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Check out this awesome art of my fic that was drawn by @tiredtwili!
Happy writer’s appreciation day! This piece of art work is based on the fic, “From Voe to Vai, We Shall Blind the Eyes” by Alyx_Aizawa on ao3! I love this fic and I come back to read it a lot!
Here’s the fic:
HELLO ALL AO3 USERS! IM LOOKING FOR A BNHA FIC WHERE KIRISHIMA CARRIES IZUKU THROUGH THE SEA OF REPORTERS. THERE WERE TWO OTHER PEOPLE WITH HIM. PLZ HELP ME FIND IT!
gonna start fic posting ngl. i wanna ramble abt my fics. i wanna talk about them. i love them.
I posted this once before, on a side blog, but I'm actually too proud of my writing skills to not put this out into the world somehow again.
I wrote a fic/story, in two seperate parts with a timeskip between, featuring Khada Jhin from LoL with an OC of mine, Ulysses.
Part one is here.
And part two is here.
I hope (if you decide to read) you enjoy it. I did put a lot of effort in, and even now reading it myself brings me joy. I hope it can for you, too.
Okay so I'm sitting here waiting for the wash on my mini to dray and I started thinking
(Aplogies to any non Fnaf fan followers, my old love once more resurfaces and is taking hold)
But I have to say the FNAF movie was kinda a B- (I know the most Luke warm take), but I have to tell someone this idea i had so ur all my victims.
The Movie, fantastic casting, literally couldn't have been better. The special effects? Phenomenal!! The fact they got Jim Henson company to help make the animitronics was a ture stroke of genius (I'm biased as I adore practical effects) but the writing? Eh.
I know that's not groundbreaking comitary/ nothing no one else had said. But, and I know I'm not the only one to think this, but this would have been a phenomenal TV show/ series.
A thriller series that follows the mad man Wiliam Afton himself (still played by Mathew Lilard) in a Dalmer/Breaking Bad/ Hanibal style.
Or we could follow Henry Emily and see from his point of view in an open secret cat and mouse game with William.
But also have a b plot that flashes to "the present" with grown-up Michael tracking down and cleaning up his father's messes. All in an attempt to save his brothers soul and stop both his dad and his sister.
I definitely want Elizabeth/Baby to be an over arching villain for Mike in the present, Think Sister location esque (season 1 - 2a)
Also, it'd be so fun to get someone who Matthew has really good chemistry with to play Henry Emily. Because you know, before all the child murder and burning alive, they were as close as could be (I always liked to think of them as platonic soul mates, or maybe more) but yeah maybe a 3-4 season show, though I could see it being a tight 2 seasons if written right.
Also, the same practical effects are absolutely nessasary, and I really need them to change the spring locks back to how they're described in cannon because that is way scarier than whatever the fuck the FNAF movie claw ribs have.
Thank you for coming to my Ted talk.
Okay So im almost done with painting my FNAF inspired space marines and i obviously have been making a little crossover AU in my head as I paint.
I wanna write out a real short story to accompany it, but for my story I need a chapter of Space Marines to have.
Basically it'll be about (the chosen chapter) chasing down some rouge/heretic Astartes to an abandoned space hulk/adrift ship. Once on board both groups have to face foes that wear old oddly coloured power armor. These silent things behave more like animals than regular thinking astartes. They lash out at whatever they see and are distracted by/drawn to noise. But worse of all nothing seems to slow them down.
That isn't the only problem. As the run down old ship seems to be hiding more than just these deranged marines within and it still has some form of residual power. The hallways keep shifting and bulkheads open and seal all on their own.
I'm leaning towards the Marines Malevolent Because I hate them and would happily through them in this meatgrinder of the story but i don't know.
So if you could PLEASE give me a space marine chapter (it can be your favorite or one you despise) and it will be the one i include to survive the night!
Fic idea(cause i just watched the mirror ds9 episodes): Wangxian (and others) accidentally activate a mysterious artifact? Array? Whatever you want, and end up in an alt dimension where roles are flipped.
Here is how it plays in my head-
-The Wens won the war in this universe.
-Wangxian are in charge of one of the major outposts with Wwx in charge and Lwj as his loyal subordinate (who is in charge of the posts military)
-Characters such as wq and wn and Wen Yuan would also be alive and evil because.. yk edgy verse, (also maybe jyl is also evil just cause.)
