’s fun or at the very least, amusing
Can’t stop, won’t stop
“Time is an illusion at best. It’s an opinion at worst. At the very best it’s /my/ opinion”
Everything dies eventually and they are on the front lines of that
Takes their time. That being said, things are as fast or slow as they want it to be
Surprisingly good at time shenanigans???
“This isn’t over!”
“This isn’t according to my plan, WTF IS GOING ON”
Achievement is important, but so is the journey. If the achievement is good enough, then fuck the journey


Social
Things will go their way, sooner or later. Nagging, bullying, lying, forcing someone’s hand, whatever works
They are naturally talented at making things go their way, no matter how long it takes.
Effectively lead with an iron fist

Good
Their determination is incredible
Amazing at deadlines
Near impossible to crack under pressure
Great at planning
Confident as hell
Consistent as hell

Bad
Impatient as fuck and constantly jumps the gun
Likes death just a biiiiiit too much
“There’s only one way. My way.”
Utterly ruthless
Defiance and disagreement is just asking for them to unload stupid bullshit on you
Stuck in their ways

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Yuri Plisetsky ★ Outfit Appreciation!
↳ I just really really liked that one manga panel, okay?

and like, Jonas has a little bit of a hard time warming up to Even. not because he doesn’t like him, or doesn’t think his jeans always look just right, or doesn’t enjoy the way Even always towers over Isak the way Isak towers over him, but because he remembers Isak’s face as he walked out of that party, hood and shoulders and wall up, the way he seemed a shadow of his former self in those days after it, an even more distant memory of the boy who asked him to sing Jason Mraz by the lake all those months ago. and Even knows, sees the way Jonas hangs back when Magnus comes in for a hug, sees how he doesn’t always engage in the conversation like Mahdi does, and so Even asks him about it one evening, Isak a warm and soft and sleepy presence against him, Jonas cool and distant on the other chair. they talk about school, about mistakes, a little, about that cool new vintage shop that just opened near Even’s house. then the subject of Isak comes up, the subject of pasts, of wanting to do it over but better this time, both Even and Jonas getting a little bit defensive, because this is about their Isak, their boy, someone who probably shouldn’t get hurt, at least for a little while. and it’s not fighting, not really, but at one point Jonas does ask him a little bit annoyedly, where did you come from anyway. there’s a beat, then Even lifts his eyebrows, shrugs and nods towards Isak, tells Jonas, his wildest dreams and that’s the story of how Jonas and Even became best friends.

Writing Characters that Slowly Descend Into Madness

Okay y'all this is one of my absolute favorite tropes / character arcs / whatever you want to call it. I’ve written at least two characters that end up twisted and deranged… While it’s fun to do, it can be a little difficult to nail down, so I thought I’d share some tips! 

From Avatar the Last Airbender’s Azula to Gollum, characters often think that they can handle the Ultimate Power™ when they really can’t. These corrupted characters and their character arcs can be tricky to write, so here’s some pointers! 

  • The character to be corrupted should have a one track mind. Your character needs to have a goal in mind, one that (at least in their eyes) requires the Ultimate Power™. This goal can be as simple as world domination, or as complex as “I need to get revenge on this specific person in this specific manner, or else I won’t be satisfied.” It’s up to you, but you need to make sure that your character’s every action revolves around this central goal.
    Or, if your character has two motivations, like reconciling themselves to their family while simultaneously saving the world, make sure they can only do one of them! This will cause lots of conflict and it will be great..
  • Get used to writing internal conflict. In one of my novels, the main character has the power to clean the world’s water supplies, but her friends disapprove for…complicated reasons. She has something of a mental breakdown, wondering if she should be doing what she is. Internal conflict is a great way to show your character being pulled in two different directions; after all, tearing our characters apart is the name of the game. 
  • Make sure your character thinks that they are using their Ultimate Power for good. Even if they’re not. Especially if they’re not. When you can follow a villain’s logic and understand why they are doing the horrific things they are, they become that much creepier.
  • The Ultimate Power must be so attractive that your character can’t help but use it. The only way your character can be corrupted by power is if they use this power. Therefore, they must use it often. Whether this be a superpower, power that comes from the crown on their head, or dark magic, make sure your reader gets plentiful helpings of seeing the character use it.
  • Don’t be afraid to take it slow. Characters descend into madness, they don’t plummet into it. Let your character spiral slowly downwards, let them saunter casually into their twisted ways of thinking.
  • If they can’t be redeemed, they should probably die. Characters that have gone power mad really only have two options: redemption or death. Sometimes your character can pull out of their downward spiral and recognize their mistakes. This may lead to them siding with the very people they had been against, like Magneto teaming up with Prof X to fight a Bigger Baddie. Or they could just admit their mistakes and go on their way, like Mystique occasionally does.
    But if you can’t find a way to redeem your character (or don’t want to), then you should probably consider killing them off. Characters mad with Ultimate Power™ are usually unsustainable, and will usually self destruct at some point.

