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animentality · 3 months
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motiveloss · 8 months
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Re-reading The Skeleton Games by @poetax because I didn't get enough of it the first time around.
I had to stop reading for a bit due to getting second hand embarrassment for Sans dealing with Vamp-Chan's hilarious actions.
So I drew where I left off with me as Vamp-Chan.
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(Don't ask me how it got so detailed the more I drew. I don't know how-)
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brainwormcity · 2 months
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Stop asking Neil about season 3 ✨
Stop asking Neil for in depth emotional analysis of season 2 while he's writing season 3 ✨
Stop asking Neil to approve your fanfiction ideas ✨
Stop asking Neil personal stuff about the actors ✨
Also low-key stop referring to Neil as dad ✨
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astarion-approves · 8 months
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The Waiter
'There stood the most gorgeous man Tav had ever seen in their life. Tall with pale skin, ruby red eyes, and hair as white as snow. There was a certain air about him, it felt like being charmed into bed without so much as speaking a single word in return.'
The reader falls in love with their waiter in the Czech Republic.
Modern day 'reader' x Astarion. 1.7k words
Slightly NSFT (no actual sex or descriptive sex), excessive second hand embarrassment, reader is a moron, some Czech, third person.
Thank you to @chenziee for your help on this. I only speak English and she was an absolute saint to translate some dialogue for me.
Keep reading for the full story.
The Czech Republic was seemingly a little peaceful country compared to America, but the food was… interesting to say the least. Time after time, Tav found themselves in search of something familiar to have during their vacation. They ended up spending more time having fruit, cheese, and wine than anything else.
Finally, their friend, Eliška, put her foot down, dragging Tav to a traditional restaurant and insisting they try the food that her country has to offer.
“I warned you before you came to visit,” the friend said with a soft laugh as they were both seated at a small circular table. “I knew you wouldn’t like our food.”
Tav crossed their arms over their chest in defense. “It’s not my fault all your food looks so…” They gestured to a plate being carried out from the kitchen, something that looked like raw dough covered in a brown gravy with some form of meat and cabbage next to it. “Whatever the hell that is.”
“Vepřo knedlo zelo,” Eliška spoke quickly, the foreign language beautiful but words Tav didn’t understand. “It’s roast pork, dumplings, and sauerkraut.”
Tav shrugged. “That doesn’t sound bad. I guess I could get that.”
“Nope,” Eliška shook her head and opened the menu that was sitting on the table. “I’ll be picking for you.”
“Oh shit,” Tav grabbed their own menu, hoping to see what monstrosity their friend might order for them.
But of course it was all in Czech.
“Anything but blood sausage, please.”
Eliška snorted but continued flipping through the menu, a menu with no pictures of course.
While she browsed you stared at what you assumed was the wine menu, ‘Víno’ was one of the only words Tav managed to learn thus far and being drunk on vacation was their plan for most of the trip anyway.
“Dobrý den. Máte vybráno?”
Tav looked up from their menu, their eyes meeting with the waiter, and they felt as if they’d been kicked in the chest.
There stood the most gorgeous man Tav had ever seen in their life. Tall with pale skin, ruby red eyes, and hair as white as snow. There was a certain air about him, it felt like being charmed into bed without so much as speaking a single word in return.
Tav leaned forward in their chair, trying to figure out if those red eyes were just a pair of contact lenses. He tilted his head and raised a single brow at them.
Fuck—that was adorable.
Tav looked to their friend, who was still studying the menu. They mumbled something to the waiter, which Tav assumed was ‘just a second.’ The waiter nodded and turned to leave—
“Is he on the menu?” Tav blurted out before the waiter was outside of ear shot. “Because I want a bite of that."
“Jesus Christ, Tav.” Eliška swung the menu across the table, successfully hitting Tav on the side of their head. “Don’t just say shit like that!”
“It’s not like he speaks English anyway!” Tav defended. They’ve only been in the Czech Republic for a few days but besides their friend and other tourists they haven’t come across many non-native English speakers that could understand Tav’s version of English. Plus, only much younger people seemed to be learning English, while their waiter looked to be in his early 40s. “Anyone who speaks English here can’t understand me, we’re fine. I speak too quickly, remember?”
Eliška glared at Tav. “You only say that because I do all the talking. Please just.. try to hold your tongue. You could offend him.”
Tav held their hands up. “No promises.”
Soon the waiter returned, carrying two glasses, one in each hand. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, exposing his strong forearms riddled with thick veins. Tav sat back in their chair and just watched as the man put a glass down in front of them. How could forearms be that sexy?
“We need a new waiter, I’m going to melt just by looking at this man.”
“Tav,” Eliška hissed. “Shut the fuck up.”
He looked between the two of you in confusion before speaking, “Vybrali jste?”
“Dvakrát tlačenku s chlebem, džbán s vodou a sedmičku rulandy červené, prosím,” Eliška replied quickly, refusing to look at Tav while they spoke.