-Nmj and Lxc are head of the resistance, Lxc absolutely hates lwj for betraying him and killing their uncle.
*The fic would mostly consist of the og!characters getting absolute whiplash at their opposites personality, and helping with the resistance while they're there basically just what happens in the actual st!mirror episodes lol!
Got one these a while ago and immediately clocked it as a scam, blocked em and went on with my day still really annoyed me though.
Writers be careful.
Heads up everyone, there's a new scam in town!
(Or perhaps an old one and I am late to the party)
Reasons it is a scam:
1) long, but doesn't reference the fic or characters at all
2) wants money - and will only communicate through dms, they don't have a public profile with proof of their work
And finally!
3) I googled this copy paste text and... suprise! It is a copy paste text. Loads of other people have the same ask
Stay safe and don't fall for this all!
This is really fun!
Anyone can do it if they want! I dont have anyone to tag either.
Lez DO IT
@possesseddog @kahtherinee @amarisllis @anonymoustwit @dumb1ebee @bkdk-all-day-err-day @epickiya722 @bakugou-klancey-lance @candleshopmenace @samisnotlegend @macksmilesback @legendzjagz @red-sneakers @impersonatingawriter
Only available to vote for a week :P
Oh and here’s rex 💙🤍
Hi.
I wrote my first fic for the drarry fandom.
It is going to be a very long one. It is a time travel rewrite. Very Au and slow burn.
Draco is transported into the past, into his 11 year old body. But he isn't only carrying mental scars from the war he went through, but his body shows his battles he fought. How will he handle all that knowledge of the future?
I'm excited and would love if you could give it a go
Travels Throught Time
Here is a little excerpt of the first chapter:
With a sign he stands up and opens the door. And sure enough he stands in the hallways of Malfoy Manor. Something is still off, didn't mother just take all of the portraits down. But all around he was greeted with old Malfoy Lords and Lady's.
He walks over to the bathroom, this one at least was just how he remembers it. Over at the sink he turns the water on and splashed his face, he needs to get rid of that nagging feeling at the back of his head. He cups water in his hands and drinks a few sips.
His eyes travel to the mirror over the sink and he screams.
He screams until hands shake him and brake eye contact between him and his reflection.
Read more on AO3 - Travels Throught Time
The first nine chapters are already posted.
౨ৎ. On a writing grind guys
Hiiiiii <3333 I just... speedrunned another Pressure fic hehe <3 I am so ill about this whole story so excited to make more. I would draw it but I'm on the beach so I'm kinda unable too so uhm </3
I really do be being on a writing grind <3
Same warnings as always, I'm a little dumb and somewhat disgraphic so I'm sorry if the spelling and/or grammar is a little shit </3
First fic here!
Evening Off
So this is probs gonna be trash. No worries tho
“He Tian get off me!” Mo yelled as the larger man pinned him to the couch.
“Stop being mad then little mo. You’ll make frown lines on your forehead.” He Tian cooed.
It had been some time since He Tian had been able to get away from his “family business” to see his little red ball of fluff. But tonight he finally got home at a decent time and he certainly was going to enjoy this evening with Mo. Walking in the door, however, he saw his boyfriend asleep on the couch and couldn’t resist the chance to surprise him.
“You fuck face!”
“Ooo that’s a good idea little mo.” He said planting a kiss on Mo Guanshans neck (knowing full well that was a weak spot for him).
Mo’s voice hitched as he protested, “Tian! Stop it!” He kicked his feet and bucked his hips; anything to get He Tian to stop teasing.
“Be careful how hard you’re grinding little mo. You’ll get me excited.” He Tian whispered into his ear before giving it a small nip.
“Chicken dick get-!” His voice caught in his throat as He Tian started to suck on a particularly sensitive patch of skin.
After a few more minutes of torturing his little fluff He Tian sat up to survey the damage. Mo was completely flushed red with hickeys going down his neck. Out of breath and panting, GunaShan turned his head and tried to cover his face with his arms. The sight when straight to He Tians crotch.
Noticing that Mo’s crotch was handling the situation the same way He Tian decided to keep going. He held Shan’s chin gently and brushed the arms away from his face, “You’re so beautiful Mo.” This deepened his blush.
