the All Around: speaks, reads, and writes both languages pretty well
the Conversational: one language is stronger than the other; can speak the other language a lot better than they read/write it (a lot of kids of immigrants are this type)
the High Schooler: understands what’s being said to them in the other language, can’t really speak it
don’t have your characters randomly drop words from their other language mid-sentence around people who don’t speak it lol
languages are a mindset thing. like personally if i’m around english-speakers, i’m speaking english and i don’t really switch to my other language (which is portuguese)
so like if you’re writing a bilingual character who speaks spanish and have them say something like “hey chad let’s go to the biblioteca” to an english speaker i’ll probably spend 5 minutes laughing and then close your story lmao
exception: the character is speaking in their weaker language and forgot a word (”where are the…? uh… llaves…. keys! keys, where are they?”)
otherwise really the only time your character should be randomly switching languages mid-sentence is if they’re talking to another bilingual
like i don’t speak spanish but i’ve legit never heard a spanish speaker say “ay dios mio” to gringos lmao
conversations between two bilingual people can take a few different forms:
Pick One: they pick one language and kinda stick with it for the whole conversation (a conversation i might have with my portuguese-speaking mom: ”you okay?” “yeah, i’m good. how’re you?” “i’m fine, but your dad-”)
Back-and-Forth: someone says something in one language, the other person replies in the other (”tudo bem?” “yeah, i’m good. how’re you?” “tou bem, mas o seu pai-”)
Combo: they speak a combo of the two languages, a popular example being spanglish, though basically every bilingual has their own combo language (”tudo bem?” “sim, tou bem. how’re you?” “i’m fine, mas o seu pai-”)
when in doubt: just ask a bilingual to look at your stuff and tell you if anything sounds weird
The first time he falls in love with Otabek Altin, he was sixteen years old.
Of all places, it was in Hasetsu. His fingers fumbled with the chopsticks in his hand, and the Kazakh took notice of it. His smile and his words were gentle, humouring, as he placed his hand on top of the Russian’s. Step by step, careful movements, a mother’s tutorial.
There had been something wrong with his heart right then; because just like his jumps on the ice, it flipped inside of his chest - it was a sensation all too powerful and consuming, unfamiliar and terrifying to the boy during the height in the Era of ‘What-the-fuckery’ of teenage years. He had to double check. Triple. Quad. At five his heart would wrench so tightly in his chest he had to excuse himself to leave.
He didn’t remember where he went.
It was somewhere on the ice when he found himself breathing steadily, his thoughts somewhere else. Somewhere where it was raining. It was always raining somewhere else.
“I’ll leave you to it,” Robert murmured, his voice low enough that only Aaron could hear. He pressed a kiss to Aaron’s forehead, giving his shoulder a quick before he walked over to Victoria, who had made herself at home in a patch of the late evening sun, curled up on the garden seat Robert had agonised over for weeks.
Aaron still thought it had been too expensive.
“Hey.” Robert greeted, moving Victoria’s legs so he could sit down, rolling his eyes slightly as his sister shoved her feet right onto his lap, smiling sweetly at him. “You okay?”
Victoria nodded. “My feet are just knackered, those heels are no joke.”
Robert laughed. “I don’t know why you even bothered wearing them.”
“It’s not every day your brother gets married!” Victoria slapped his arm half heartedly, her newly blonde hair glinting in the sunlight. It was early August, and Emmerdale was at it’s very best, the summer clinging to the rolling hills of Yorkshire.
It had always been his favourite time of year, those brief few weeks before the autumn began when the summer felt like it was going to be endless, long sunny days and fresh green grass making the village picturesque.
Robert glanced over to Aaron, his husband slouched in a chair, talking to Chas and Paddy with a bright grin on his face. He looked good, wearing a white shirt and blue trousers, his jacket long since discarded and his sleeves rolled up.
“I can’t believe it’s happened.” Robert admitted, thinking back to the year they’d put down. More than a year, really, because it had been over a year since that first wedding they’d had.
