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mactavishsgfandwife · 4 months

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141 When They’re Sick

bilingual privilege is using your second language to scribble down notes for your tumblr fanfiction in class with the reassurance that no one else will be able to understand what you’re writing 😋 pure fluff (not proofread)

Johnny ‘Soap’ Mactavish

soap has such man flu vibes

i just know he will have a little cold from never dressing appropriately for the english weather (he thinks he can tough it out) (he can’t) and then lays on the sofa for a week, miserable and constantly pining for your attention

he loves a cup of tea when he’s sick but he also swears that irn bru has magic restorative qualities, and "that’s how i keep m’physique, bonnie"

Johnny groans, rubbing his face with his palm as he lays stretched out over the sofa, his feet resting on one arm and a hot water bottle flopped lazily over his stomach. For the most part, the grunts and sighs seem genuine, but you could swear that he makes sure to emphasise his suffering when you walk past, just to let you know what a big strong boy he’s being for dealing with his sore throat and slight headache.

"Head hurts…" he groans, holding a forearm over his eyes to shield them from the light.

"I know, honey… you want a paracetamol?" you pat his head, trying to hide your little, sympathetic laugh.

"Nah, only just had one… Y’could gimme a kiss, though," he grinned up at you, his tone lightening a little.

"Ew! Stop, I don’t want your germs," you laugh, pulling your hand away from his hair.

"Aww, c’mon… might make me feel better," Johnny teases, sitting up a little (he wasn’t really that weak in the first place) and holds your wrist so you can’t escape. When you see the stupid, irritating grin on his face, you know you don’t really care about germs. You just want to kiss him.

Captain John Price

price, when he’s feeling ill, likes to be looked after - the number one cure for ANY of this man’s problems is a warm bath

he loves it when you act like a little housewife for him, running him a warm bath and bringing him a constant stream of cups of tea - sometimes he’ll pretend to be sicker than he is for a little longer than he has to just for a day or two more of being doted on by you. not that you don’t do that anyways.

but he’s a menace when you try to go off shopping or to work - he lays a strong, hairy arm over you, mumbling something about being sick and needing you to stay

if you massage his back and shoulders when he’s feeling sick, he will be so happy. it takes a little longer than when he rubs your back because there’s just more of him, with his broad shoulders and muscular dad-bod (yum)

You have John laying on his front, on the bed, arms crossed under his head. His hair is damp, getting the bedsheets a little wet beneath him, and he has a soft white towel wrapped loosely around his hips - he smells strangely like lavender (he definitely used your shower gel instead of his because yours is nicer - you pretend not to notice, as your hands gently move up and down his sore back).

He’s managed to come down with a bad cold the day after an intense workout, so his body is totally exhausted and nothing really appeals to him other than laying down. Being as fit as he is, you wouldn’t expect him to be in such a state, but the man needs a break and it’s plain to see.

The soft light from the nice-smelling candles that you’ve lit on the bedside table plays in his wet hair, which you gently comb your fingers through.

"You been using my products again, hmm?" you grin with a gentle tone, leaning in closer to him.

"Sorry love…" he starts to respond, his voice a little hoarse.

"It’s okay," you laugh softly, nuzzling your face into his back as you lower yourself on top of him, like a weighted blanket. Your soft hands wrap gently around his scarred sides, as little sighs of contentment leave your mouth.

"What happened to my back rub?" he teases, feeling your body laying against him. Still, he doesn’t a muscle to stop you from cuddling up to him.

As you keep quiet, enjoying the warmth of his body, he chuckles and pulls himself into a more comfortable position below you.

"That’s alright, sweetheart…" he replies to your silence.

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley

simon would try to be an unphased tough guy but he’d have little moments of weakness

he’d insist that he’s not that sick while taking paracetamol and drinking tea constantly, pulling you close to him as often as he can and being clingier than usual (he’s always touchy, but he is particularly reliant on you now)

he’s in a terrible mood, but just resting his head on your shoulder or holding you while you work helps him… better yet, he loves it when you’re sitting on the sofa and working on your laptop, or watching a film, and he gets to lay down with his head in your lap - with your soft fingers occasionally brushing through his short hair

he’s a tough guy, but when it’s just you and him, he can just lay down with his girl without worrying about being ghost. he’s just simon - poorly simon, with his sweet girlfriend taking care of him.

Phone in your hand, you quietly text your friend about her crazy ex boyfriend and the dress that she’s going to wear out tonight - the red one or the other red one, with the different neckline? You look up to the doorway to see a tall, tired man walk into the sitting room - 6’4", dressed in an old grey hoodie and a pair of pyjama bottoms, ruffling his hair and looking utterly exhausted.

"Thought you were asleep, Si…"

"Can’t sleep," he mumbles gruffly, silently moving towards you and finding a spot to lay his head - right in your lap, his feet resting on the opposite arm of your big sofa.

Understanding his fatigue, you sigh softly and stroke his head as it lays against you. His skin is pale, showing his sickness, and his eyes look tired and dry. A little groan escapes his lips as he shuffles on the sofa, trying to make himself comfortable.

"Love you, darling…" he whispers softly, his eyes shutting in preparation to finally sleep.

Kyle ‘Gaz’ Garrick

i feel like kyle’s love language is food

if you make that man a curry or a good spag bol, he will secretly be making plans to propose to you as he eats it

and that’s all the more true when he’s ill or tired out - some comfort food home cooked by you would mean the world

Gaz had a bad cold and had been hibernating in bed all day, mostly asleep but occasionally watching the football or texting Soap to complain about how sick he is. As you walked into the room, brandishing a bowl of spaghetti carbonara, his eyes lit up.

"Hey, what’s this?" he grins, his voice a little hoarse.

"Carbonara. For you," you chuckle, placing it down on his bedside table, "I have some work stuff to finish, I-"

"Y’could just stay with me instead. I’ve been locked up in here all day," he teases.

"You’ve been asleep all day! I really need to… well…"

"Come on, baby."

You struggle to hide the grin that’s creeping onto your face, not wanting to procrastinate your work any longer (this wasn’t the first time Kyle has stolen you away from typing up emails) but he got what he wanted when, a moment later, you were cuddled up to him. Wearing his tshirt and your underwear, with your head resting on his shoulder.

"Oh my God, this is so good!" he chuckles, eating, voice still strained from the sore throat. He’s mostly just happy to have you next to him (oh, as well as the pasta).

gaz is my babyyyyyyy i don’t think you guys get it 😣😣😣 this took an age and a half to write i hope it’s up to standard thanks for reading!! xx

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axnrxn · 1 year

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hi there,

i've read your works and they are amazing! can i request the reader being bilingual and how the reactions of the cod members would be when they found out about it? (sorry for my bad english)

thank you in advance and have a good day/evening/night <3

(141, König, Alejandro Vargas, & Rudolfo Parra x GN!bilingual!reader)

TW: bad translations, fluff, some explicit sexual imagery, swearing.

Since you didn’t specify the language, I made executive decisions. A lot of google translate because I suck. Your English is great and probably better than my terrible translations! Much love<3

Simon “Ghost” Riley

“Entendido, Alejandro." (Understood, Alejandro.) acknowledging Alejandro's order.

“Ah! ¿Hablas español? Eso es bueno, sera muy útil aquí.” (Ah! You speak spanish? That's good, it will be very useful here.) Alejandro replied, chuckling and smiling back at you.

Simon turns slightly to look at you while Rudy is driving, trying not to show his surprise.

Once you two exited the vehicle and were out of earshot of the others, he confronted you about the exchange.

“When’d you learn that?”

“Learn what?”

“C’mon. You know what I’m referring to.”

“I’ve always known it. Just never had a reason to speak it before.”

“You n’ him seem to hit it off…”

“You jealous, lieutenant?”