“I hate you..” Mo said with a small smile. Suddenly He Tian was being pushed back on the couch.
“Hey!”
Red climbed on top of him and flashed a smile that drove He Tian wild, “Karmas a bitch.” Mo kissed his neck and He Tian was struck by the fact that there were too many clothes on his boyfriend right now. Sliding his hands under Mo’s shirt, He Tian began to pull the shirt up his toros. Mo complied and sat up to fling the white T into some random corner to be found at a later time.
He Tian pulled him back down and their lips smashed into each other. Not really caring, they started an awkward dance of lips staying together and hands trying to take off articles of clothing. He Tian sat up with Mo on his lap to discard his own T shirt while GuanShan tried his best to reposition himself.
Now, being pressed against the back of the couch, He Tian felt Mo grind into him slowly and methodically (knowing full well this was He Tians weakness). A groan escaped Tians lips between kisses as he started to pull on Red’s sweatpants helplessly. Mo broke the kiss and started to untie his sweatpants while He Tian attacked his neck again.
Once they were untied He Tian stood up with Mo in his arms. Mo let out a small gasp. “Jeez warn me before you do that.”
“Sorry baby.” Tian said placing a small kiss on his lips.
“Well how am I supposed to get my pants off now smart guy?”
He Tian chuckled, “I’ve got a great plan.” In once fluid motion He Tian threw Mo over his shoulder and whipped the gray sweatpants off. GuanShan blushed and laughed as He Tian walked into the bedroom and tossed him onto the bed.
“How was that a great plan? And how the fuck can you carry me so easily?”
“The couch was too crowded so I had to get you to the bed. And the sweatpants needed to come off. Two birds one stone. And you’re pretty light babe.” He Tian said crawling on top of him and placing a kiss on his lips.
“I am not light. You’re just a fucking steroid junkie.” Mo said deepening the kiss. “Now stop fucking around I missed you.”
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The morning came and Mo was curled into He Tian with his head laying on his chest. GuanShan woke up to see Tian still sleeping with one arm around him and the other supporting his head. Placing a small kiss on He Tians jaw line, all Mo could think was “He should take the evenings off more often”.
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So that was my attempt at cute tianshan nsfw? I dunno. It’s probably not the best ever and doesn’t flow super well but I’m proud of it.
Oh and thanks to @i-got-these-words for being an inspiring writer XD
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"Taehyung e Jeongguk eram dois alfas que se gostavam, mas diziam que eles eram errados e por isso tiveram que se separar. Se passaram quatro anos desde então. Como estão os dois agora?"
Fanfic TaeKook/Universo ABO/Relacionamento Alfa×Alfa
Disponível no Spirit e no Wattpad
I just finished another quick cannon compliant piece in my universe with @jetjaw ! Each can be read as a stand alone, but they do feed into each other, and as I add more in the future, they will become more intertwined
https://archiveofourown.org/works/65691013
going through the basic plan for my fanfic and bro tf was I on when I wrote this?
Y’know that one scene you want to write but it’s bang in the middle of the story so you can’t write it yet?
yeah writing that won’t kill your grandma 😃
Going to start writing a novel today… please accept these memes and pray for me in this scary time.
Secrets Told in the Slow-Cart Kingdom
consider this an apology for not finishing Goretober, some things came up that made it hard to work. Happy Halloween!
Word Count: 2k
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“Have the statues been taken care of?” Sun Wukong whispered, a sly grin slowly inching its way onto his face. One of his feet impatiently taps on the stone beneath him while his tail swings side to side, ‘they are going to enjoy this!’ he thought.
“Yes, down the deepest river I could find!” Zhu Bajie replied with a huff “I don’t see why you had to wake us up in the middle of the night simply to get rid of some stupid Daoist statues!” his voice raises before quickly being shushed by Wukong
Quietly agreeing, Sha Wujing nodded. “It is a bit odd for you to call something like this…’ fun’...” covering a yawn with his hand as he awaits the monkey's response. An annoyed sigh leaves Wukong and he motions his companions to follow him inside the Daoist temple, the smell of cooked food, fruits, wines, and tea filling the air as the trio make their way to the main hall. Bajie’s ears wiggled and his stomach rumbled at the intoxicating aromas, Wujing gave a soft smile at realising what this was really for.