The waiter nodded, scribbling into a notepad with what Tav assumed was Eliška’s order.
“Did you get wine? If not put him in a tall glass for me—“
Eliška kicked Tav under the table, making them gasp in pain. Those heels were vicious.
“Ask him what his name is, I want to know what name I’m going to be dreaming of tonight.”
“Tav—“
“Oh my god we should ask him to take a picture with us to celebrate my first traditional meal—“
“Tav, stop—“
“Oh yes, kind sir, in my country waiters do take their shirts off for photos, it’s perfectly normal—“
“Tav, so help me god—“
“What’s ‘please fuck me’ in Czech?”
“‘Fuck’ is pretty fucking universal word, you idiot.”
“Just ask him his name, please?” Tav put their hands together, begging their friend for this one favor. This one obnoxious, ridiculous favor.
Eliška sighed and turned to the waiter, who still stood there looking confused but seemingly entertained at their interaction. “Já se moc omlouvám, mojeho kamaráda by hrozně zajímalo... Jak se jmenujete?”
The waiter chuckled, putting his notepad away and turning to Tav. He crouched down, putting himself at eye level with Tav. “Astarion,” he spoke slowly, softly, his voice deep and calm. Those red eyes stared back at Tav with ease, glimmering with amusement.
“Oh,” Tav breathed out. “Fuck, even his name is gorgeous… Astarion.”
Astarion smiled and stood back up, then Eliška thanked him and finally let him leave the table, the waiter pausing to look back at their table once before going into the kitchen.
“Astarion,” Tav repeated the name, enjoying the way it felt on their tongue. “Astarion—“
“Mhm, and not a common name in Czech at all, Tav.”
“Sounds Czech to me.”
“It’s not—“
“Oh he’s coming back!” Tav was grinning at his return, excited to see him again so soon, and carrying a bottle of red wine.”
Astarion opened the bottle with ease, pouring some into a glass and handing it to Eliška to be tested. She lightly twirled the glass before taking a small sip. But Tav wasn’t even paying attention to what she thought of the wine. They were more interested in watching Astarion as they worked.
“He opened the bottle so easily, Eliška. It's official. I'm in love.”
Eliška hummed and took another sip of the wine. “It’s literally his job to open bottles all day, Tav.”
“Bet he’s skilled with those long fingers then.”
Eliška ignored Tav and put her glass down. She spoke to Astarion, who filled the glasses and placed the bottle down between them.
Soon Astarion was leaving again, only to return shortly and carrying two plates to their table. Tav smiled as the meal was placed in front of them—
But the smile dropped into a frown when they looked from Astarion’s handsome face to the plate he just set down.
“What in the fuck did you order us?”
Eliška snorted into her wine, breaking into a laugh as she watched Tav stare at their meal in shock. “It’s domácí tlačenka.”
“Eliška, this looks like if you took bologna and made it evil.” Tav poked at the meat with a fork, unsure of how to proceed.
“Try it,” Eliška replied. “You’ll like it.”
“Astarion,” Tav looked away from their plate and to the now grinning waiter, at least he was being entertained by the silly picky American. “My future husband, can you believe she’s trying to make me eat this?”
“No.”
“See!” Tav pushed their plate away, refusing to try the dish. “Even this handsome god of a man doesn’t like it.”
“Uhhhh… Tav—“ Eliška tried to speak before being cut off by them.
“You can eat this weird ass dish, meanwhile I’m going to drag Astarion to the nearest hotel and let him be my meal instead,” Tav said and laughed at their own joke.
Eliška just stared at Tav in horror. “Tav… you need to stop speaking now.”
“Stop worrying,” Tav said and rolled their eyes. “He doesn’t understand me. Right, Astarion?”
“Right.”
“Just like I said, Eliška. He doesn’t speak a single word of English.”
“Not a single word,” Astarion said with a nod.
“Tav, please... take a second and think—“ Eliška grimaced as Tav cut her off once again. This time the woman keeping her mouth shut.
“I could go on for hours with everything playing through my mind right now with this man—“
“Oh my, please do tell.“
Tav laughed and turned their focus onto the waiter, who simply smiled back at them. “I’m here for two more weeks on vacation but I don’t want to see the sun again. I want you in my hotel room, fucking me until I can’t walk, fucking me until I forget my own name, fucking me until I lose sense of time and the Czech government comes to find me because I’ve been reported missing—“
“That is an awful lot of sex, not that I’m opposed to it—“
“I’m going to drag you back home with me, just so I can wake up every morning and see the most handsome creature in the world lying next to me every day of the rest for my life.”
“How romantic.”
“Then I’ll marry you and we’ll be together forever.”
“Fine. But only if we continue living here. American healthcare is a joke.”
Tav laughed and turned back to Eliška, smirking at them in a ‘I told you so’ kind of way.
“See? He doesn’t speak any English.”
“Tav… You are an absolute fucking moron.”