A character who descends into their madness and power-craziness and has a descent that is really well written can be super engaging. They are, at least, my personal favorite to write and read about. Have fun, and happy writing!

If there’s a writing thing you want to see me post about or you just wanna say hi, go ahead! I’d love to hear from you.

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Look! It’s Bendy, that little dancin’ devil darlin’ and Boris the Wolf, here to sing a silly song! I wonder what wacky adventures those two will end up in today! 

Love this game and these two <3

I’M VERY TIRED

AND NOBODY ELSE THREW THEMSELVES AT THE TUM BOMB SO ANYWAY I’M DRINKING FOREVER 





Victor is pretty drunk - not like, climb on top of a castle and yell he’s Yuri’s future, so take that, Yuri’s imaginary past lovers!!!!!! drunk, but drunk enough to lose what vague idea of personal space he has. He’s cuddled up to Yuri’s lap with his nose shoved under Yuri’s shirt. He’s kind of humming, although he might just be talking to himself in Russian. It kind of tickles, the feeling of his lips moving and his voice buzzing against Yuri’s skin. It must look stupid, but everybody is just giving fondly amused looks to them.

Yuri’s kind of drunk too, so it’s okay. He strokes Victor’s head, under Yuri’s shirt.

Victor croons quietly.

“What?” says Yuri.

“Tum,” says Victor, pulling his head out of Yuri’s shirt for a second. “Tummy tum tummmmm, you have a tuummmmmm.”

For a split second Yuri wonders if Victor is making fun of him. It’s true that he’s put on a little weight during the off season, but he hadn’t thought it was that bad. Not as bad as after Vicchan died, at least. His heart gives an unpleasant thump.

Then Victor nuzzles in with the happiest sigh he’s ever heard, like a poodle settling down in the middle of the bed and leaving you six inches to do your best in, and kisses his stomach. He gives it ten or twelve little butterfly kisses, like he can’t help himself. “Yuri’s so sweet like this,” he says. “Yuri’s so beautiful.”

Yuri blushes, but he curls his hand around the tender curve of Victor’s skull. This is ridiculous. He loves Victor so much it feels like his heart is going to burst out of his chest. He’s so happy.

“You’re very weird,” he tells the lump of Victor’s head. “I can’t believe I’m going to marry you.”

Victor says, just loud enough for Yuri to hear, but quiet enough so that Yuri wonders if he knows he’s saying it out loud: “I can’t believe it either.”

Vodka

This is sorta lame and cheesy, but it’s basically just a fluffy Imagine about Tom being a cute boyfriend and taking care of his drunk girlfriend💗
Author’s Note: This is a oneshot inspired by sorta me? My mom had a party and made a ton of mixed drinks, and because I’m a dumb baby that never drinks, I forgot that vodka literally punches you in a face when you drink too much of it? Anyways, I got drunk and ended up crying to one of my cousins for about 40 minutes about all the reasons why I love Tom? Apparently, I’m even more cheesy and sentimental drunk than I am sober, who knew lol?