Entering the main hall, the monkey stops. All around him are intricately carved pillars, paintings on the walls that depicted three godlike entities, incense burners, all the things Wukong should look at with familiarity, but he kept his eye forward. He only spared them a single glance
“I hope you remember what those statues looked like because we are going to need to look like them for us to stay safe” Wukong swung around, looking at his friends with a smile and a gleam in his eyes that read of pure joy with a hint of mischief “Go on, we can’t let anyone know we were here.” and with that, they turned into nigh identical copies of the original statues…well, most of them were identical.
“Stupid monkey! Telling us we need to remember when you clearly have the worst memory out of all of us!” Bajie started “If it wasn't for master’s kindness, we’d have-”
“Enough, Brother Pigsy. We must stay quiet, remember?” Wujing said sternly. “Brother Monkey, I believed that your statue had a longer beard, as well as a shorter nose and pudgier physique”. Despite his mild frustration at Bajie’s remark, Wukong shifted his form to fit the description given.
“Better?” He grumbles out.
“Better.” Wujing and Bajie said in unison.
“Good” Wukong replies “Now, Pig, you must sit on the left and Sandy sits in the middle. I will sit on the right” instructed to take their places, they do as they are told.
Pigsy’s attention immediately returns to the food and drinks in front of him, marinated bear, warm buffalo milk, red bean buns, an assortment of steamed vegetables and fruits as well as fresh ones, jellyfish spiced with Sichuan pepper, cardamom, and ginger, sweet wines and peach tea…his mouth was a waterfall. He spent much time analyzing the food in front of him, so much so he didn’t even notice his friends were already eating, but when he did he dug in without hesitation.
“Absolutely divine!” Bajie whisper-yelled, his face stuffed to the brim “What would we do without you, Monkey Bro!”
“Die.” Wukong said bluntly, eating a random fruit he grabbed.
“WHA- we would be just fine without you, SIMIAN!!”
“Quiet, Swine! One would think that with those big ears of yours, you could listen when we tell you to. Be. Quiet.” Wukong shot a glare at Bajie, his gaze seemed to go past the Pig, despite looking straight at him.
Sandy chuckled, spilling a small amount of tea on his lap. Back-and-forth bickering between Wukong and Pigsy was something he’d gotten used to on this journey, and came to enjoy it well enough. Though slightly upset by the tea spill, he simply poured more into his cup and began to drink once more. He wasn’t the type of person to be hungry after waking up, so this would suffice for now.
So the trio continued to eat without a word, Pigsy gorging himself on all he could grab, Sandy satisfied with his drink, and Monkey slowly grabbing fruits now and then. Bajie broke the silence with bewilderment
“This beef is just heavenly! It's sweet and tender, seasoned perfectly with most of the juice retained! It almost of tasted like-”
“Human meat?” Monkey interrupted, looking for what to eat next.
“Why- yes in fact-” Pigsy stuttered
“Have you eaten humans, Brother Monkey?” Sandy asked, his tone serious, eyebrows furrowed.
“Of course I have! But that's nothing- hey, can you pass me that….uh ....” Wukong squinted his eyes, “...that…. weird smelling…peach-thing?”
‘Do you mean the mandarin? But about the human thing-”.
“Yes! The mandarin! Hand it over will ya?” cutting Sandy off and not really willing to get into his past, Monkey beckons his hand for one of the citruses. Wujing hands the fruit over, he’ll let this pass for now, but it will be followed up eventually. They continued in silence once more, it was clear that something was in the air, but still, as silent as ever… until Bajie filled the silence once more.
“Monkey, Why didn’t you just say ‘mandarin’ in the first place? Have you honestly never seen a mandarin in your whole life? I find that hard to believe”.
Wukong paused for a second…he could lie about this, or simply ignore the pig…
“Well? What is it?” Pigsy insisted.
“...I couldn’t see it” the open and honest truth.
Sandy chimed in “couldn’t see it? Brother Wukong, you are a very observant man…how could you just…not see it? The bowl is only a couple of feet away!” He turned his head to face the monkey, attempting to stay as quiet as possible. “You just…couldn’t see it?”