He forced a laugh through his nose.

“Mmm, yeah right. Just don’t get too friendly with him, yeah? You’ve got a job to do, sergeant.” He placed a hand on your shoulder, before quickly realizing his proximity and pulling away.

“Don’t worry, lieutenant. You'll always be my favorite." You joked, earning an eye roll from him.

"Get a move on, sergeant." He replied gruffly, though you could tell from his tensed shoulders that you flustered him with your sarcastic proclamation.

You'd have to tease him later in his quarters about it. You loved making him jealous and flustered, the way his skin would flush with embarrassment. In private, he was much easier to tease. Especially when you would straddle his lap, his jaw in your hand as you kissed his neck. The quiet, needy moans he'd make just for you as you grinded against him.

You shook your head and regained your focus, looking forward to your time alone with your lieutenant.

Johnny “Soap” MacTavish

“Dos francotiradores en la azotea oeste, Alejandro. Ten cuidado," (Two snipers on the west rooftop, Alejandro. Be careful.) you warned, peering around a wall.

Soap turned to look at you as you awaited orders.

"Since when could you speak spanish, love?" He inquired.

"My whole life?"

"Oi! And you never thought to tell me? An' you waited til now?" You could hear Alejandro chuckle as he listened over the comms.

"Surprise" You answered sarcastically, shrugging.

"Perhaps there's more things your partner didn't tell you, Sergeant MacTavish?" Alejandro teased.

"Aye, I'm gonna learn every last bit of you when this is through." Soap said, gazing at you suggestively.

He let his free hand graze your jaw, gently running his thumb over your cheek, all while looking deep into your eyes. You wanted to be off duty with him, making him moan into your mouth as his fingers curled in your hair. He was always so vocal and expressive, you loved it. As he leaned over to kiss you, shots rang out.

"Ah, shite. Goddammit." Soap whispered.

"Raincheck, Soap." You said, quickly pecking his cheek before leaving your shared cover in favor of hiding behind a truck.

He smiled and gave you a two-finger salute, turning in sync with you to clear the road.

Captain John Price

"'Ze komen om middernacht aan.'" You repeated quietly to yourself, translating what you overheard the smugglers say.

"Their contact is arriving at midnight, 0-6." You said to Price through comms.

"Copy, 2-6," Price responded quickly.

"I'll meet you on the boat as soon as Gaz takes out the patrol." You announced, waiting for Gaz.

"On it, 2-6," Gaz responded.

You finally made your way to the boat, meeting Price at the locked gate. Once the boat was cleared of narcos, he turned to you.

“Care to share with me how you knew when they were coming?” He asked, looking at you expectantly.

"Well, there were a few people speaking Dutch around the docks." You replied, not realizing that you had never told him about learning Dutch before.

"And you didn't care to mention you knew Dutch when we found out we were going to Amsterdam?" He pressed, clearly confused more than frustrated with you.

"Honestly, I'm so exhausted that I forgot I even could. I didn't think about it." You sighed, rubbing a hand over your face.

His eyes filled with a mixture of pity and love as he finally looked over you, noting your slumped posture.

"I'll tell you what, you 'n me can head to a nice spot and get some rest before we head out in the morning. Get you a nice bed to sleep in for the night." He decided, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and pulling you into his chest, careful not to press you too hard into his bulky vest.

"But if we have a nice bed, there's other things I'd rather be doing," you teased, grabbing his ass and pulling him further into you.

He chuckled, wrapping his arms around you fully and resting his head on top of yours.

"We'll have time for that later, love. Don't you worry," he assured you. "You rest up first, then we'll see about that." He stated, finally pulling away to make his way off the boat as you trailed behind him towards your reward.

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

"What're they doing here?" Gaz wondered aloud.

"They're a narco smuggling hub" you replied simply, popping out of the water next to him.

"How do you know?" He asked.

"They're talking about an outgoing shipment to Las Almas." You remarked, watching the smugglers walk their patrol routes along the docks slowly. "Who else from Las Almas would be picking something up here?" You pointed out, proving your point.

"Since when do you understand Dutch?"

"Since I went to college for a year abroad."

A whole new side of you was revealed to Gaz in that moment. You never really mentioned anything about your past. What led you here, why you joined the military, what your life was like before. You joined the military unusually late, but no one had ever asked you why. He'd have to finally inquire about it after the mission.

"What else have you been hiding?" He teased, turning you by the shoulder to face him.

"Mmm, I'm actually a Russian spy that knows 5 languages and was assigned to infiltrate 141." You replied sarcastically, rolling your eyes at him.

"Well they picked the best one for the job, with you being that sexy and all. We never stood a chance." He chuckled, pecking your cheek.

Alejandro Vargas

“Me encantaría tener una cita contigo, Alejandro.”(I’d love to go on a date with you, Alejandro.) You finally said, taking advantage of 141’s and Rudy’s absence. You didn’t feel like pretending you didn’t understand him anymore, as funny as some of the things you got to listen in on were.

“Me entendiste todo este tiempo?” (You understood me all this time?) His jaw practically hit the floor.

“Sí, todo este tiempo,” (Yes, all this time.) you laughed. You had heard everything Alejandro said to Rudy about you under the guise that you weren’t listening. You finally decided to reveal yourself when Alejandro mentioned to Rudy how he wanted to take you on a date after the mission was over.

He stood there, frozen, as he tried to recall everything he had ever said about you.

“You were always complimenting me and praising me when you thought I wasn’t listening. I didn’t want to just end that, you know?” You smiled, reassuring him that he hadn’t offended you.

“So you heard my plans and finally decided to tell me, hm?” He asked, regaining his composure.

“Something like that. But I wouldn’t mind pretending I didn’t understand if it means that I'll keep hearing you tell Rudy how amazing I am.”

"Ah, this will be fun. Let's pretend, yes? You can listen to all the things I want to do to you." he teased, smirking at you.

"That'll certainly keep things interesting, Ale." You blushed.

You were thinking about how quickly things had escalated between you two. How long before he actually did the things he said? His lips on your neck, whispering spanish in your ear, his hands on your ass. You wanted to grab him by his vest on the spot and curl your fingers in his hair. You could only imagine it for so long before you had to cast your thoughts away, trying to avoid getting so worked up on the job.

Rudolfo “Rudy” Parra

"This is Los Vaqueros to 141, Hassan is on the move." You stated over comms as you peered through your scope.

Rudy looked at you, confused. You realized that you didn't tell him you understood english before. When it came to talking to native english speakers, you always got too nervous and chickened out because you worried about your accent and grammar.

"Porque no me dijiste, mi amor? (Why didn't you tell me, my love?) He asked, noting how you had refused to say anything in english up until now.

"No lo use antes de ahora." (I didn't use it before now) "Tambien, mi ingles no es perfecto." (Also, my english isn't perfect.) You replied, intentionally neglecting to mention how nervous you were about being judged.

"Es bueno, estoy orgulloso de ti." (It's good, I am proud of you.) He assured you, smiling at you as you turned away from your rifle's scope.

"Gracias, Rudy. Pero, seguiremos hablando espanol cuando estemos solo, si?" (Thank you, Rudy. But we will still speak spanish when it is us alone, yes?) You inquired, hoping he wouldn't push it.

"A huevo, mi amor." (Of course, my love.) He agreed, you were pretty sure he figured out your reasoning. You leaned back into Rudy, letting his arms engulf you as you sighed. He put you at ease so quickly, almost making you forget that you were chasing down a terrorist assisted by narcos through Las Almas. But you couldn't bask in his calming presence forever, so you settle back into your previous position at your rifle.

He place his hand on your back gently, rubbing between your shoulders to keep you relaxed. You loved moments like this. No matter the situation, Rudy always did small gestures to remind you that he was right there beside you.

