advice for writing a stutterer from an actual stutterer;
okay no shade at all I just want all of u to learn and grow and become better writers! so here’s a handy tip list!
we don’t stutter on every word. okay, sometimes it can seem it, but honestly, we don’t, so leave a few words in there to give your readers some breathing room.
we stutter more on specific sounds. for me, f and s sounds are big ones. everyone has their thing and most stutterers have sounds that are harder to get out.
we don’t just stutter at the beginning of words and sentences. okay, honestly this is a big one for me. sometimes, a word starts off really well and goes down the drain at the second syllable! and the stutter doesn’t disappear once we’ve made it past the first word - it clings in there, so don’t forget it.
some of us don’t always stutter. some, not all, of us have what’s known as an anxious stutter, which generally comes alongside anxiety disorders. so, while it may be usually present, when a person with an anxious stutter is particularly comfortable with a situation, it tends to get better (or even almost disappear).
we don’t stutter when we swear. this is why some of us can stutter and stutter and stutter on a word and then shout fuck and everything’s cool. as far as science knows, this is because swearing is from a more primitive part of the brain, and so it bypasses the bit that makes us stutter! it’s so cool honestly.
we don’t stutter when we sing. the biggest two reasons for this one is 1) music comes from a different part of the brain to talking (language=left; music=right), and so it once again bypasses the stutter, or 2) ‘easy voice’, which is the voice that people sing in, is softer and smoother, and the sounds are longer so there’s less opportunity to stutter. either option is way cool but we don’t stutter when we sing.
sometimes, we give up on words. after a certain amount of stuttering on a certain word, you may see a stutterer take a deep breath and either try again, or replace it with a synonym. sometimes that word just won’t fit right in our mouths!
we hate it when people try to guess what we’re trying to say or try to speed us up. this might be a more personal thing for me, but there’s nothing I hate more than that clicky sound people make or the weird hand gestures or being told to “spit it out.” because we can’t control this shit and it gets tiring. it’s better just to let the person get it out and take their time with it, so when you’re writing, keep this in mind!
it gets worse when we’re anxious or stressed, and when we’re excited! I get really really stuttery when I’m enthusiastic about the topic of conversation, because I know so much about that thing that I try to talk really fast and my mouth can’t keep up! it’s the same when I’m anxious or stressed - when there’s more on our minds, the more everything gets a little muddled.
I hope this was helpful! feel free to add on and spread around!
“Try it again,“ I said. "Kiss me.”
“No,” he said.
“No,” And then he smiled. “You kiss me.” I placed my hand on the back of his neck. I pulled him toward me. And kissed him. I kissed him. And I kissed him. And I kissed him. And I kissed him. And he kept kissing me back.”
― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe
Hey, happy belated valentine’s day. have some asadais i was quite busy to post this on time and to aswer to requests but i managed some time (being me not having internet for a day) to finish this. I´m not good at drawing comics but better try and fail than do nothing.
↳He was the cliché bad boy. He was the guy you couldn’t stand. He was the handsome, hot kid who made girls go weak in the knees. He was a brat. You had never liked him one bit, but you had also never gotten involved with anything concerning him. Until one day, when you were in the wrong place, at the wrong time.
A/N: I hope ya’ll have fun reading this. hopefully it quenches some thirst- what? fucken not today teaser got me shook as fuck, I screamed out loud! and thank you so much for all the sweet messages <3 sry for taking so long
there is nothing more beautiful to me than a relationship portrayed on tv as something rooted purely in friendship and understanding and just a mutual respect of one another. Something where two people can always rely on each other, can make each other laugh, can be their best and worse selves around each other and not feel ashamed. Something healthy and realistic and honest and not depicted as an “epic true love” that is toxic and harmful and only ever requires sacrifice. there is absolutely nothing more beautiful than watching healthy relationships develop and grow and become even better.
Loki: Greetings, my love. I have a surprise for you. I’m sure you’ll love it! Please wait in your room.
Y/N: Really?! Thank you! You shouldn’t have. What is it? Tell me please!
Loki: A surprise, love.
Y/N: Can’t I have a hint? Please, please, please!
Loki: Tony is going to have a fit when he sees it, that’s for sure. Ehehehehe!
Loki: I’m going to try and sneak it in. Give me 10 minutes.
Y/N: … You didn’t get me a bilgesnipe, right?
Loki: I considered it but we already have Thor, one is enough. It’s a midgardian animal however.