“Yes. I couldn’t see it… it just looked…blurry- or foggy-… I don’t quite know” sighing as he peeled his fruit, avoiding eye contact. “Everything is like that, blurry. A mess of colour swatches that make up only vague shapes” Wukong lowered his voice more, as if ashamed
Both Pigsy and Sandy paused at what they were hearing… Did Sun Wukong, The Monkey King, Great Sage Equal to Heaven, just admit he has bad eyesight? It seemed like something that would never affect him, and yet here it is. All of a sudden, things start to make sense, the statue, his aversion to reading, he simply couldn’t see properly. But that doesn’t explain other things…
“Wait, if you can't see…then how can you tell demons from humans?” Pigsy asked curiously.
“Simple, it's magic. My Golden Eyes of Truth allow me to see something's true form. It's the only way I really can see clearly…especially master, he’s just a ray of gold and cicadas…it genuinely burns my eyes” Wukong chuckles a bit at the end, couple his blindness with light sensitivity? A match made in hell.
“When did your eyesight start to degrade?” Wujing leaned in closer, wanting to know more.
“Wow, rude.” Wukong started “First, it did not degrade naturally. Second, and I'm surprised you both forgot, when I got arrested by heaven they took away my amour and threw me in the Eight Trigrams Furnace, all that smoke and heat had an impact on me. At first, I thought it simply was…fog that blurred my vision, but when I burst out I was too angry to notice how little I couldn’t see. A literal blind rage, if you will”
Of course, how could they forget? How could anyone forget? It was the biggest event to occur in heaven in a very long time. The pure bloodlust and unbridled rage that came from the monkey was a truly traumatizing sight. His scleras stained red as if drenched in blood, the iris yellow like pure gold, pupils narrowed and catlike. The stone monkey was on fire and smoke burst from his mouth…anyone who saw his rampage was left with a myriad of psychological scars. Heaven was left as rubble and ashes held together by the blood of countless immortals and warriors. Each corner and crevasse was like a painted masterpiece, left soiled by the thick red ink.
“...Can you draw us?” Sandy asked, ripping everyone’s minds away from those dreadful memories and placing their attention on him.
“I- What?” The monkey sputtered “I just told you I can’t see proper-”
“Yes, Brother Monkey, I know. But I'm curious as to how you see us right now, without your gold vision. How do you think we currently appear as mortals? As we are on our journey right now” Sandy paused “Paint us”
“Be sure to make me as handsome as possible” Pigsy chimed in.
‘I suppose it could be interesting’ thought Wukong “there really is no time like the present” he closed his eyes and plucked 3 hairs from his neck, turning them into a brush, ink and a piece of paper, he began to work. Trying to see properly, Monkey got as close as he could without smudging anything. Stroke after stroke he worked the brush like a weapon, his two companions silently watching, taking in how much he was trying. Wukong will admit, he’s no artist, he’s a fighter and a crafty one at that. He takes joy in listening to poetry, maybe getting someone to write his own poems and songs down but he simply cannot do it on his own. Despite that, he’ll try, simply because he can.
Just as Wukong’s art is finished, the trio hears footsteps coming into the hall and they all scurry into their popper positions. They see three figures, there is no doubt that it's the Three Daoist Immortals. Needless to say that now is when they get to have some mischievous fun.
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Having left the Slow-Cart Kingdom, the pilgrims continue to journey westward. Memories of their primate companion disembowelling and decapitating himself were still fresh in the minds of each of them, the only difference being that Wukong himself was the only one to view it positively.
Tripitaka decides to send Bajie off to find some food for the group, such ordeals with demons can still leave a person quite hungry. Even with the disgusting events that had occurred, nature dictates that people, especially humans, need to eat. Wukong simply doesn’t trust the pig to do his job properly, so he opts to leave and spy on him. Wujing, Tripitaka, and Ao Lie are left alone with each other
“Master, would you like to see something?” Sandy gave a curious look to the young monk, a warm smile on his face.
“Hm? I suppose that depends on what it is, Wujing” Tripitaka said cautiously, not wanting to be subjected to the sight of more gore.
“Do not worry Master, Brother Monkey made it” taking a piece of folded paper out from one of the bags he was holding “You are aware of Brother Monkey’s impaired eyes, yes?”