König

"Konig, gehst du mit mir auf ein Date?" (Konig, will you go on a date with me?" You asked, hopping atop a crate while facing him.

"What?" He asked, unable to process that you had just spoken German.

"Did I not say it correctly?" You asked, worried that your German was not up to par with your native English.

"No, no. Your German is great..." He replied slowly, gathering his thoughts.

"Is that a no?" You teased, knowing exactly what Konig was realizing.

"Shiebe, sorry, yes of course I would like that... Wait." He cut himself off, finally putting the pieces together.

"Wie lange hast du mich verstanden?" (How long have you understood me?) he inquired, panic starting to fill his voice.

"Ungefahr ein Jahr?"(About a year?) You admitted, guessing the time frame that you've known him.

"And you did not say anything?!" He panicked, thinking about everything he's every muttered about you and your body. He'd only known you for a year, meaning you've understood everything he's ever uttered.

"Well, I was gonna tell you right away, but then I heard you mutter about how pretty I was when I looked up at you... and I don't know, I guess I wanted to hear you say that more." You divulged, seeing Konig's eyes widen.

"I have said many things I shouldn't have, mein Gott..." He whispered to himself, mentally replaying everything he has ever said about you in your presence.

"If it makes you feel any better, I really like you, too, Konig." You professed, pulling his vest towards you.

A/N: I'm finally finishing my drafts, sorry for the delay! Much love. Ghost x reader x konig coming as soon as I clear my drafts!

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kimbappykidding · 9 months

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You were a solo artist in SM and got on with all the other groups really. You were a social butterfly known for being loud and confident. You were closest to NCT, being a similar age to them and that's how you found yourself sat with Johnny, Taeyong and Yuta at a party. When Johnny enquired about your love life you told him about your recent awful first date which had all the guys in stitches.

"So I'm basically never going to find someone" you said and Taeyong shook his head "bullshit, you'll find a guy who can keep up with you eventually". "When Taeyong? When!" you cried shaking him and Taeyong laughed pretending he hadn’t just discovered you were way stronger than him. "You know who I think would really suit you?" Johnny asked and you looked at him "if you say Mark I'm going to punch you". Taeyong and Yuta both laughed but Johnny shook his head "no you'd eat Mark alive! Jaehyun". You froze "Jaehyun...why?" but the others were all agreeing. "You'd look so cool together!" Taeyong said and Yuta nodded "plus they have the same energy, they'd be so badass". You frowned "but isn't Jaehyun like really quiet and shy?" you asked. The guys all paused and you sat up taller "okay I need to know what that look was! Is he secretly really kinky or something?". Johnny laughed "let's just say once you get past his shyness he's a little different". "Look at her face" Yuta laughed and you smiled because he was right, you were suddenly a lot more interested in the quietest member of NCT127. You were also friends with Seventeen and recalled DK went to school with Jaehyun and after many awkward interactions, they were now friends of sorts. So you went over to Seventeen and started chatting with DK about him. "Yeah he was pretty cool and nice, why?" DK asked and you shrugged "nothing just NCT suggested we'd be a good match and I was really confused why" but all of Seventeen began nodding. "I totally see that!" Joshua said and Vernon nodded "yeah me too, you'd look really good together". "You have complimenting personalities" Mingyu said and you frowned "really? Hmm okay" and Joshua nodded "plus you're clearly attracted to him so...". "I am not!" you cried and he grinned "yes you are or you wouldn't be asking about him. If they'd shipped you with a guy you don't like there's no way you'd be asking for details about him". You shrugged supposing that was true "I mean Jaehyun's not bad looking" you said and then Joshua's eyes widened. "What?" you asked laughing "we just all agreed I think Jaehyun's hot". Joshua pointed behind you and you saw Jaehyun was stood 2 meters away where the line for the bar was. They all shushed you but an idea came to you and thinking you were the smartest person in world, you carried on talking but in English...because you had no idea Jaehyun could understand English too.