Vodka
She giggled to herself, ankles knocking into each other as she braced herself on the door of her apartment. She was absolutely, completely, and undeniably smashed. Truly, she couldn’t even remember how she’d gotten this way, but then again, she could barely recall her uber ride home.
Her hands kept shaking and she couldn’t find the correct key to fit itself into the doorknob. At this rate, she’d be out all night.
Tom paused the film he was watching and glanced back towards the front door. He was pretty sure that he could hear someone out there, but it was probably just their neighbor’s being noisy. Allowing the film to regain his full attention, he did his best to ignore the strange sounds outside, until he heard something that replicated her giggle.
His eyebrows knitted together in confusion. She was supposed to be at a sleepover with her best friends, not coming home at one in the morning? Tom got up and made his way over to the window by the door. Peeking out, he saw that the giggle outside indeed belonged to her, and she appeared to be struggling hugely with the task of opening the door.
Quickly crossing to help her inside, Tom yanked open the door and barely had time to catch her as she crashed in on top of him.
“Tom!” She yelped excitedly, making no effort to move off of him, instead cuddling further into him, while he laid sprawled across the floor with her lying on his chest. “Do you wanna hear a joke? It’s so dirty and I know how you love dirty things!” She explained innocently, her eyelashes tickling his neck.
Tom chuckled, “Darling, come on up here. We’ve gotta close the door.”
“Okay, I’ll tell you!” She leaned over him, “What did Cinderella do when she got to the ball?”
“You’re absolutely wrecked.” Tom laughed, taking in her mussed up appearance. She still looked good, how could she not? Her skirt was just shorter, her breasts were more exposed than she’d be comfortable with sober, and her eyemakeup was slightly smudged. Her hair tumbled down her back in messy waves and she teetered on her high heels.
If she had come home sober, Tom would’ve dragged her off to bed with him, but alas, she was drunk and needed to be taken care of.
“She gagged!” His girlfriend giggled, finishing up the butt of her joke. “Do you get it?”
Tom burst out laughing and cradled the back of her head as he rolled her onto her side so that he could get up to lock the door. “Yes, baby, I do. Where’d you hear that one?”
She didn’t even seem to have registered what he asked her because, in response, she said, “I don’t think I’d be Cinderella if I was a disney princess. She gags, but not me. I don’t gag, unless you make me.”
“Oh my gosh, you’re going to be so embarrassed in the morning.” Tom said, slipping his hands beneath her arms to pick her up. Helping her down the hallway to their bedroom, he asked, “Darling, how come you’re not with your friends right now?”
She blinked her eyes slowly and licked her lips. “We were all talking, and drinking. So, so, so much drinking. Did you know that vodka is strong? Like, it’s so strong, because, I’m not sure if you can tell, but,” She leaned closer to his chest and pressed herself up onto her tippy toes to whisper in his ear, “I’m kinda drunk right now.”
Turning his head towards her, he decided to play along, “Are you serious? I’d had no clue.”
“Well, yes! Anywho,” She dragged out the last letter of anywho before she tripped over herself again.
Tom caught her and slipped a firmer hand around her waist. “Anywho?” He pressed.
“We were all talking about our boyfriends, and how much we love them, because, I love you so much. And then, we started talking about the stuff we do with our boyfriends.” She paused in the hallway to poke Tom’s chest, “That’s my favorite shirt on you.”
“Darling, I’m not wearing a shirt?” Tom said, cocking his head to the side.
“I know,” She smiled, “That’s why it’s my favorite.” She gestured to Tom’s exposed midriff, “This is all great. Like, you look so good. The best.”
Tom dissolved into laughter and shook his head, “My silly, drunk girl. What are we going to do with you?”