“Of course, Bajie informed me earlier…” Tripitaka trailed off as his disciple handed him the folded paper. Opening it he finds four simple paintings of…what seemed to be their group. The first seemed to be of Ao Lie, a simple dragon-like squiggle, next to it was some very childish and messy handwriting simply spelling out the dragon-horses name. The second was of Bajie, Wukong quite obviously didn’t put much effort into his one, so there is less detail, excluding the stink lines emanating off of the pigman with crudely written insults popped off to the side. The third is Wujing, more respect is placed in this painting, and his features are more defined with cleaner lines and a modest face…there is also a silly painting of him where he simply has a fish for a head. Finally, there was Tripitaka himself, still crude yet genuine passion was put into his depiction. Painted as a heavenly figure who has come to help Wukong become who he was meant to be. There is no doubt that the loyalty Wukong feels for his master is genuine.
Tripitaka sighs, a small smile creeps on his face “Wukong is a kind soul, despite his destructive methods, he is a good person. Don’t tell him I said this, but I believe when he reaches Nirvana, he will truly become what he was always meant to be…..” his voice trails off again
“Victorious”
Tip for non Hispanic ppl writing Spanglish
*I initially wrote this at 1 am so like, keep that in mind as you decipher this lol
*context is key when speaking Spanglish, if your character is in a professional setting they probably won’t speak Spanglish unless it’s to a fellow co worker who also speaks Spanglish. It’s more of a casual way a speaking yk?
Also parents, I avoid Spanglish with my parents unless we’re switching from just speaking Spanish to just speaking English. But that’s depends from family to family.
It’s typically like switching sentences and not dropping in random words.
Example “ es Que fui a la tienda, and they were out of milk”
Example “ te ves cansada, did you sleep last night?”
“La neta” is and extremely common Mexican slang term, typically means, honestly. It can also be used to mean ‘really?’
Honestly example:
“La neta, Im tired”
Or “La neta, estoy cansada. Im going to bed”
In the case it means “really?”:
ex.) “Neta?! They said that?!”
I personally say “ de que” which is basically saying “like”, it’s a filled term, before saying a sentence in either English or Spanish
example “ de que idk it won’t work”
I’m Mexican so I use “ósea” a lot in both languages. Another substitute for words like:
“I mean,” “it'd be,” ”like,” “so,” “that is,” “therefore,” and “or.”
Ex. “ ósea, it looks weird idk”
The famous “ pero like” I personally don’t use a lot but an example of how it’s used in Spanglish is “ pero like, how did it happen?”
Sometimes I Just say “ fuck” but like in my Mexican accent or in a sentence.
“ fuck, perdí mi pulsera”
When I get startled I cuss in both English and Spanish but a Spanglish example would be
*insert random startling noise
“ ala verga! That scared me” or “ hijo de tu puta madre!” when something REALLY scared the shit out of me lol
“Chingada madre, where did that come from”
Rlly insert any cuss word in there and it probably works in Spanglish.
Edit bc I thought of this the morning after
In Mexican Spanish for whatever reason the word “madre” can be used like kinda like a cuss word lol.
Example “ Me vale madres”
Which in English would translate to “I don’t value mothers” but in practice means “I don’t give a shit” or “I don’t care”.
Another Mexican deep cut is the word “pedo” which yes, means fart but we’ve really given the word so many alternative meanings like
“ no es mi pedo “ = “not my problem”
“Estoy bien pedo” = “in rlly drunk”
“Vas a la peda?” = “ are you going to the party/kickback”
There’s more but that’s like the basics lol.
Also another Mexican term is “Aguas”… which literally translates to “waters” but it’s used as a warning.
“Aguas, there’s car coming”
The most famous of Mexican slang has to be “wey” or “guey” depends on how you spell it. But it just means dude. Another term that goes in hand is, “no mames” which basically means “are you kidding me”.
*men for whatever reason hate when the girl they’re dating or are into calls them wey. I think it’s because it’s seen as either improper or as like friend zoning.
“Wey, you’re not gonna believe this”
“No mames wey, look at this”
Another term is “equis” which basically means whatever
“How was the party?”
“Estuvo equis”
Another example
“ now was she dressed?”