"He is good-looking, he's got really nice cheekbones and hair and his smile is pretty cute. Plus from what I've heard he plays a lot of sport so I bet he's also very strong". Joshua nodded still glancing at Jaehyun "yeah...so you'd be interested in him?". You nodded "yeah I would be" and Vernon nodded before relaxing "okay he's gone now" and you all returned to Korean. "How clever was that" you cried high-fiving the boys "look at us bilingual queens!". Joshua and Vernon looked at one another and you paused "what?". "Erm...you know Jahehyun can speak fluent English right?" Vernon asked and you paused "WHAT! No! I would never have done that if I knew he could understand me! Why didn't any of you stop me?". "I thought you were doing that on purpose so he'd know you like him!" Vernon said and you shook your head "no!". Vernon cringed "Well this is awkward" and you nodded "yes Vernon it is!". Joshua shook his head "don't worry though, he didn't seem weirded out by it or anything, he was smiling". "He was smiling?" you asked and Joshua nodded making you smile too. When you passed the NCT127 table later on Johnny called out to you. Jaehyun wasn't there but you could tell by all the looks on the member's faces that they all knew what happened. "So Y/n...good night?" Johnny asked. You blushed "I didn't know he could speak English okay? I thought I was being really smart and sneaky but no". The guys all burst out laughing and you blushed "stop it!". "Hey don't worry it's fine" Taeil said and Mark nodded "I've done the same thing". "Really?" you asked and he paused before shaking his head "well no but I wanted to make you feel better". You laughed "well thanks Mark! Anyway I'm never speaking to him again". Johnny shook his head "no come on it was cute! Jaehyun liked it". "He did? He said that?" you asked and the guys nodded. "Now he knows you definitely like him" Yuta said "so the two of you can start flirting". "Yeah right, I'm pretty sure I've scared him off forever" you said when you realised all the guys were gesturing behind you. You turned to see Jaehyun making his way back from the bar and he paused seeing you. Luckily he hadn't heard what you were saying (this time) but he could clearly guess. "Hi" he said and you nodded to him "hi...I'm Y/n" you said "I feel like after everything tonight I should probably introduce myself". You knew of each other but had never spoken so it only seemed right to start here and Jaehyun smiled. "Of course I already know who you are but it's nice to meet you" and he shook your outstretched hand "I'm Jaehyun...but you obviously already know that". You smiled "I do but it's nice to actually talk to you and not to others about you...in a language you can already understand". Jaehyun laughed "that was pretty funny...yeah I lived in America for 4 years so know the language". You smiled "that's very cool, wanna tell me about it?" and gestured for you to sit together. Jaehyun smiled "I'd like that" and followed you. His members stared awestruck. "How did Y/n come back from that?" Jungwoo asked "she was so chill and cute about it". Doyoung shrugged "pretty, social people have that power, they can talk their way into or out of anything". "She is powerful" Haechan agreed "also did you see the way Jaehyun was looking at her?". Johnny grinned "this is why I suggested them, I knew Jaehyun would be attracted to her confidence!". "He totally was and even flirting a little!" Haechan said and they all nodded. "They will be a good match" Yuta said sipping his drink "I'm excited to see where this goes". Meanwhile, you and Jaehyun were getting to know one another and you asked Jaehyun to tell you about himself. "I've heard a lot of things from different people so I'm curious how you'd actually describe yourself" you said resting your hand on your chin and Jaehyun panicked because you looked really good and were undoubtedly more interesting than him. He started giving the typical explanation of where he was from, how he became a singer etc and you smiled. "Don't worry I'm not interviewing you, I just want to know what you like" you explained and Jaehyun felt a little better for that. "I don't know, I'm quite sporty" Jaehyun said "do you play any sports?". You smiled and Jaehyun leaned forwards "what?". You carried on smiling "yeah I used to play sports...but then I got banned so I don't anymore". "You got banned?" Jaehyun cried "for what?". "Being too aggressive" you laughed "to my own team...". "What?" Jaehyun asked and you explained how you were too competitive and would sometimes disapprove of choices your teammates made. "So now I just do solo sports" you laughed "running, swimming, weightlifting, cycling, stuff like that. What about you?". Jaehyun started listing off all the sports he played and you laughed "wow okay! Are you sure you're not a part-time athlete as well as an idol?". Jaehyun laughed shaking his head "no I'm not that good I just enjoy it" and then he paused as he saw you scanning him. "What are you doing?" he laughed and you shrugged "just out of everything people told me nobody mentioned you were really fit and I'm just wondering why". Jaehyun blushed "I'm really not...plus you're in great shape too". You turned to him "and how would you know? Have you been checking me out?". Jaehyun went bright pink and began babbling until you smiled at him "I'm joking, I feel like working in this industry you can't help seeing a lot of each other". Jaehyun nodded "yeah that's true and something I've always tried to fight against. I don't like showing too much of myself it just feels weird". You found that sweet and smiled "and that's totally your call. You get to decide what you show if anything and showing everything or nothing is okay". "Exactly!" Jaehyun said "I'm not opposed to people showing off their body, I actually think it's really great it's just not for me". You smiled "yeah I usually go through phases, when I feel good about my body I'm happy to show it but when I'm not I like to hide away". "Well I haven't been staring but I have noticed a little and I think you should always be happy with your body" Jaehyun said and smiled "you know, you're really good at flirting" and Jaehyun blushed "thank you...if you'd like to see more of it we could go out on a date?". Jaehyun returned to the table with your phone number, a date with you and a huge smile. The guys all chattered excitedly as he came back over and then looked at him. "So?" Johnny asked and Jaehyun blushed looking down "we've got a date next weekend". The guys all cheered and Jaehyun tried to shush them because you were only across the room with Seventeen and would hear. Sure enough, you heard and all looked over. You saw Jaehyun trying to shush them and then freeze as your eyes fell on him. Jaehyun smiled apologetically and you grinned back. Jaehyun just had a feeling right there, he was going to love that smile. During your first date with Jaehyun, you weren't sure if Nct were just making him sound edgier than he was. Don't get you wrong, he was perfect. He was a gentleman, he was funny, he was great company and he looked amazing but you didn't see this dark horse that had been promised. Not until he kissed you. You honestly weren't sure if Jaehyun was feeling this. He was hard to read and hadn't made any big moves during dinner so you half-expected a text from him when you got home saying he just wanted to be friends. However, as you were walking to his car you dropped your bag and Jaehyun rushed to pick it up for you. He stood up and wad close to your face and he passed it not stepping back "here" he said and you smiled "you're quite the hero aren't you?". "I'd rescue you any day" he said in his deep voice and you blushed, surprised at where this had come from and how he could turn it on so quickly. "Really?" you asked "I can never tell if you're attracted to me or not". Jaehyun nodded "I am, how about I show you?". You nodded and he cupped your chin before kissing you. Jaehyun was an insanely good kisser and that's when you got it. The way he caressed your body but barely even touched you sent shivers down your spine. How he made the kiss feel effortless and like you'd always just been right here kissing him. This was the side NCT meant and you loved it, so you enjoyed it. You pulled Jaehyun towards you by his hips and his eyes opened in surprise. You smiled up at him "don't tell me that's all I'm getting, I want more...". "You can have whatever you want" he said his hands finally finding your waist and you smiled like the giddiest woman alive. When Jaehyun realised you may be able to withstand more of this than him he broke away and looked at you. You saw the hesitation in his eyes, how he wondered if to take things further or not and you took his hands. Jaehyun was insanely hot and skilled but you knew he was still introverted and didn't want to push him to do anything he wasn't comfortable with. So you made the decision for him "that was amazing, I can't wait for our second date". You saw Jaehyun relax a little and he nodded "but I haven't even got to ask you yet". "I'm pretty sure that did it all for you" you smiled and Jaehyun finally blushed. Apart from another quick kiss as you got out of the car, you let the boy rest after your first date. You'd gotten a glimpse of the passion beneath and you wanted to make sure the fire was firmly stocked before unleashing it.