“You deserve it. You deserve to be happy, the two of you.” Victoria said, giving her brother a reassuring smile. “You’re in a good place now. Right?”
Robert nodded. “Counselling saw to that.”
“Then let yourself be happy, Robert.” Victoria nudged. “I know you, stop overthinking all this. Aaron wouldn’t have married you again if he didn’t want this, so just, be happy.”
“I am, I am happy.” Robert was surprised at the tears that welled up in his eyes. “I don’t deserve him, Vic.”
Robert looked at Aaron, who was sniggering at something Paddy had said. He looked so gorgeous, his beard trimmed and his hair gel free, a pair of Robert’s sunglasses perched on the bridge of his nose.
They’d decided on a small family affair. The registry office in Hotten, and a garden party for their reception. Robert had spent hours making food with Victoria and Marlon, and somewhere along the way, Aaron and Liv had managed to turn their small garden into a fairylight filled, flowery wonderland.
Not Aaron’s taste at all, but it was his.
Aaron looked over at him, still smiling. “I love you.” he mouthed, his lips carefully making out the words.
“I love you too.”
“Stop being so cute.” Victoria teased. “Come on, dance with me. I never did get to dance with you at you and Aaron’s last wedding.”
You have a mongols with dinosaur mounts story? I am very intrigued because I love mongols and dinosaurs and this is just 2 of my favorite things smushed together
To be more accurate, I have a working concept of a story about a society roughly based on the Mongols, the people of which ride/otherwise utilize both dinosaurs and other archosaurs as well as early synapsids.
I’ve been tinkering around with it for at least half a year, and even had a couple false starts on it, but it’s not quite ready to be written yet. I do have my two main characters and their overall quest, but not much of the structure yet. It’s a story I thought about making my next big wed serial after Earthcast, if I ever have time.
(BY THE WAY, I haven’t forgotten about the last chapter of Earthcast!! I know it’s March now and I’m really sorry!! I’ve been very busy with my classes since January and it’s hard to find time/energy to write.)
Anyway, here are some fun details:
they get their dinosaurs, etc from a kind of necromancy, except it only works on animals that hatch from eggs. egg-necromancy
the magic works better the more accurately they can describe the animal’s evolutionary history in the spell, so this is a very phylogeny-focused world
the main quest is partially about getting to the capital and submitting a description of a newly-discovered Silesaurus (because yes, there is a prestigious OFFICIAL RECORD of all the critters)
the Mongol-analogues just conquered one main character’s country (a China-analogue) and are busy working on infrastructure, so another part of the Quest is to build a damn road using sauropods
only people with ovaries can perform the egg-necromancy, so most societies have developed as female-dominated
(and because using the egg-necromancy magic increases the likelihood of infant mortality, polyandry is quite common)
one of the main characters is a trans man who has to deal with the fact that masculinity = not resurrecting dinosaurs even though he really wants to just resurrect dinosaurs
the other main character is Very Strong and has a pet Pakasuchus
the main Mongol-analogue clan is just All About Notosuchians
I saw you in the halls today and your hair is starting to grow out again and it’s almost covering your eyes and you still wear that same old jacket even though it’s too small for you now and you met my eyes for the first time in months and I really wish you would stop looking like the person I used to know so I could stop pretending that you still care.
what she means: Prompto was SO EXCITED to meet Lunafreya (and Pryna again too!!) She was his motivation to meet and befriend Noctis, he took her words to heart and worked SO HARD to make it a reality and finally after all these years he’s on his way WITH NOCT, HIS NOW BEST FUCKING FRIEND to meet her. But it never happens, he never got that. He never got to thank her for helping him pluck up the courage to befriend Noctis. He never got to give Pryna a scratch behind the ears and a tiny ‘thank you’ to her too for happening across his path. His voice at the Cartanica train station “I finally get to see Lady Lunafreya’s home…” It’s probably the last “highlight” he has to look forward too on this journey, given their present circumstance. He probably dreamed about it for years aND HE DOESN’T EVEN GET THAT B/C ARDYN IS A DICK.