“Equis, nothing crazy nothing wow”
*I recommend for Mexican characters looking into the words, or you can just ask me I just don’t wanna make this longer than I already have lol, “mamar”/“mamo”/“mamon”, each you would think is the same but no, no they are not and using one in the wrong context could be catastrophic lol. They are vital words to our vocab
If you’re writing to a character from a specific country, take the time to learn some slang. Sometimes slang crosses over, sometimes even we use slang we learn from each others dialects. Personally I love “joder”/“no jodas” because of the shows from Spain.
But take the time because if you write a Colombian character using most of the slang I’ve used above, you’d get a lot of hate from Colombians lol.
Some bad Spanglish examples would be
“ why didnt you eat your comida?”
Like no. Just no. Inserting a random Spanish word doesn’t equate to Spanglish, at least not in most Latin peoples lives
“ you look cansada” also just no.
*Edit I saw someone post abt this and I felt like adding it in
If you do insert a random Spanish word or vice versa it’s because you forgot the word but that involves a lot of blanking and being annoyed you can’t dig the simplest word out of you sub conscience lol
Example: “ you look, FUCK what’s the word! You know when you’re cansada…TIRED. You look tired”
Another commenter addition I’ll be adding is using “eh” as a filler instead of “um”. I use both but even in English I default to using “eh” or “ehmmmm”
The worst is when you don’t remember the word, only to have it appear in your subconscious hours later lol
Another fav filler word is “deste” which equates to another more Central American term “vaina” but a less refined way of saying it. Essentially they mean “thing” but that thing can be anything. It’s kinda a word when you’re to lazy to say the actual word.
“Pásame el deste”
*passes them x ítem
“No I meant the remote”
*trying not to kill the person because they could’ve said remote the whole time but chose not to
Sometimes we use bad Spanglish on purpose just to be funny
“Que sad” “Que cute”
* i personally love inserting the word cute into my vocab in Spanish just cuz so to each their own
Something I do is like say something in English and immediately say the exact same thing in Spanish. Or like I’ll say an exclamation in one language then end in the other.
“ GO GO GO, VÁMONOS APÚRATE”
“Que asco, gross”
“WOW, que bueno”
Also if you’re writing like couples tbh nicknames in Spanish would be reserved for when you’re speaking in Spanish and same for English, but each couple is different so if you rlly want to leave a nickname in Spanish in go for it. If you rlly want the endearment to be “ mi amor” please remember that after like the first or second time the Spanish speaker would probably just refer to their S/O as “ amor” or switch between the two.
Which brings me to the terms “mami/mamita” and “papi/papito”. Now, while they Can and are by some used in a sexual manner, they can also be used as general terms of endearment. My mom will sometimes call me mamita or my brother papito.
Amongst couples though it’s just kinda said, I saw someone describe it was you just give motherly energy so “mami” is said lol which I get oddly enough.
Once a couple is well established or just comfortable the woman can refer to her S/O as “ viejo” which is old man lol, but it’s like cute. On the flip side idk it’s typically seen as offensive when a man calls his S/O “vieja” but that depends on culture to culture.
Again mami and papi don’t have to be sexual but can be.
Another simple thing you can do is look up nicknames for certain names.
Examples:
“Mike” pronounced “Mique” for Miguel. Some people like to use “Mickey”, that gained popularity from an old Mexican singer lol.
“Ponchó” For Alfonso
“Ale” Can be used for Alejandro/Alexandra/Alejandra
Another thing I thought of is amongst siblings when referring to our parents we will say like
“Haz visto a mi mamá”
Which means have you seen “my mom” even though she’s both our mom… idk it’s weird but a nice little touch you could add to your writing lol
I get rlly annoyed reading bad Spanglish, sometimes it’s just painfully cringe and just obvious a non Spanish speaker wrote it, and I realize it’s bc most of y’all didnt grow up with it so like this is just what is typical Spanglish most Hispanic ppl grow up speaking, obviously not everyone speaks like this but figured I’d give tips from someone who actually speaks English and Spanish and switches between.
If I missed anything feel free to add on or if you disagree add examples
mulder and scully gifset song request if anyone is interested:
willow - taylor swift (scully)
"The more that you say, the less I know Wherever you stray, I follow I'm begging for you to take my hand Wreck my plans, that's my man You know that my train could take you home Anywhere else is hollow I'm begging for you to take my hand Wreck my plans, that's my man"
OR
work song - hozier (mulder)
"When my time comes around, lay me gently in the cold dark earth, no grave can hold my body down, I'll crawl home to her'
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or if anyone wants to write some fan fiction based on either i'd like that too.