“Well, you see, what I’d like you to do with me is make-out. That’s really why I came home. We started talking about some things,” She cupped her hand around Tom’s ear and whispered, “Sexy time things. And we all agreed that I should come home to you so that we could do the sexy time things. Because, I wanna do them, with you.”
Finally crossing the threshold of their bedroom, Tom placed her gently onto the bed and tried to ignore her last statement. Yes, she was his girlfriend. Yes, she’d just told him that she wanted him, and yes, he obviously wanted her too. But, she was drunk, much too drunk to consent to sex with him.
Tonight, Tom would be a good boyfriend and take care of her, but, in the morning, Tom would be a good boyfriend and he’d give her at least 2 orgasms with 2 advil pills to chase away her headache before breakfast.
“Sweet girl, we can’t right now. You’ve been drinking too much, you’re absolutely wasted.” Tom tried to reason with her.
“No, no I’m not. If I was drunk, could I do this?” She took a deep breath, “‘May I feel said he/ (I’ll squeal said she/ just once said he) It’s fun said she/ (May I touch said he/ How much said she/ A lot said he) Why not said she.”
Tom cut her off, “Sweetheart, nothing you say matters right now, you’re too drunk. Now just let me help you out of that dress.” Shaking his head, Tom laughed as he walked over to her with an oversized sweatshirt of his in his hand. Only she would be able to quote E.E. Cummings completely inebriated.
Kneeling in front of her, Tom lifted one of her feet onto his lap to unbuckled her high heeled shoe. Undoing the clasp and carefully removing the heel, he pressed a tender kiss to the top of her foot.
“You know, I like it a lot better when you’re on your knees for a different reason.” She pouted, sitting up to watch him.
Tom chuckled again as he began to remove her other shoe, “Trust me darling, so do I. Roll over-” He didn’t even get to finish his sentence when she interjected.
“Are you gonna spank me?” She asked, rolling over. Her tiny dress had ridden up even more and Tom had to bite down on his lower lip and clasp his hands together to prevent himself from doing just that.
“You’re making this really difficult.” Tom muttered.
“Then do something about it. I thought bad girls got spankings?” She teased him, eyeing the hardness growing within his pajama bottoms.
“Stop it, I’m trying to take care of you and you’re making it really hard.” Tom groaned.
“I can tell,” She giggled.
“For fucks sake,” Tom rolled his eyes, “I’m going to help you out of the dress, and that’s all the touching I’m going to do tonight. Then, I’m going to take off your makeup, and you’re going to go to sleep.”
“Tom,” She whined, wriggling around on the bed, “I don’t wanna. I want you to do me.”
Tom laughed, “You’re going to die in the morning, oh my gosh. You’re such a child.”
“Ugh!” She whined and flattened out onto the mattress.
Sitting down behind her on the bed, Tom rolled her over and unzipped the back of her dress. He did his best to not look, but the zipper kept getting caught in her hair, and he couldn’t ignore the soft skin of her back. He saw that she’d chosen to wear the pretty, light pink, lace bra that she’d been wearing the first time they’d had sex. Groaning over the memories, he helped her rid her body of the confining fabric of her dress and had slid his sweatshirt over her body.
She turned to lay on her back, “Will you at least kiss me?”
“Yes,” Tom placed a soft kiss on her mouth, “Do you wanna get up to go to the bathroom to take off your makeup, or do you want me to do it for you here?”
“Hmmm, here.” She sat up and stuck her hands inside of the sweatshirt, only to toss her bra off seconds later.
Tom’s eye lingered on her chest as he got up to retrieve her makeup wipes.
“I love youuuuu.” She said, hugging herself to his chest after Tom had successfully cleansed her face of all traces of makeup. “You’re my favorite, even though you refuse to fuck me.”
Tom tucked the duvet under her chin and crawled in behind her. He kissed her temple and curled an arm around her, “I love you too darling.”
He prayed to the high heavens above that she wouldn’t feel his excitement poking her in the back while she drifted off and into dreamland.