Steroline (sort of?) AU future fic - prompt what if Caroline meet one of Stefan’s doppelgangers in the future. Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4
It had been about a week since the greenhouse incident and
Caroline was still completely spooked, especially after her and Paul had searched
the greenhouse inch by inch for any signs of a stray to no avail. Paul tried to
convince her that it was probably just a strong draft and that maybe the plant
had been too close to the edge of the table but Caroline knew better, she knew
it was a sign that she needed to put a stop to this before it went too far.
Okay so Experimentation is my favorite Bechloe fic at the moment, and I just gotta let yOU knOW why. Besides the obvious mad writing skills youre sporting, you just really really know how to specifically write for the PP fandom??? Like, you write a perfect Beca Mitchell??? I dont think Ive read many fics that really capture her as well as you do. I honestly wouldnt be surprised if Canon hired you to write a few bits of the PP3 script.
Really, it’s mostly just….
No, wait. Wait, wait. You’ve made me nervous with your compliments.
This is just… So nice! Obviously, as many writers are, I’m a whore for hearing WHY people like my stuff (seriously, just ask my beta). And like… whenever someone tells me I’ve done a good job writing a character, that really makes my day? Every single time? Because, for me anyway, that’s one thing that really makes me nervous. Finding the character’s voice (or in this case, like 8 of them) and trying to write them realistically (which can be hard, case in point; Lilly. Or Fat Amy. Or Flo. Fuck, no, all of them. Every single one) because they can say some random-ass shit, and then that’s wall we get from them in the movies. So, while it’s fun to try and flesh them out, it’s also super daunting.
I appear to have gone off on a small tirade.
Sorry. I really just wanted to say thank you and i love you for taking the time to stop by my ask and say SUCH. NICE. THINGS.
But i can promise you no one has asked me to write anything for the PP3 script. Sorry. ;)
monsta x blurb reaction to when you bend over to get something and they (and the other members in the room yikes) get a nice view of your ass? pls and thanks! love you!
Shownnu: If you were looking for the best way to get Daddy Shownu to make an appearance, this is it. He is totally not having his fellow members be disrespectful toward a woman, especially his woman. This includes taking the open opportunity to exploit her innocent gesture into something sexual. He’ll quickly put them in their place and defend your honor.
While your apartment was being renovated, you were staying a couple days with the boys in their dorm. It had taken a long discussion between you and Shownu before the arrangement was decided. You had both been a bit apprehensive about it, but for different reasons. You didn’t like feeling like a burden; that independent streak coming into play. He, he wasn’t completely cool with your spending so much time in close proximity with the rest of his group. Sure, he trusted them to not pull any funny business with you, they were respectful enough, but it still didn’t sit well with him to have to share his time with you.
Things had turned out to be a lot smoother than he had expected. Though the other members did go a bit out of their way to make you comfortable with them, there hadn’t been an incident that raised alarm until the moment you had walked through the living area on your way to the bathroom and stopped in front of the group of boys that had been sitting and discussing something or other to pick up a small tack on the floor. Immediately, seeing your shorts pull up a bit and your beautiful behind being set on display, his gaze shifted to the other members who clearly took in the view for all it was worth. Oh hell no.
Waiting until you were out of earshot, he threw the pillows beside him at the members further away from him before smacking those within arms length on the back of the head. “Ya! Can you be any more disrespectful? I’m disappointed in you,” he hisses, causing each of the members to sheepishly slouch in their places feeling the full force of the guilt trip their leader laid on them.
Wonho: Pfffft. He’s totally going to give his fellow members hell, but in a completely different way. Wearing a wide smirk, he’s going to tease them to an early death via embarassment for checking out his lady. Let’s be real, though. This boy is not really all that bothered over the gazes of his other members; it’s kind of a point of pride for him to have a girl that they find worthy of checking out, and he loves having that amo to rub in their faces.