You and Jaehyun carried on dating and it was very similar. You’d have a good date, a great kiss that always left you both wanting more but you’d sense Jaehyun’s nerves and pulled back. You were enjoying yourself and so was Jaehyun. Everything between you was fresh, unexpected and fun...as proof of this, your fourth date wasn't even meant to be a date. The guys were having a games day and so Jaehyun invited you to join, knowing how much you loved Mario Kart. However, that morning all the boys except for Jaehyun, Yuta and Johnny got called into the studio for an emergency recording session. Yuta claimed he didn't want to be around a hot young couple and so it was just you, Jaehyun and Johnny which was fine. The three of you actually had a lot of fun and played tons of games but then after a while, Johnny decided he should go see how things were going at the studio leaving the two of you alone. You did both pause as Johnny left the room as you now had the house to yourself. It wasn't that you couldn't be left alone just it was much more tempting to keep going beyond a kiss in the privacy of your own home...but you told yourself that likely wouldn't happen anyway and put the next game in. You played a racing game and you really liked these games because you were good at them...but so was Jaehyun. This made your competitive side come out and you really wanted to win. Everything was going well, you were approaching the finish line on your final lap in first place when you got hit by a weapon. Your character spun around as you desperately tried to get over the line and Jaehyun tried to get passed you. You finally got your character facing forwards and were so close to the finish line but as you went to cross it, Jaehyun pipped you across and you cried out in anger and flopped back onto the sofa. "Noooooo!" you whined and Jaehyun smiled down at you before he flopped onto his back too "I'm sorry I'm so good and won" he told you and you gasped turning onto your side so you could see him. "You didn't win because you're good you won because you got lucky!" you cried poking him in the chest. Jaehyun smiled "I didn't know you were a sore loser" and you pouted and went to turn away but he snook his hands around your waist and began to tickle you. You squealed and begged him to stop and he told you he would if you turned around to face him and so you did. "Better?" you asked now that you could see one another and Jaehyun nodded. He had a smile on his face but was now serious "yes". The way he said yes made you blush and he smiled because you looked so pretty right now and you were here with him...only inches away. You could see the thoughts forming in Jaehyun's head and smiled "can I help you with something?". "Yes" Jaehyun said and he kissed you. At first, you were smiling because Jaehyun was pretty cute but he soon banished that word from your mind. Like always, you were surprised at how good a kisser he was and were soon lost in kissing him. You wanted more and moved, pushing him back slightly so you could hover over him. In response Jaehyun sat up, taking you with him and placing your legs securely on either side of him. This was a lot better angle and you nodded "good thinking". "Anything that makes it easier to kiss you" he replied and carried on. Jaehyun could feel your hands toying with the bottom of his top and could tell you wanted to remove it but you didn't want to pressure him. He was more than happy to remove it but wanted to tease you a little more and make you really want him. Finally pulled back and caught your hands in his "lost something Y/n?" he asked. You were not happy with his sarcasm and shot him a pouty angry look which was delicious. Jaehyun could practically see your frustration fighting your morality which was trying not to push Jaehyun but the funny thing was, he was more than ready for this. "Here" he said and lifted his shift off his body "happy?" he asked. You scanned his body before smiling "so happy" and Jaehyun smiled as you rushed to kiss him again. You wasted no time getting acquainted with Jaehyun's famous chest and definitely picked up your intensity, so much so it was now Jaehyun who was struggling. No matter what you did he just wanted more. He pulled you even closer to him and that still that wasn't enough. The second he touched your own top it was off and the sight was glorious but still not enough. When you could feel him getting restless you started rocking your hips slightly and that was when Jaehyun was ready to burst. He paused pulling back "would you like to go upstairs?". You nodded and quickly hopped up and laughed running for the stairs. Jaehyun caught you on them and couldn't resist a small pit stop. He picked you up and propped you up on the wall and was having a lot of fun. You forgot there was anyone else in the house until Yuta walked by and shot you both a look. Luckily Jaehyun was very much focused on you otherwise you think he might've been embarrassed to be caught like this. Yuta smirked and shot you a thumbs-up before going into his room and Jaehyun was none the wiser. "Why don't you take me to your room?" you asked figuring that might be safest and Jaehyun nodded "let's go" and carried you up the last few steps. Once you were alone in his room things progressed even quicker. Jaehyun was well and truly ready for this and from his actions, you guessed he might've imagined this a few times. He was incredibly hot and you made a mental note to thank the guys again but Jaehyun immediately worked to get rid of any thought except for him...and he did it. Afterwards, neither of you wanted to move. Jaehyun had you in a very comfortable hug and you were convinced there was nothing that could make you leave his arms. Then he received a text from Johnny that they were all on their way home and you remembered you'd left a trail of clothes to Jaehyun's room. "We should go get them" you told Jaehyun who nodded "yeah but we've got time until they get back" and nuzzled your neck. You smiled at the sensation but tried to stay focused "well why don't I just quickly go grab them and come back?". "But then you'd have to go" Jaehyun said putting his hands firmly around your waist and you nodded "yeah but the sooner I go the sooner I get back". "No just let them see the clothes I don't care" Jaehyun announced and you smiled "who are you and what have you done with Jaehyun?". He blushed but shrugged "if I had to choose between you getting out of this bed and the members teasing me, I'd pick the last one". You smiled "I'm already corrupting you" and kissed him. "Don't worry, I wasn't that innocent anyway" Jaehyun replied which would've floored you typically but you had a mission in mind. You carried on kissing Jaehyun, manoeuvring him onto his back and waited until he loosened his arms and hopped out of bed, Jaehyun made a whiney noise which was honestly music to your ears and you smiled "I'll be two seconds and grabbed one of his t-shirts and shorts to quickly put on. Jaehyun watched you with an angry pout and he looked so hot that was extra motivation to get back to him quickly. The truth was you'd worn your favourite shirt here and you didn't trust you'd get it back in the same state if all the boys came trampling through the living room. So you hurried downstairs collecting the clothes and reached the living room where you had to hunt for Jaehyun's t-shirt. You'd just got them all when the front door opened and of course, all the remaining members walked in. You quickly put Jaehyun's shirt to the bottom of your pile so they wouldn't see it and fixed a smile on your face "hey how was work?". "Tiring" Taeil told you flopping onto the sofa and Jungwoo nodded "my eyes hurt". "Aww you poor things" you said and were trying to make a break for it but Johnny smirked "what've you got there Y/n?". "Erm nothing..." you said "just doing some cleaning". "Isn't that Jaehyun's t-shirt?" Haechan asked and you cursed remembering you had his t-shirt on. You shrugged "no it's mine". "You sure?" Doyoung asked and you nodded "completely". "So you and Jaehyun didn't get up to anything while you had the house to yourselves?" Johnny asked. You shook your head when someone tutted "yes you did, I caught you on the staircase because you couldn't make it to his room" Yuta said and all the guys burst out laughing. They all began teasing you and congratulating you and you rolled your eyes. "Just be happy I came to gather the things we left behind, I was trying to be nice". "Where's Jaehyun?" Mark asked and you told them he was upstairs. "So we've been at work all day and he's been here with Y/n?" Jungwoo asked "and he's still upstairs recovering!". "I'm just glad he finally did something, he was going crazy about you" Taeil said and as you spotted a figure at the top of the stairs you smile "oh really, Jaehyun did you hear that?". The guys all turned and the cheering started anew. Jaehyun had a big smile on his face but still blushed at their comments. "I came to see if you'd ambushed her" Jaehyun said coming to stand in front of you "leave her alone" he said taking your hand and leading you away. The guys all made jokes about him being protective already and still blushing, Jaehyun led you upstairs. Jaehyun closed the door and you smiled, arms folded "you really did mean what you said about rescuing me huh?". Jaehyun nodded "yep but to be fair I knew you'd be fine down there...I just wanted to show off a little". You grinned "really, impressed with yourself huh?". Jaehyun looked you up and down and nodded "very". You smiled "now I believe you offered some incentive to get me to return here quickly, what was it again?". In response Jaehyun shook off his shirt and you smiled "that was it" and started right where you left off.

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This will be a two part series and part two is out now! Click HERE to read the next part.

Okay I know I’m really late to this realisation but how freaking hot is Jaehyun?!? This series was inspired because I’m not buying Jaehyun’s innocent little face and I think/hope he’s got a darker side to him and wanted to imagine what that might look like. Enjoy ;)

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incorrect-spideytorch · 9 months

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Peter: So I’m bi-

Johnny: *gasps hopefully*

Peter: -lingual. Bilingual. I speak two languages.

Johnny: Oh… *takes a sip of coffee, disappointed*

Peter: Oh, and I also like boys.

Johnny: *spits out coffee*

#spideytorch #johnny storm #peter parker #incorrect spideytorch #peter x johnny #peter parker x johnny storm

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theflatpancakes · 11 months

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Johnny: Guys, Dally here is bilingual.

Dally: Yes.

Johnny: Which means he likes both boys and girls.

Dally: Ye- wait, what-

Pony: Johnny, that's not what bilingual means

Johnny: Shhh. It's okay, Dally. I still love you, man.

The gang: ...

Johnny: bUT NOT LIKE THAT-

#Definitely didnt use an incorrect quotes generator for this-#the outsiders #the outsiders incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes #johnny cade #ponyboy curtis #dallas winston #dally #ponyboy #Johnny

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80s4life · 2 years

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Johnny Lawrence With An Egocentric Reader Headcanon

Word Count: 666 (oh shit, we’re summoning a devil)

Status: Requested!

Ask: im sorry that youre going through hard times ;( idk if its easier for you to write headcanons or drabbles but do what makes you feel comfortable. also, didnt ask you if you write for johnny lawrence, but if thats not the im sorry to bother! i wanted to ask you some hc or drabble, its same for me, of johnny x egocentric reader? sorry if there are any grammar mistakes, english is not my native language

@: a cute bilingual anon! (so talented by the way, I have trouble speaking any other language)

Fandom: Karate Kid Series - Cobra Kai

Relationship: Johnny Lawrence x Egocentric!Reader

Warnings: strong language, fluff

Key: All of Johnny’s words are bolded, while Reader’s is left in italics!

Masterlist Karate Kid Masterlist Cobra Kai Masterlist

{gifs are not mine, credits go to @kyrixxx & @filmgifs & @ewan-mcgregor}

So hot, I’m frothing at the mouth

Young Johnny Lawrence:

You met at school, well, he saw you at school, you were too busy fighting the girls and their normal antics.

You were playing soccer with others while Johnny was too busy trying to catch the eyes of various other females as he stripped his shirt.

He tried to find every chance to get to you, and it wasn’t until he purposely slammed right into you with the claim of not seeing you while going to catch a football, did he finally accomplish his goal.

Knocking you to the ground, you easily got pissed and to his dismay, called him out on his bullshit:

“You did that on purpose, you Ass!”

“I didn’t do anything! It was a simple mistake, here let me help you up?”

“No, I got it myself, and stay the hell out of my way!”

From that day on, he was hooked. He didn’t know if it was your dominance and strength or your cutting edge demeanor; either way, he wanted you. BAD.