Y/N: DOG? CAT? BUNNY? PARROT? A STRAY CLINT?
Loki: No, my love.
Loki: At times I really do question your friendship with Barton…
Y/N: Speaking of which, he’s trying to enter the chat. What did you put the password as?
Loki: Don’t worry, he’ll never guess it.
Clint has joined the chat.
Loki: What sorcery….
Clint: Y/N WHY ARE YOU IGNORING MY TEXTS
Clint: I SENT YOU MEMES THAT I NEED YOUR APPROVAL ON
Clint: I FARMED THESE MEMES MYSELF
Clint: Get it? Because I have a farm.
Clint: You… are dating Loki?
Y/N: No! Who said that?
Loki: Er, why would you think that Y/N and I are courting?
Clint: “My love.” A private chat. Surprises! I’m deaf not blind!
Y/N: … We’re really close friends?
Clint: YOU ONLY TALK TO Y/B/F LIKE THAT!
Loki: I’m one of Y/N’s best friends?
Clint: YOU SHUT YOUR LYING MOUTH!
Clint: I’M ONE OF Y/N’S BEST FRIENDS, YOU ARE CERTAINLY NOT ONE OF THEM
Clint: Also what kind of stupid password is “LokiLaufeysonIsTheFutureAndRightfulKingOfAsgardWithHisQueenY/N”?
Y/N: Really babe, really?!
Clint: Seriously judging you, Loki.
Y/N: Of all the possible passwords!
Clint: At least add numbers to make it more challenging!
Loki: It’s a good password! Thor would never guess it!
Clint: Wait, wait, wait. We’re moving off topic. Y/N, how could you not tell me you’re dating this ice sculpture?
Y/N: I was going to! I was just waiting for the right time. Please don’t tell anyone yet! They’re not going to take it well.
Clint: You’re dating a psychopath, of course they won’t!
Loki: I’m not a psychopath,
I’m a highly functioning sociopath.
Clint: Don’t taint Sherlock!
Clint: So, I’m the only one who knows about this?
Loki: Yes, thank Odin.
Clint: It would be a shame
Clint: If the others found out
Y/N: DON’T YOU DARE!
Clint: If only there were donuts to keep my mouth shut
Clint: But there aren’t any…
Clint: Maybe I’ll add the team and ask them if they have any.
Y/N: How many do you want?
Clint: A DOZEN EVERY WEEK FOR THE NEXT 3 MONTHS!
Y/N: Loki, love. Get Clint some donuts, please?
Loki: … Fine.
Clint: And I want to go to Asgard.
Loki: I’ll see what I can do.
Clint: I want the fancy armor too!
Loki: Of course.
Clint: And your helmet.
Loki: Absolutely not!
Clint: Let’s ask the team how they’re doing, shall we?
Y/N: I hate you.
Clint: Love you too, Y/N.
Loki: The helmet is yours but nothing else! Do we have a deal?
Clint: Deal. Remember, hurt my lovely Y/N and you will regret it!
Thor has joined the chat.
Clint: I didn’t tell him.
Thor: Brother! You are courting Lady Y/N?!
Y/N: It’s a good password, you said. Thor would never guess it, you said.
Thor: How could you keep this from me! We are family!
Thor: Did you think I would not be happy for you?
Loki: Do you approve?!
Thor: Of course I do! Lady Y/N is a wonderful person, I could think of no one else better than her for you. Hearty congratulations brother!
Loki: I am surprised… Thank you… Brother.
Thor: But Lady Y/N, I must offer my most sincere and heartfelt apologies to you as my brother is far from wonderful.
Y/N: Don’t worry, Thoreo! Loki has been a marvelous boyfriend.
Clint: So far… And when he messes up, I will be there to fight him.
Loki: Why do you have a cute nickname for Thor…?
Loki: And dammit, Barton! I love Y/N. I would NEVER hurt her.
Thor: We must celebrate! I shall ask Stark to take us to one of the finest dining places on Midgard.
Y/N: THOREO NO
Loki: YOU OAF, DON’T LET ANYONE ELSE KNOW!
Thor has added Tony.
Thor: Better now than never!
Thor has left the chat.
Clint: I’m still getting my donuts despite Tony knowing, right?
Loki: … A chat?
Y/N: …. Surprise!
Tony: Did you cast a spell on Y/N? Is it blackmail? Y/N you can tell me!