Wonho totally saw it coming from a mile away. As soon as you had ran after the ball that had sailed over your head, he knew all too well what would happen next, and seemingly so did the rest of the group. All eyes were on you as you bent over to pick up the ball, sending your boyfriend sailing into a fit of teases aimed toward his fellow members. A wide, smug smirk pulled across his lips as he nudged the member closest to him and make a cocky remark to the others about his own relationship. He absolutely loved rubbing it in their faces that he had such a kind, caring -not to mention- sexy girlfriend. Though, even with the smugness to his tauntings, there was an underlying bit of annoyance toward their unabashed gaping at his girlfriend. It wasn’t so much that he was bothered by their ‘disloyalty’ to him; he was peeved by their lack of respect for his girl, knowing how embarrassed you would be to know that you had an audience to the innocent little show you had given. That sliver of bitterness would result in his goal to annoy and embarrass his fellow members into thinking about their own actions so a similar situation in the future will not be repeated.
Minhyuk: Distraction. Very loud distraction. Squealing, screaming, yelling, jumping up and down… whatever it takes to get all eyes on him is what he’s willing to do. Your honor is on the line! And let’s be real, even if this tactic doesn’t work to distract his fellow members, it’ll probably startle you into an upright position and that works just as well.
There was hardly anything that brightened Minhyuk’s day more than when you surprised him and the rest of the group at the dance studio with your homemade cooking. It was a huge point of pride for him to have such a warm, caring girlfriend that not only thought of him and his hungry stomach, but also the rest of the group. Today had been a particularly tiring day, so when you walked in with two bags full of freshly cooked food, he was nearly vibrating with joy.
The group all gathered in a somewhat-circle on the floor to enjoy the food as you unpacked it all and handed each member a bento box of their own. Minhyuk’s giddy smile never left his face as he watched you smile kindly at each of them as they thanked you with unmatched sincerity. Once everyone had their food and began digging in, you were about to seat yourself next to Minhyuk and enjoy part of the meal yourself before your boyfriend sweetly asked you to grab his phone from the floor across the room. The food in his hand looked so perfectly presented in the little box with a cute note on top from his special lady, he just needed to take a picture of it for safe keeping before he could dig in himself. Of course, you had absolutely no problem obliging in this small request. The following moment seemed to happen in slow motion. As he watched you cross the room, it dawned on Minhyuk that your skirt was a bit short. Just as soon as he had come to that realization, his attention shifted to the members whom all seemed to be watching you as you bent over to pick up his phone. Failing to come up with any other better plan to save your dignity and himself from having to kill his members for seeing things they shouldn’t, he let out a loud scream and quickly sat his box on the floor as he jumped in front of the rest of the group, holding out his arms to block their view. His tactic had worked in not only preventing his members from seeing anything, but also scaring you half to death as you stood up and spun around to see why he had made such a loud, godawful sound. Instead of answers, you just find him awkwardly twisted in front of the group with a cheesy, sheepish smile that nearly matched the others’ expressions as they all realized they had nearly been caught in a very compromising situation.
Kihyun: Not impressed. Not impressed in the slightest. The other members are in for scoldings and complaints galore, but he’ll save those for when you’re not within listening distance to preserve you from embarrassment. You go right on ahead and remain blissfully unaware of what’s taking place behind you.
It was one of the very rare occasions that you were allowed backstage to spend some time with the boys, more importantly, Kihyun. You sat out of the way on one of the couches, exchanging a silent conversation of odd facial expressions with Kihyun through the mirror as his stylist worked on his hair. The other members sat around the room carrying on with their own conversations or getting their own hair and makeup done when Jooheon’s stylist dropped one of the makeup brushes she had been using. You gave absolutely no thought before quickly standing and bending over to pick up the brush for her. Your movement had caught the attention of several other members and through the mirror Kihyun not only got to witness the reflection of your bottom in the mirror behind the couch you had been seated on, but also the wide eyes of his fellow members taking in an eye full of your backside as you bent over. Silently he glares at each of them before quickly flashing you a smile as soon as you glanced his way. “Would you mind rinsing that off for me?” the stylist asked you as you stood up straight. With a nod, you walked out of the room to do just that. As soon as the door closed behind you, Kihyun returned his attention to the others. “Can you not?” he growled before setting into a short rant over their unabashed staring at his girlfriend while she was in a vulnerable state.