It was his duty to keep up on this game of cat and mouse, and each time, the blame was pinned on him (rightfully so) and turned away.

“Watch where you’re going!”

“Go torture someone else who’s more into you.”

“Leave me alone!”

It didn’t seem to matter what you did, he would always come back with these huge puppy dog eyes and a grin that could cut glass.

Maybe that’s what made you start to give into his charms?

When you finally allow him into your life, take you on dates and such, he often tries to pester you just to get you fired up. He thinks it’s hot, you think it’s utterly annoying and misleading.

“You’re trying too hard, Lawrence.”

“You’re pushing on the line of clingy.”

“Can I take a breather?”

Either way, you guys soon find a dynamic. Although you may seem self-centered and cruel to most, Johnny knows it’s just a perk that comes with the territory.

Whether this behavior was learned at home or by the way the world works, Johnny loves it and basically basks in it. It makes you tough, and like Sensei Kreese taught him, that’s what you need to survive; a skill Johnny has yet to master.

Older Johnny Lawrence:

As Johnny had aged, he learned the skill of having to fend for one’s self before tending to anyone else. This asset had instantly peaked his interest upon meeting you.

You, getting the job rather easily, tended to the children in the Cobra Kai dojo when class was in session, helping to guide and help instruct every motion the senseis provided.

Like younger Johnny, older version of him also found this very endearing and headstrong, allowing him to feel safe and comfortable around you, knowing you could handle yourself in most situations.

Yes, being egocentric is very selfish or self-regarding, but it works in his world. In a world where John Kreese and Terry Silver reside in, hell, even Daniel Larusso.

However, catch Johnny on a bad day, and that’s his favorite topic to target:

“You always so damn full of yourself?”

“Only when it means warding off self-centered pricks like you. You have stereotypes written all over your forehead!”

“You’re one to talk!”

“Like you have much to say in defense?”

In light of the topic, you’re both egocentric but don’t like to admit it (much to our dismay)

Besides your personalities constantly crashing, they also mesh well, having similar attributes that make you work.

ESPECIALLY when it comes to going head-to-head with Kreese and Silver.

Johnny loves to step back and watch you fire on them, knowing that in the end, you’re seeking comfort for yourself of all things. You don’t let them corrupt you, which keeps making them come back, but Johnny knows where you stand.

You’re loyal, and he couldn’t ask for anything better than a Bad Bitch like you.

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Lol i just randomly got this idea since I don't see it much but imagine a reader from the middle east just starts swearing in Arabic. And I've heard that it can sound quite aggressive in comparison to english so how would the guys react if the reader who has basically a baby voice that barely sounds stern in English but when she gets mad she suddenly starts yelling and cussing in Arabic and her voice completely shifts (I beg for writers to include this type of stuff since I barely see any Arabic readers 🥲) (chapter 20 was amazing 😍 btw)

Double takes all around. I've seen videos of bilingual people speaking English versus a different language and them being shocked by the change in tone between the two languages.

If that happened with the reader, the guys would definitely be shocked. They're looking around for whoever is yelling and cursing, only to realize it's the reader 😂

Price and Simon are definitely more worried about the reader getting into a fight after they get over their shock. Kyle is impressed once he gets over that shock and definitely wants the reader to teach him some curse words. Johnny also wants to be bilingual in curse words (he probably knows quite a few in various languages), but he also definitely wants the reader to yell at him like that 🤭 (he's a simp, what can I say 🤷‍♀️)

#they know the reader is a spitfire when provoked #but a change like that?#rip whoever she's yelling at #answered #queue 0 6

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centrally-unplanned · 11 months

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River's Edge & The Flat Battle? Field: Deep Diving a Single Word

So the 1993 manga River's Edge, by Kyoko Okazaki, was finally officially released in English last week. It's a problematic fave of mine, and (as I discussed in my review of it many moons ago), the peak of its edgy angst is this poem, standing alone on a field of black, near the end of the book:

"The flat battlefield" is a phrase that has really stuck with me since I read it, and anything that has that level of sticking power is a meaningful piece of art. My opinion of the manga has grown over time.

So when I got to this section in the official translation and I saw:

I was a bit bummed, "flat field" really just lacks the impact "battlefield" ha-

-wait what?

Reprinted by Permission of SSL/Sterling Lord Literistic, Inc. Copyright by William Gibson, originally published in "Robert Longo"

Okazaki didn't write this, William Gibson did?? The American cyberpunk fiction author? He...writes poetry? Turns out by the way this attribution is in the original manga, it just didn't survive the scanlation process.

I was curious about both how and when this translation shift occurred (if it ever did), and the origin of this poem - which was really hard to find! "Robert Longo" is not a book, he's a person - an American artist and filmmaker who directed the 1995 movie Johnny Mnemonic, which William Gibson wrote the screenplay for (and wrote the short story it is an adaptation of). When you search books by the two of them nothing really turns up - at least on the western side of things. In America they never really did publish a book. But in Japan they published a few actually - some too late for 1993's River's Edge, but in 1991:

Publisher Kyoto Shion's Art RANDOM series, vol. 71, featuring the collected art of Robert Longo, edited by Kyoichi Tsuzuki...and featuring inset poetry by William Gibson. Funnily enough one of the listings (Fukkan) actually notes:

現代美術コレクターだけでなく、ウィリアム・ギブスンのファン、岡崎京子のファン共々気になる作品集だと思います。 This is a work that will be of interest not only to contemporary art collectors, but also to fans of William Gibson and Kyoko Okazaki.

The poem from this book - which is called "The Beloved: Voices for Three Heads" - is way more famous as a reference by Okazaki than as a work by Gibson. Which turned out to be a problem when I wanted to dig deeper and find the actual poem and its context; when you google it you get...almost entirely Japanese results discussing River's Edge! Which means I couldn’t actually find the poem, just Japanese translations of it. And I am pretty sure the poem was not originally in Japanese - the bookseller listings note that the book is bilingual in both Japanese & English, the Gibson poems would be the obvious English candidates.

However, buried beneath piles of mid-2000’s Japanese Okazaki fandom blog posts, I found the work of academic Gary Westfahl. He wrote a deep dive book in 2013 on the works of William Gibson, and in the abstract header for Chapter Five:

It also considers Gibson's poems such as “The Beloved: Voices for Three Heads,” his ventures into writing song lyrics, and the approach he used in some of his later nonfiction works

Ba-bam - and with a quick trip to LibGen pulling up a pdf version of the book, here we go:

Gibson's first literary publications, in 1963, were poems, and he obviously remained interested in the form, since in the 1980s and 1990s, when artists approached him about collaborative projects, he usually provided poetry. To date, Gibson has published three poems, not counting fanzine efforts, along with two other poems available only as excerpts. Asked to contribute to Robert Longo's 1989 performance piece Dream Jumbo, Gibson wrote a poem, "The Beloved: Voices for Three Heads," later included in a book, Robert Longo: Art Random, largely devoted to documenting that show

Gary fucking Westfahl, coming through in the clutch!! I was curious why this combination art book/poetry existed, but now it makes sense; the poem and the art were already a packaged deal as part of a performance art exhibit. And this also explains why the poem was so hard to find - as of 2013 Gibson only ever published 3 poems in his career! I am curious how this play got over to Japan - Dream Jumbo premiered in LA in 1989, but additionally in 1989 Longo had a titular "Robert Longo" art exhibit at the Seibu Contemporary Art Gallery in Tokyo, which had its own art book published - its fair to say he was "big in Japan" and so the success of Dream Jumbo made its way over. He would actually run a sort of gallery-version of the performance in Tokyo in 1995, for which he gave an interview that taught me that the name "dream jumbo" is pulled from the name of a popular Japanese lottery; perhaps it was always destined for Japan and also Robert Longo is a bit of a weeb.