“What—“
Astarion hummed, drawing Tav’s attention back to himself.. “I can’t miss work, but I do get off in two hours. Let’s try a date first, before we get married. Alright?”
Astarion turned and left, the waiter laughing to himself as he disappeared into the kitchen once more.
“Wait…” Tav looked from the kitchen and to Eliška. “Did he just speak English?”
Eliška just shook her head in disbelief.
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ryosuku · 1 year
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JJK 217
she's so embarrassing that i have to pause and take some laps because i'm getting second embarrassment
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...she lowkey represents me when i first watched jjk and just couldn't stop gawking at sukuna 🫣
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kermitthesog · 5 months
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I’m reading Tyrant’s Tomb right now, and I can say from experience that one pattern that happened all throughout TOA was Lester not being able to walk. This man- omg and I just had to read the part where he asks Reyna out. The second hand embarrassment I got from that was crazy. Now he’s turning into a zombie, barely able to stand, very injured, and the ravens that absolutely hate him are coming back to murder him. Soooo are they gonna duck-tape him to somebody’s back like in The Burning Maze, orrr what’s gonna happen cause I have no faith in Lester. bye bye now gotta read Lester Dying, which is what I’ll be calling TOA from now on :D
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allagogtoreblog · 1 year
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siryellowpurplehelmet · 8 months
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Why are people acting so fucking weird about Mick’s new girlfriend. Y’all need to seriously rethink your life choices. It’s giving parasocial relationship.
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Second hand embarrassment makes me want claw my skin off
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pal45k · 2 months
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I had a cute fic idea for Crowley and Aziraphale.
I often see those tiktoks of professional dancers get randomly assigned a partner at any given moment and then they have to dance together to a random song, one they may or may not know.
And I thought it would be really cute if both Crowley and Aziraphale were kinda forced to attend, perhaps by Anathma or Maggie/Nina and they both pay the DJ to play a song they know if they got picked to dance but when they get put together the DJ puts on like, Hot in Here or some other very sexual song.
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It would be such a strange and entertaining dance 😂
Let me know if someone has done this before tho
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bones-of-a-rabbit · 2 years
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a fluffy-but-still-not-rlly-canon sequel to this shitpost shdhdjd
Drawing this was fun I love drawing me some happy blushing robots falling even more in love with their idiot human spouse <3
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neimlise · 1 year
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I heard about the situation of the chat on the livestream. Some of you guys need to chill sometimes. Absolute shameless, imagine how uncomfortable they must have felt.
If you’re wondering what happened, let’s just say that people were being horrendous on the livestream’s chat that causes the host to shut the chat down.
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georgiapeach30513 · 10 months
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Sometimes you have to laugh at yourself
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poetsplay · 3 months
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watching dead poets society and skipping the party scene for my mental health
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crow-n-tell · 11 months
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FINALLY SOMEONE ELSE WITH THAT MOVIE DYNAMIC
I PHYSICALLY CANNOT HANDLE SOMEBODY EMBARRASSING THEMSELVES.
I PHYSICALLY CAN'T WATCH MOVIES LIKE "DADDY'S HOME" CAUSE I JUST CAN'T HANDLE THE SECOND HAND EMBARRASSMENT 😭😭😭😭
Hriehdjdbed WE ARE ALL OUT HERE SUFFERING FROM THE WORST SECOND HAND EMBARRASSMENT
I have a personal policy to never watch comedy movies in theaters, or “the office” just cause I know it’s going to make me run laps from the embarrassment 😔
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etheral-moon · 20 days
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𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝒀𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑬!!!
𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙄 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙖 14 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩:
So this is my last year then I head to college, right? And basically my school consists of 2 schools itself. Middle school and high school but we call it secondary school and upper secondary here. So there's this hot guy okay? Like, beautiful hazel eyes, light brown curly hair, tall and a bit muscular and I litr thought he was maybe 21, 22?
I was walking back to my house bc that's where I'd see him yk, he had the same path as me when going home. So I spoke to him, hi how are you and shit. We kept talking and then I started acting flirty, he wasn't against it but he didn't really get deep into it yk? Then I told him when we got to my house's turn and I asked for his socials, I was like "I'm really liking where this is going on, if you have any socials you can share them with me so we can text". ISTG I'M NOT A GROOMER. Then he was like "My mom wouldn't let me talk to older people", I thought he was joking so I laughed, I litr laughed at that statement. But then I was like "Yeah? I never asked for your age." And that was the shik shak shock. He told me he was 14 and how he liked having me as a 'friend'. Like bro I was flirting with a child this whole time???? I litr felt my face turning from red to green to yellow in 2 mins because I didn't like his 'joke'.
Problem is, it didn't stop there. No not at all. I litr told him "Well you're a big fat baby boy then, aren't you." BECAUSE I THOUGHT HE WAS BEING SARCASTIC. I then went home and asked some of my friends about him. Turns out he really was 14 and now I feel like a pedophile.
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