Hyungwon: This one would see the situation coming from a mile away. As soon as he sees your intent to pick up the item, he speed-lightnings it across the room and picks it up for you. To you this will just seem like a sweet gesture on your part as he smiles at you and hands you the item, but as he accepts your quick hug, he’s sending death glares to the other members over your shoulder.
Music filled the air as you and the group took turns goofing around and having a good time at a noraebang. You were excited to spend some time with your boyfriend and his group members as they got to unwind for a bit. The song ended and Jooheon decided to end his little performance with a dramatic mic drop, earning himself a mix of eye rolls and laughs. Shaking your head, you stood from the little couch and paced across the small room to pick up the mic for your duet with your boyfriend. Realizing what was about to happen, Hyungwon quickly swept across the room and grabbed the mic for you. With a sweet smile, he handed it to you. You cooed at his sweet gesture, wrapping your arms around his neck in a hug while he glared at the other members over your shoulder for daring to look at what was his.
Jooheon: Whiney complaints galore. Unlike Kihyun who is polite enough to save you the embarrassment of knowing what was going on behind you, Heonnie is all about exposing his fellow members for the disrespectful traitors that they are. Really, he just does a good job at making the situation extremely awkward for all those involved, including yourself, but the other members will definitely not forget their place in the future.
You felt so spoiled as you sat in the recording studio and watched the group work their magic. Currently, your boyfriend was separated from you by a large window as he stood behind the mic in the vocal booth. They were taking a short break as the producer fixed the click track to accommodate from the tempo change in Jooheon’s verse. While he waited, Heonnie sweetly asked you to bring him a bottle of water from the mini fridge that sat in the corner of the studio room you were in with the rest of the group. Without a second thought, you nodded and crossed the room, bending over to retrieve the beverage for him. Immediately, you could hear you boyfriend’s complaints through the speakers at the other members for looking at your bottom when you bent over. A deep blush flooded your cheeks as you turned to the others whom all wore similar blushes and held their heads low in shame while Jooheon continued to whine and complain at them. Biting your lips together, you excused yourself from the room to bring the drink to your boyfriend and scold him for being so vocal about the situation, making everyone uncomfortable.
I.M.: Not even a big deal. This kid right here will simply appreciate the view right along side his hyungs. He’s not even phased by the fact that they are also looking; he sure couldn’t blame them for doing so.
Loud cheers and yells could be heard down the hall as you and the group sat before the television in their dorm, enjoying an all out video game competition amongst yourselves. Junk food was scattered over the floor amongst pillows, cell phones and other odds and ends that had been forgotten as all attention was directed to the screen. “Nooooo!” Wonho dramatically cried out as Changkyun destroyed his character. You couldn’t help but to laugh at how melodramatic he was as you stood up to retrieve the controller. The other members ‘oo’ed’ at the fact that the ‘lovebirds’ would be battling against each other, but all quickly silenced as you bent over in front of the TV to pick up Wonho’s controller.
Surprised by the sudden silence, you glanced up to find them all looking at you with various expressions of wide eyes and agape mouths. Your boyfriend, on the other hand, leaned back on his arms with a proud, content grin. Biting back your embarrassment you gave the others a snarky remark before plopping next to I.M. You gave him a little glare before the game begun in which you took out your revenge on his character, finishing him quickly and earning yourself the top spot of the competition, which also meant you got to be queen for the night and put all the boys in place for their ‘rude’ behavior.
I’ve been such got7 trash lately and the comeback didn’t help so hERE WE GO + gifs bc, as previously stated, I am trash
*GIFS ARE NOT MINE, CREDIT GOES TO RESPECTFUL OWNERS* hope you like it :)
He would poke and prod at you to get your attention. When he finally had it, he’d try with all his might to convince you to take a break because “you can’t study all the time! Breaks are healthy. Did you know cuddles improve your mood by 110%?”