ANYWAY the actual text of the poem:

Our love knew The flat field

Yeah, it was originally ‘field’. Westfahl also confirms that this poem was only ever published in print in Japan, making it virtually unknown outside of it. Which, and this is kind of cool, means that the publishing of the translation of the Japanese manga River's Edge is the first time Gibson's "The Beloved: Voices for Three Heads" has ever been published in the West.

Knowing that the original is ‘field’, I checked the original Japanese page for River's Edge and:

戦場 - Battlefield

The first kanji is literally 'war', this is not ambiguous, there is no other read here. River's Edge changed the word from "field" to "battlefield" - assuming that the original art book did not have its own Japanese translation of the poem. On reflection, it probably did; it's not like Okazaki herself is a translator, and in the manga the poem’s translation is credited to translator Hisashi Kuromaru, who had previously translated Gibson’s novel Neuromancer. However, it’s not like I have a copy to check, so I can’t say for sure.

…or so I thought! But when looking around for Kuromaru’s translation credits, I stumbled on the most precious resource one can find; a blog post from an Okazaki-otaku a decade+ after the fact who was obsessed with the poem and hunted down a copy of the original Art RANDOM artbook to see it for themselves. In their post they give a line by line comparison of the poem and its translation…credited to Kuromaru, confirming that this book is where the translation comes from. And lo and behold:

Kuromaru is the source of our creative twist. Chad of chads, “Tach” from 2005.

What is funny is that this is not like a tiny little quirk I am interested in - I mean, okay, it's mainly that. But "the battlefield" is actually a small part of Okazaki's brand as an artist. Here is a sketch she sold titled "Girl's Life on the Battlefield" (It uses the same kanji)

Here is a link to an exhibit of her work in Japan that was titled:

(Her art is incredibly on point btw).

Here is an entire book by art critic Noi Sawagari investigating How we survive on a flat battlefield - Kyoko Okazaki's theory! The one Amazon review says its content is "thin” and it was “tiring to read”, 2 stars, ouch.

But you get what I'm saying- Okazaki leaned into this phrase. I'm actually a little let down, when I read River’s Edge and was so taken with this specific moment I thought it was a ‘me’ thing; turns out the entire country of Japan was equally smitten and it became the tagline for the manga. Real loss of hipster points for me on this one! Still, I really think “battlefield” is way more impactful - this elevation of the phrase would not have happened if it was just ‘field’, I feel confident on that. And I am not calling the translation ‘wrong’, or anything. It is just one of those tiny contingencies, this liberal translation and odd series of events, art crossing from LA to Japan, led to a brand for an up-and-coming josei manga author that wouldn’t have been possible otherwise. And in fact, I am willing to say that the translation just published by Kodansha of River’s Edge is… not right. It doesn’t matter what Gibson wrote - this is Okazaki’s poem now. She wrote a manga about the battlefield, all of her fans agree, and a truly faithful translation would build on that.

So I’m sticking with “battlefield” and y’all should too.

#river's edge #ash anime culture deep dive bullshit #essay

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hoperays-song · 1 year

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Story Time with Big Sis Ash

Ash, at a sleepover with Johnny and Meena: Spanish is my first language. Like, the only thing I’m grateful to my bio parents for is teaching me Spanish.

Meena and Johnny, also bilingual: *nodding along*

Ash: But when I got to that age where in school where we had to take a foreign language and I found out that I could take Spanish class in school... all of a sudden, “yo no habla español”.

Meena, who signed up to take ASL while being fluent: *giggling and giving Ash a thumbs up*

Johnny, slightly irritated he couldn’t do that with Hindi: *rolling his eyes*

Ash, pointing to Meena: Right!? I wanted to get that easy A! But my grammar was trash so, and I never understood the imperfecto, so... C+’s all around if you know what I’m saying.

Johnny, who’s been struggling to understand Ash’s Spanish for months: Oh that makes so much more sense.

Meena: I know, right?!

Ash: I really need to teach you two slang. Anyway! But Lance used to make fun of me for this like “Ash, how do you get C+’s in Spanish if you speak Spanish?” And I’d be like “Oh. Oh no Lance. How the fuck do you fail English, huh, when you speak English? Pendejo.”

Meena: You tell him Ash! He was قلة الادب.

Johnny: And a झटका देना!

Ash, proud of her siblings’ reactions: Yeah, no fans of Lance in this house, none. Now, who wants to prank call Buster?

Translations (Please correct me if I’m wrong, I’m still learning):

yo no habla español - I do not speak Spanish (Spanish)

imperfecto - Imperfect (Spanish)

Pendejo - Stupid (Spanish)

قلة الادب - Rude (Arabic)

झटका देना - Jerk (Hindi)

#sing #sing 2 #sing ash #bilingual ash #bilingual meena #bilingual johnny #sing meena #sing johnny #moon theatre trio #the best siblings in modern media I swear #johnny speaks hindi #ash speaks spanish #meena speaks arabic #they can all sign in ASL tho #why? because i said so #they have sleepovers #mainly because before sing 2 they were each others' only friends but they'll never admit that #rosita ends up taking their phones after they keep asking buster to bring them pizza #he still brings them pizza #I took three years of spanish and I swear I got less fluent every year #which sucks because it's really common where I live #please correct me if i'm wrong #with the translations #i love these three #this was ash's advice story when she found out johnny was taking spanish his senior year so he could talk to her and rosita in it #yes his spanish sucks #but he's trying!

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Yk what?

In honor of the fic exchange

I want

Bumlets hcs

As many as you can think of to put

(If you’re feeling up to it obv)

it’s such a crime I didn’t get to write him

so you know how his name is michael (it is, fight me)? right, well, his middle names are tomás and sebastian. so his full, legal name is michael tomás sebastian herrera.

his favorite color is red.

he’s not the biggest fan of calling people by nicknames beyond the ones they use normally, but he sometimes calls skittery johnny because it makes him go a weird pink and he thinks it’s funny.

when in a crisis, he’ll pray the rosary in spanish to calm himself down.

when he was little, his mom would cut his hair really short (like, buzzcut length), and he always hated it, because it made him really self-conscious, so he grows it out as soon as he’s able to.

he’s named after his brother (also michael tomás sebastian herrera), who was a year older than him and passed away three months after he was born.

he can and will quote all of the last jedi at you.

his parents speak very little english, so he learned to by the age of seven, translating for them in public.

skittery once (somewhat fondly) called him a dog, so he licked his hand. he’s not apologizing for it.

(dutchy saw all of it, and will not stop telling everyone he meets)(the story changes literally every time he tells it)

there are certain english words he just. can’t say (this happens with most bilingual speakers). one of them is explosion.

he writes in cursive, because his mom used to literally smack his knuckles with a ruler until he stopped writing in print.

he goes to church on easter, christmas eve, and three kings’ day.

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NCT 127 x Uma pessoa ressalta uma insegurança sua

Taeil

"Os cabelos dela(e) realmente são um pouco estranho"

Sabem a expressão estática com um sorriso que o taeil faz sempre? essa seria a cara dele quando escutasse a pessoa dando ênfase em uma das maiores inseguranças que seu par tem.

Ele não estaria sorrindo por achar engraçado o comentário, mas seria um sorriso de choque que a pessoa teve a coragem de soltar aquilo na frente dele e ainda mais na sua, sabendo que era algo te incomodava.

"Estranho? Eu não vejo o cabelo dela(e) dessa forma, MAS o seu, quando foi a última vez que tirou um dia para cuidar do cabelo? Esses fios tudo com as pontas quebrado, posso te recomendar um cabelereiro maravilhoso que a empresa sempre contrata pra gente"

Pode ter certeza que não vão sair com esse ciclo de amigos novamente tão cedo.