Y/N: Tony. I know this must be hard to accept but… Loki and I are in love.
Tony: MY ARC REACTOR HURTS! I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS
Y/N: He’s no longer the man who tried to take over New York and who threw you off a building. Give him a chance, please!
Loki: My love, I know that you are trying to resolve the situation, but perhaps try not to mention my past misdeeds?
Clint: Are we at the part where Tony shoots him with his little blasty things?
Tony has added Natasha, Steve, Bruce.
Clint: We’re all going to kick his ass? I’ll get my bow.
Loki: I thought you were on our side, Barton!
Clint: I still didn’t get my donuts.
Tony: Steve, do something!!
Natasha: I can’t believe I’m saying this but, I think their relationship is good.
Y/N: But Nat, you just found out?
Natasha: I’m a spy, remember?
Tony: Don’t… encourage them!
Natasha: Ever since they started dating, Loki has been nicer, more kind. Less creepy and evil. Which is really good for us.
Steve: Natasha has a point. I don’t think Loki would jeopardize his relationship with Y/N by trying to take over the world and he seems to love her a lot, I don’t think he’d do anything to hurt or upset her.
Tony: HAVE YOU PEOPLE GONE MAD?!
Clint: … Tony. I think we’ve entered an alternate dimension.
Y/N: Stevie, you’re taking this really well…
Steve: Natasha told me about you and Loki as soon as you two started dating.
Clint: BUT NOT ME??????????
Y/N: Awwww you guys, you knew this whole time and didn’t make a big deal about it unlike a certain bird and billionaire here. Thank you Nat and Stevie <3
Steve: Oh I’m trying my best not to punch Loki.
Nat: Not a day goes by when I don’t want to shoot him.
Loki: I can’t blame them.
Steve: But he makes you happy.
Nat: And you make him a better person, so we grudgingly approve.
Loki: Banner, you’re more quiet than usual…
Bruce: I’m just thinking.
Tony: He’s trying to think of ALL THE WAYS TO HURT YOU IF YOU HURT Y/N!
Bruce: Tony is right.
Loki: I will gladly accept becoming one with the floor if I dare hurt Y/N, which I would never.
Y/N: Soooooooo, now that everyone knows, can you all leave?
Tony: WE WILL NEVER GIVE YOU TWO PRIVACY AFTER THIS!
Y/N: Love, did you uh, manage to bring in my surprise?
Loki: Oh yes, ehehehehehehehehe.
Steve: When he laughs/types like that, it means he’s up to something bad.
Loki: I’m feeding it first and then I’ll bring it up to your room.
Tony: What surprise?
Tony: Feeding it?!
Tony: Look, we have enough strays. We took in Loki and Bucky, we can’t take in more.
Nat: What is it?
Bruce: I’m kinda curious too. Spill.
Scott has joined the chat.
Scott: WHY DOES LOKI HAVE A LEMUR
Scott: A LEMUR
Scott: Also, gross. Y/N, why him?
Y/N: DARLING, YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE!
Y/N: NO SERIOUSLY, I’M QUITE CONFLICTED ABOUT THIS
Loki: I remembered how after watching that movie… Madagascar? You said you thought the lemur was cute. Do you not like it?
Clint: Can I pet it?!
Tony: NO WILD ANIMALS IN ME BASE
Scott: THIS LEMUR DOES NOT LIKE ME
Scott: I swear it wants to start a fight
Scott: DO YOU THINK I’M LYING
Scott: AIFPHWEH G GNLKREG
Scott has been disconnected.
Y/N: Is he okay?!
Loki: It attacked him.
Natasha: … I’m not breaking that fight up.
Clint: Who shall come out as the victor? Scott or King Julien II?
Bruce: Probably the lemur.
Tony: I guess we can keep the lemur? Just make sure to keep it out of the lab and my room.
Tony has left the chat.
Steve: I should help Scott…
Steve has left the chat.
Loki: What shall we name him, love?
Clint: I’VE ALREADY NAMED HIM
Y/N: Clint’s name is good.
Loki: Alright, we shall name him Clint.
Y/N: No, I meant King Julien II
Loki: Ehehehe Clint it is!
Clint: .. I’m kinda touched, not gonna lie. Clint Jr. So cute.
Bruce: So now we have a lemur, a raccoon, a hawk, an ant, two spiders, a panther and a falcon.
Bruce: … Can we get a penguin next?