“That’s nice Mark, but will they improve my grades by 110% too?”
Mark would kind of pout and mope around you until you agreed to a break. Then, he’d want to go for a little walk or something to help get your mind off things; he’d ask a little bit about your studying, but would want to focus on other aspects so that when you returned to your piles of notes, you’d be refreshed.
You would have totally forgotten about your date night, so when JB showed up at your door with expectant eyes only to find you wearing loose sweatpants and your “coffee makes everything better” shirt, you’d feel awful. He’d be a little disappointed, but as soon as he saw your open textbook and messy notebook on the coffee table, he’d understand; you stuck with him while he worked, so he’d want to do the same. He’d make some food and/or tea for you both and would sit in the room with you, careful to not be in the way but also letting you know he would help in any way he could.
He’d remind you of all the hard work you’d put in during class time and the past couple of nights; at this point he honestly thought it would be impossible for you to be capable of forgetting even the smallest detail. Still, he’d accept your worrying and decide he’d help you study. Of course, he’d propose a game. He’d leave the room for a few minutes and come back looking like… the Stay Puft marshmallow man. He’d wriggle his eyebrows, explaining that every time he asked a question and you got the correct answer, he’d remove an item of clothing. You’d go through the layers quickly, though stopping to die of laughter when you saw him with one of your lace bras over a t-shirt.
He’d 100% join you in your piles of notes, reading through them quickly to understand the gist of the subject matter if he didn’t already have an idea of what you were dealing with. He’d start asking some questions to figure out how to best approach studying for the assignment, and it would snowball from there. He’d start with a small idea, and you’d pick it up from there, maybe correcting him, and pretty soon you’d be bouncing all these ideas and facts off of each other. Instead of reading and rereading the information, he’d get you to talk about it as much as you could, reading through your notes to make sure you were on the right path and didn’t stray.
He would be kind of similar to Jackson with his approach; he was sure you knew everything there was to know about the text/exam’s subject, but he understood your worries. However, he’d absolutely hate to see you so stressed, beating yourself up after you didn’t get the right answer, never taking into consideration that your brain wanted you to slow down and change things up. So, being the sweatheart he is, he’d propose a game to you in which he would ask questions based on the review your prof had given you and the notes you had in your notebook, and for every right answer you got, he’d give you a kiss. It’d probably be the giggliest, cutest study session ever tbh
He would shamelessly annoy you because he wants you to spend time with him. He’d own up to being selfish, but wouldn’t care too much because he just wanted to cuddle with you and talk about memes his day. Bambam’s relentless and random screeches, cheek poking, and giggles would go from endearing/funny to frustrating really quickly; no matter how many times you told him to bug off, he’d continue. Finally, you’d turn to him, cheeks red with the nasty words you kept inside, and create a compromise: you cuddle with him for an hour, then he helps you study after you grab some dinner. He wouldn’t mind helping, he was just happy he got his cuddles.
Yugyeom would walk in and see your papers and hands covered in coloured ink, and immediately take things into his own hands. He’d stop dead in his tracks and start asking general questions like “what are you studying (Y/N)?” “when’s the test/exam?” but pretty quickly he’d get more specific, asking the relevance of something you had just mentioned to the unit you were studying (or on the world ?). You’d start to get annoyed because, as much as you loved him and talking to him, you needed to study. You’d tell him just that, but he’d brush it off and continue. After a few more questions, reapeat what you had said before. Then, he’d simply look at you and say: “But you know it all already; you explained it perfectly to me, without any difficulty.” You’d just kinda stare off in amazement because dammit he was right.
I have an Sehun (EXO) scenario that’ll be posted tomorrow night, and a Svt reaction coming soon (I’m actually drowning in homework atm and wifi is beyond terrible everywhere I go besides McDick’s what is this) ! In the meantime, feel free to request :)