Fanfiction Vocab

As anyone who follows my main blog knows, I have a definite shipper bias. I actually became interested in the language while searching for endearments I could have Spock say to Jim in my fanfiction. Whoever you ship, if a Vulcan is included and you create fanworks, it can be really interesting to include some Vuhlkansu.

So for a fun post on this early-summer Friday (at least in my part of the world), I’ve compiled a list of vocabulary and phrases that might be relevant to shippers and fanfiction writers.

Also, if anyone knows of writers using the language in their fics, let me know! I’d eventually like to compile a Vulcan language-specific fic rec list to share on this blog.

Relationship Status

Bondmate/Spouse Telsu
Husband Sa-telsu; adun
Fiancé Sa-kugalsu
Fiancée Ko-kugalsu
Lover Ashausu
Wife Ko-telsu; adun'a

Sexual Orientation

Asexual (adj.) Riguv-, riguvik
Bisexual (adj.) Dah-guv-, dah-guvik
Bisexuality Dah-guv'es
Homosexuality Ka-ashau'es
Homosexual man Sa-ka-ashausu
Homosexual woman/lesbian Ko-ka-ashausu
Heterosexuality Vath-ashau'es Heterosexual man Ba-vath-ashausu
Heterosexual woman Ko-vath-ashausu

Endearments

Beautiful Vaksurik
Beloved (n.) Ashayam
Beloved, darling, sweetheart (n.) Ashal-veh
Beloved, darling (adj.) Ashal-, Ashalik
Cute Petakov(-)
Love (n.) Ashaya

Romantic Vocabulary

Embrace Nartaya (n.), nartau (v.)
Finger embrace (n.) Ozh’esta
Honeymoon (n.) Wuhr-sa'le
Kiss Shok (n.), Shok-tor (v.)
Love Ashaya (n.), ashau (v.)
Loving (adj.) Ashaun-, ashaunik
Love potion Ashau-krel-masu
Love story Ashaya-var

Sexual and Anatomical Vocabulary

Anal Pekh-razh-, pekh-razhik*
Anus Pekh-razh*
Body Vukhut
Breast Thak
Clitoris Ko-Lok
Copulate Az’ir’kh’ar
Ejaculate (v.) Khrasau
Ejaculation Khrasaya
Erect Abul-, abulik (adj.)
Erection Abun
Erotic Guv-dau-, guv-dauk
Penis Lok
Mate (v.) Katelau
Nipple Thasek-gonaf
Sexual Guvik
Sexual favors Dihrf
Vagina Keshtan-ur*
Vaginal Keshtan-urik*
Vulva Kotik si-guv-kruslar/b

*Thanks to the ultra-logical Vulcans, these aren’t exactly the sexiest terms, so use them with caution in your fics: keshtan-ur literally means “birth tunnel” and pekh-razh literally means “feces hole.” I humbly suggest that razh, literally “hole,” could serve for any sexy orifice.

Phrases

I cherish thee Taluhk nash-veh k’dular (traditional Vulcan)
I love you Ashau nash-veh tu
Feeling “head-over-heels” for someone Shon-ha-lock/shan’hal’lak (literally the engulfment)

Note: T’hy’la, the word created by Gene Roddenberry meaning “friend/brother/lover,” will eventually have its own post, as there’s too much to cover here.

mermaidelephant  asked:

Any chance we can get some Anabasis or DAV in celebration of Triduum/Holy Week?

Late reply is super late, but better than never I hope.

I’m working on the next DAV fic which would actually be a perfect fit for the Passover / Easter season, with its focus on themes of liberation, but it is, alas, not finished yet.

So in lieu of that (and by way of apology for being gone so long), here’s a snippet of Anabasis.

This one is pretty spoilery, tbh. But Holy Week for me is all about liberation and new life, and this part of the story is definitely that. So when I finally publish the whole of Anabasis, you all can pretend to be surprised…

[In which Anakin finds Palpatine’s collection of Sith holocrons…]

*

The place was dim and musty, and it clanged with the distant echoes of crumbling old machinery. Padmé’s hand drifted uneasily and came to rest on the blaster at her hip. Just in case.

The door Dinsa had stopped before was the seventeenth in a line of identical doors, each unmarked and wholly unremarkable, the sort that might be found in any number of abandoned factories or warehouses in the Works.

But Padmé didn’t fail to notice the way Dinsa stood well back from the door, or the way she and Sabé watched Anakin closely, alert and ready for any sudden directive. Anakin himself was focused intently, seemingly unaware of anyone else around him. Padmé shifted from foot to foot, watching him stand perfectly still, watching the light of memory burn in his eyes.

“Anakin?” she whispered, hesitating only a moment before placing a hand on his shoulder. Warmth bled through his clothing and into her skin.

He blinked slowly, just once, then turned from the door to face her. His mouth curled, far too vicious to be called a smile.

“This is the place,” he said. “I can feel it.”

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For those who like to say Jack was being arrogant or selfish and haven’t even bothered watching his whole comment, here you go. He STARTS OFF saying he didn’t do a good enough job. When he talks about the guys not wanting to win or playing like they want to win, he includes himself, doesn’t name any names, AND says that he loves every guy in his locker room. Hockey is a professional sport. These guys are getting paid millions of dollars to be the best they can be. That includes trying to WIN. I know most of you don’t understand that because you only choose to like/acknowledge the “good” teams, but that’s how professional sports are. Jack knows that it’s his and the team’s job.