Natasha has left the chat.
Bruce has left the chat.
Clint: What a great day.
Clint has left the chat.
Loki: Finally! I thought they’d never leave.
Y/N: If you’re done settling in Clint Jr. can you come to my room where I’ve been waiting for the past 20 minutes for you?
Loki: To thank me, I presume? ;)
Sam has joined the chat.
Sam has added Bucky.
Loki: STOP IT, YOU IMBECILES!
Sam: OF ALL THE HUNKS ON THIS TEAM,
Bucky: YOU CHOOSE HIM?
Sam: I’m insulted, Y/N.
Bucky: If you ever break up with him Y/N, you know where to find me.
Sam: And me.
Sam has left the chat.
Bucky has left the chat.
Loki: Would you be upset if I set Clint Jr. upon them?
Loki: Consider it, please.
Loki: Clint Jr. has stopped his attack on the bug man. See you soon, love.
You hesitated to open the door. You didn’t even know if Taehyung was going to be there, but something told you that he was. You look through the little peephole as if you didn’t know who was at the door. Your heart sank when you could see all seven figures there. You smiled a little though as Hoseok leaned in close to the little hole and tried to peek back.
You opened the door slowly and greeted the boys, letting them into your apartment.
The next couple of hours went by as they usually would have. Some of the boys raided your fridge, but to their dismay, it was rather empty. Taehyung didn’t bother even looking at you or talking to you, so you wondered why he even bothered to come. He eventually excused himself to get some air on your balcony. You felt a rush of cold air rush into your otherwise warm apartment as he slid the door open. You watched his figure walk out and promptly close the door behind him.
You finally felt a little at ease, but you still didn’t know how to confront him or when. The other guys noticed the strange look on your face.
“This actually worked out well. Less work on our part” Yoongi said out of the blue.
“What?” you ask, furrowing your eyebrows in confusion.
“We actually wanted you and Tae to talk things out but we didn’t really know how to get you two alone. But this works out” Namjoon said.
“Alone? What are you talking about” you asked again.
“Yeah…we’re going to go ahead and go. You two talk and figure this out” Jin said as he and the rest of the boys got up.
“You can do it Y/N!” Jungkook said as he patted your shoulder as he and the rest of the boys walked past you. You stood there in shock. You were finally, quite literally, forced to confront Taehyung.
You finally noticed Jimin standing in front of you, not realizing that he didn’t walk out with the rest of the group.
“You can do this Y/N. We’ll always be here for you, ok? Let me know how it goes” he says with a sad smile. You couldn’t help but smile back, but you could still feel your heart race.
A few moments after the six of them were gone, you awkwardly fidgeted around your living room, constantly checking to see if Taehyung showed any signs of coming back in. After a few more minutes, you had your back faced to the balcony, checking your phone after you received a few messages from Min Joo.
You heard the balcony door open and the cold air once again and you after what felt like a few hours, you turned around. Taehyung looked around the room and he seemed very confused.
“Where are they?” he asked finally. You realized you hadn’t heard his voice in almost two months and you realized just now how much you missed it.
“They uh, just left.” you said, trying to sound calm while it felt like your heart was going to burst out of your chest at any moment. You hated confrontation with a passion.
“Why? You know what, nevermind. I’ll leave too” he said, starting to walk towards the front door behind you.
“Wait! Tae!” you said hurriedly.
Tae. You let the name slip. He probably didn’t like you calling him that. Not anymore at least. But little did you know that it made his heart skip a beat too. He missed your voice just as much as you missed his.
“What?” he asked dryly. He was afraid of showing any emotion because he was scared of forgiving you in a heartbeat.
“C-can we talk?” you ask, not daring to look into his eyes.
“About?” he asks bac.
“A-about us? I-I just want to know what really happened between us” you asked. You were trying so hard not to let the tears form but the stinging in your eyes told you that you didn’t have much longer till you broke.
“I think I already told you how I felt.” he said coldly.
“Taehyung what the hell did I do to you?” you say, wanting to finally get it all out.
He groaned in response.
“Fine, you want to talk? Let’s talk Y/N” he said quite loudly. You flinched in response. “Why are you pretending to be so innocent? I know what you fucking did” he spat out.
“What are you talking about?” you asked, begging him to spill.
“Are you really going to pretend like you don’t know what you did Y/N?” he said, getting louder with almost every word. You could feel the tears start to form in your eyes, blurring your vision.