ANYONE!!??
What GM Chapter 20 will be like:
GM Moodboard 10: Chapter 12: Faithful to a Fault, But Whose?
“Sifair smiled again, Stepping closer to the Blue Paladin. Wrapping her arms around him in the best hug Lance had ever received since joining this quiznacking space war. She was warm and soft all around him. Like a huge mother bear. You know that she was terrifyingly deadly, but, at the same time, she's one of the best things in the world to have at your side.
Lance wanted to cry.
"Even if no one admits that they value you, I always will. Come to me anytime, and I'll talk your ears off about how much I appreciate all that you've done Dearest. You helped saved the universe love! And...more importantly, you gave me back my son."
Lance straight up cried.”
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Chapter Song: Vitamin String Quartet - Rockabye
GM Moodboard 9 - Chapter 11: Even Before We Got To Touch
“ The image broke her in some vital way. Shattered what little remained of her resolve. Werual kicked her in the stomach with his good leg. Yanking her back to her feet with his remaining arm without so much as an ounce of resistance. Sifair's candlelight eyes burning against the bloodied dirt floor underneath her.
Her son.
Her laughing baby boy she had to leave. What would her kit think? If he saw just how vicious a creature his mother was? He would have the same look in his eyes, wouldn't he? He'd be that terrified of her, right? Sifair tried to look back at the child she had freighted. To apologize. To beg forgiveness.
To comfort.”
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Chapter Song: Hamilton - Stay Alive (Reprise)
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GIVEAWAY WINNER!!!!! 😘❤️💝🎉✨🎉✨✨✨✨
CONGRATULATIONS TO @magicalgirlspotlight !!!!! It was really difficult decision to make and, as those around me will confess, one I was constantly thinking of.
Nevertheless, I was incredibly touched by Spotlight’s words and can’t help but smile at in awe of how far we’ve come in this tiny little community :’)
So thank you, Spotlight, for your love and support, and thank you @olkarianprincess , @diamondheart31 , @grbgcn2 , and @hessonite-angel-art (seriously, why does it never work with your other account???)
I’ve met so many wonderful, beautiful friends along the way and I cannot put into words how thankful I am to have you all in my life. It’s been a year since this monster of a fic has came out, but, for some reason, it feels longer than that.
Maybe that’s becuase updates take forever?
Maybe that’s because I'm constantly going back and forth on GM?
Or maybe, and most likely, it’s because of the amazing people I’ve met along the way who have clicked with me in such a way that it seems as though we’ve known each other for much longer.
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The fact that I’ve, somehow, made your days better with my sporadic updates unto this single Shidge fanfic is beyond me . Thank you for all your wonderful words and even lovelier soupport and love for this past year.
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HAPPY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY TO GOLDEN MADNESS!!!✨🎊🎉❤️
YES! You all heard me! Today is GM’s official one year anniversary!
A year ago, on this day, I posted GM never knowing the amazing people I’ve met along the way.
SO THANK YOU FOR STICKING WITH ME FOR AN ENTIRE YEAR!!!
I know updates have been few and far in between, but know that, while life continues to kick my ass, I don’t plan of giving up on this monster of a fic just yet! And because of that…
I’VE DECIDED TO HOST A GIVEAWAY!!!!
One on my Tumblr and one on my Instagram. Where I will be giving a FULL PAPERBACK copy of GM so far along with some extra goodies to one lucky person ! The rules are as follows.
HAPPY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY GUYS!!! 😘❤️❤️❤️✨🌟⭐️✨🏆🎉🎊💖As promised, I will be hosting a HUGE giveaway where I will be give one of you lovely people a full paperback version of Golden Madness so far! Rules are as follows:
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Once again, thank you all so much for your continued love and support.
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GM Moodboard 8: Chapter 10: A Version of the Truth
“Sifair…Her full title was Sentinel Elite Sifairias Kerain Shaanti…” Talking a deep breath, Kolivan put his Blades at ease with a wave of his hand. Taking a seat a ways away from Matt.
Head in his hands.
“She was our previous leader. I thought…I thought she was dead.”
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Chapter Song: The Killers - Miss Atomic Bomb