"Estranho é o cabelo dela, coisa mais mal cuidada, que nojeira"

Taeyong

"Já pensou em uma dieta? Talvez assim encontrasse mais roupas do seu tamanho"

Que tipo de amiga(o) é essa pessoa? Taeyong estava na cozinha do apartamento de vocês guardando a louça do jantar que fizeram para a(o) convidada(o), parou tudo que estava fazendo quando escutou o comentário.

Taeyong sabia de suas inseguranças quanto ao peso e como cresceram mais ainda quando você percebeu que era difícil encontrar roupas do seu tamanho na Coreia.

"Que? Devo ter escutado mal, não é? Você quis dizer que talvez esteja na hora da(o) s/n ver como é linda(o) sem perder ou acrescentar nada e que NA VERDADE está na hora da SOCIEDADE COREANA começar a se moldar para incluir todos os tipos de corpos nas roupas. Você quis dizer isso, não é?"

Taeyong desfazendo a sua amizade por você, não vai deixar a pessoa mais vir na casa de vocês.

"Que isso? amigo ou inimigo? só falou bobagem a noite toda, pode desfazendo a amizade"

Johnny

"S/n, seu coreano é péssimo, precisa começar a praticar mais"

Jamais disfarçaria a indignação com o comentário da pessoa, ele virou na mesma hora de frente para quem falou e cruzou os braços.

"Você deve ter esquecido que ela(e) tem mais vinte anos e que o nível de dificuldade para aprender um idioma nessa idade é muito maior, ME CHOCA você não se lembrar que também foi uma criança e não nasceu falando coreano fluente. Se enxergue queride, você demorou anos para aprender a falar seu próprio idioma, agora imagina um que nem foi criado no meio escutando? VAI CUIDAR DO SEU VOCABULÁRIO CAPENGA E DEIXA MINHA(MEU) NAMORADA(O) BÍLINGUE"

Quebrou tabus na frente de todos e queria que todo mundo escutasse mesmo, johnny não tinha piedade das pessoas que faziam questão de praticar bullying com você só por ser estrangeira(o).

"A CARA DE PAU, VOCÊ VIU? Você sendo bilingue e ela(e) se achando só porque sabe o próprio idioma"

Yuta

"Todas essas tatuagens, vai ficar muito feio quando estar velha(o) e a pele toda caída"

Perto do yuta? a pessoa realmente teve está coragem? japonês já tinha escutado você falar sobre suas inseguranças quanto algumas tatuagens que fez no passado e como tem medo de ficar horrível no futuro.

"Eu acho que vai ficar lindo, metade dessas tatuagens eu e s/n fizemos juntos, gostamos de viajar para vários lugares e tatuar como lembrança, vai ser tão significativo a gente no futuro, velhinhos e juntos lembrando de cada lugar especial que visitamos, s/n é maravilhosa(o) é quase impossível ela(e) ficar feia(o) em um algum momento da vida, ÁLIAS que ano você acha que estamos? século 21, para com esses comentários retrógado"

Terminaria todo o discurso com aquele sorriso de lado irônico quando sabe que fez um bom trabalho.

"Não quero que liga para o que falaram essa noite, você é perfeita(o) desse jeito mesmo, amo cada desenho que fez"

Doyoung

"É muito criança para o doyoung, não sei como ele namora você"

Comentário errado para a pessoa errada, doyoung não pouparia nas expressões quando ficasse com a boca totalmente aberta e olhos arregalados pela fala ridícula que a pessoa fez para você.

"Quem acha que é para ficar opinando na minha relação? Criança aqui é você, com quase trinta anos e uma personalidade que parece um adolescente, vai trabalhar, ocupar a mente e parar de ficar gastando tempo pra opinar na relação dos outros"

Desde que começaram a namorar os julgamentos pela diferença de idade prevaleceu, não era uma diferença absurda, não chegava a 10 anos mas sabiam o que os coreanos pensam quanto a isso.

"Diferença de idade que temos nunca vai ser algo que importa para mim, tudo bem? na verdade, muitas vezes você é até mais responsável que eu na relação"

Jaehyun

"Já pensou em fazer clareamento na pele? sei uns produtos bem bom"

Jaehyun parou de rir na hora da piada que seu amigo na frente estava contando quando escutou a ofensa "passiva agressiva" que a pessoa fez para você. Sabe a expressão de woody dele? estava com essa cara.

"Pois eu acho o tom de pele dela(e) maravilhoso, tão vibrante e diferente de tudo, sem contar que todas as cores de roupa combinam com ela(e), tudo ressalta a beleza, a forma como destoa de todos esses padrões que vejo na rua todos os dias, enjoa as mesmas aparências de sempre, parece um copia e cola"

Na daria cinco minutos e ele estava te puxando para ir embora daquele ambiente na mesma hora.

"Que pessoa desnecessária e desagradável foi aquela? Na verdade, que pessoa RACISTA, vamos nomear a vagabunda"

Jungwoo

"Deveria engordar mais, tá parecendo um palito de tão magra(o)"

Mexeu com a pessoa errada, queride, seu namorado te defendia com unhas e dentes, não mediria as palavras quando necessário e odiava quando escutava falando sobre o seu corpo.

"QUE ISSO, UM DORAMA? Ficava fazendo esses comentários ridículos sobre o corpo dos outros, qual o problema de parecer um palito? Eu sou também sou bem magro e continuo sendo lindo, vai arrumar uma coisa para fazer"

Jungwoo poderia até se perder no meio do discurso e acabar ofendendo outra minoria mas as intenções dele era mostrar a indignação quanto esse preconceito.

"Seu corpo é lindo desse jeito mesmo, também sou magrinho, somos o casal perfeito, mas um motivo para nunca se separar, SLAAAY period"

Mark

"Você não saiu bem em nenhuma foto, socorro"

"Sua(eu) amiga(o)" disse mostrando as fotos no celular que tirou sua na frente da árvore de cerejeira no parque que foram para passear e conversar um pouco, mark havia ido junto para passar mais tempo ao seu lado.

"Não sabe tirar foto? Olha a posição desse celular, tem que virar mais para esse lado, corta esse parte do fundo. Me da esse celular que eu faço" "Tá linda, agora muda a pose! viu? você que não sabe tirar foto, precisa aprender"

Mark sabia sua insegurança de tirar fotos, não importava se era selfie ou foto de casal com ele, você sempre se achava feia(o) em todas as fotos, mas com o tempo o menino havia melhorado sua autoestima quanto isso, até seu feed estava mais lotado, não seria uma pessoa sem noção que destruiria todo o trabalho dele em alguns segundos.

"Nem da bola para o que ele(a) falou antes, as fotos ficaram lindas, pode postar todas no instagram que vai deixar inveja"

Haechan

"Deveria depilar esses pelos, fica feio aparecendo desse jeito, não gosto de pessoas assim, minhas namoradas nunca tiveram"

Hyuck puxou uma risada alta e sarcástica na hora e puxou o ombro do "amigo" para virar e encarar ele.

"Pedofilia é crime, não sei se você sabe? Você namorou crianças? então só pode estar afundado na própria ilusão, é impossível a pessoa ter nenhum mísero pelo, meu amigo, ou você coloca os pés no chão ou eu vou ser o primeiro a ligar para policia e impedir que você perceba tarde demais o que está exigindo como tipo ideal"

Hyuck odiava as pessoas que ficavam descrevendo tipos ideias inimagináveis, na verdade ele odiava todo esse discurso de alguém ter um "tipo ideal", ficar exigindo que uma pessoa seja de determinado jeito para conseguirem namorar.

"Sério que ele realmente se prestou para abrir a boca e falar aquilo? se ele falar mais alguma coisa daquele tipo, vou ligar para a policia mesmo"

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