“I really don’t know what you’re talking about.” you say back.
“The reporter? The article he wrote? The payment? Any of the fucking ring a bell?” he says.
“what? what reporter? what article?” you ask, genuinely confused.
“YOU TALKED TO A REPORTER. YOU TOLD HIM ABOUT ALL THE SECRETS I SHARED WITH YOU. AND YOU EVEN TOOK MONEY AS SOME PAYMENT. DID YOU HONESTLY THINK I WOULDNT FIND OUT?” he was yelling now. If you weren’t scared before, you were now. You had never seen him so angry. He took a glass from the kitchen counter and threw it on the ground. The glass shattered immediately, almost as quickly as your heart.
“Taehyung I never talked to any reporter, let alone take any money.” you say through the tears.
“Oh just shut it. I know the truth, so stop denying it. How…how could you take advantage of our friendship like that? Take advantage of the rest of the members like that?” he asks with a sadness clearly evident in his eyes.
You were full out crying now, with your heart breaking more and more with every word he said.
“Taehyung..I-I d-didn’t.” you said, starting to sob.
“SHUT IT. You..you’re disgusting” he says, heaving.
“You…You really believe that? You think..you think that lowly of me?” you ask slowly, still looking at the ground. “You really think I did something that terrible?”
“I wouldn’t put it beyond you.” he said coldly.
“And nothing I say would make you believe me?” you ask finally.
“What excuse could you possibly give. I would never believe you. You’re no better than the rest of them. Just wait until I tell the rest of guys. I never want to see you again” he spat out.
“I-I guess that’s it then.” you said
Taehyung took one final glance at you. He didn’t know why his heart sank seeing you cry the way you did. The way you looked completely broken. “she deserves it, though” he tells himself as he walks out the door.
A/N: omg finally the confrontation. I think I might go back to texts for the next part if it fits with the plot but I’m not sure yet. Want a part 8? Let me know or I won’t write one ha!
Thanks for all the support so far! It’s been fun writing this series.
A/N; SOOOOOOO This turned out A LOT longer than @dont-run-up and I first intended, but hopefully, everyone enjoys! Leave some comments letting us know what you thought of Incubus!Yoongi~~
Genre; Horror with that good S M UT
Length; long af- 9,800+ words
Kink(s); A sprinkle of Master/Pet, impact play, oral (giving and receiving), creampie, light bondage, etc.
12:00 a.m. The time blared on your friend, Hee Young’s, phone screen. “Come on Y/n,” She jeered, keeping that eager grin and puppy-dog look in her eyes as she gently grasped your biceps, swaying you from side to side. “I wanna play! It’s just a game-” She added, pointing towards the newly purchased Ouija board that sat on your coffee table. Just the sight of it rushed a wave of uneasiness over you.
Shaking your head, your brows furrowed slightly, “I don’t know-” You replied, as anxiety laced your words. “My grandma always told me to steer clear of them, they could allow things into your home and life.”
“Oh my gosh, you don’t really believe all that nonsense, do you?” She asked, giggling through her words while she began to open the board’s box. Unlike you, she was a full-blown skeptic; she wasn’t a believer in anything paranormal, so Ouija was just a game to her and nothing more than that.
God did you wish you could dismiss it the way she could. Though you had never personally experienced anything ghost-wise, you knew plenty of people that had. “Ahh I do, but..” You began, sighing as you decided to give in despite your better judgment, “But I guess we can play, just for a little, at least.”
Heeyoung excitedly clapped while smiling like a dork as she lifted the onyx and pearl colored board and planchette out. “Don’t worry,” She sweetly said, recognizing the nervous expression that painted your face as she placed it onto the glass. “It’s just a game.”
Here’s Mirow, a freshwater leviathan. Infinitely patient and clever, she’s always willing to listen to interesting problems and could, potentially, offer her assistance. It’s just difficult to tell whether Mirow intends to help, or if she’s more interested in getting you to move a little, too, close, to her River. But a 50/50 between being eviscerated or blessed with ancient gator magic is better than nothing, right?
Thanks to everyone who helped me decide on her colors on twitter a while back!
I’ve reached a point where loneliness isn’t as sharp of a pain as it used to be. There were times when it hurt all over, times when I’d find that I didn’t know what to do with myself. And now I kinda just lie here in the numbness, feel my heart beat. I’m here. I’m alive. That counts for something.