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magicturtle · 8 months
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I cried watching Coco, I felt very seen and it made me nostalgic for this ephemeral mexicaness that I could not have. When I talked to my parents about it, they were like “eh, it was ok.” Followed by a bunch of nitpicky complaints about it.
We all moved to the US at the same time, but of course, I was 11 and my parent were in their 30s. their Mexican identity was fully formed, but mine was not. So decades of synthesizing, and absorbing, and rejecting, and surviving American Culture have made me something else. This whole time that I've been changing and growing, and coming to terms with my internal diaspora, my parents were "Mexicans Living in the US".
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I went to watch Blue Beetle with my wife and, again, felt seen, even got a little choked up talking to her about it afterward. “His family is so much like yours” she said, and I agree, but I can’t help but think that if my parents watch it they’ll focus on all the things that make them different from us; all the virgin of guadalupe stuff, all the floridian stuff, all the spanglish, and say something like “it was fine, the machine gun grandma was funny.” And nothing else.
In a lot of ways I’m jealous; My parents don’t crave representation from their media because their Mexican identity is complete and intact, because they can watch Mexican shows on cable and feel fully reflected. But I’m not from here or there, and I’m only represented when the contradiction is on screen.
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promisedneverwrite · 2 years
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Girl Who Cried Woof
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A/N: A Poppy pairing but Voppy and Werewolf Bea only this time using their heightened senses and powers to increase the experience. NSFW. Avert your eyes children.
Some reference to a scene in a show ifykyk 👀 sorry for the wait ya'll 😅 tumblr ate my first draft and I had to rewrite it
"Is this really necessary?" Bea asks as Poppy secures a baby pink collar around her neck, a leash hooked on the ring at the front of it leading to Poppy's hand.
"Of course it is, you're acting as my costume prop." Poppy patted her cheek stepping back to admire her little gift her name emblazoned on the leather in cursive.
Poppy was dressed in a V neck red dress with a thigh slit, a fur shawl placed loosely on her shoulders. It was a little play on a modern little red riding hood. With Bea acting as the wolf, a wolf she tamed.
Bea was dressed in a black suit, blazer opened to reveal her low cut vest with no shirt underneath showing the expanse of skin Poppy particularly liked to mark up. Poppy traces her finger along the opened part, drawing satisfaction on how just a small touch could make Bea shiver.
She and Bea would be attending a halloween party, a supernatural halloween party so there was no need of holding back the urges the night of the full moon brought.
"You really know how to make a girl feel special Pop." Bea grumped and Poppy just smiled prettily at her batting her eyelashes playfully tugging on the leash.
"Don't I?" Bea rolled her eyes as she looked at their outfits in the mirror one last time laughing to herself.
"Don't you think this is a bit funny." Poppy was sitting at her vanity mirror applying lipstick as she glanced over to Bea.
"What do you mean?" Bea leaned back on the table, arms crossed as she shrugged.
"I mean think about it, have you ever really tamed me? Be real Pop."
Poppy raised her brow capping the tube of lipstick and setting it down.
"You don't believe that I already have?"
Bea shook her head giving her a grin.
"Nope!"
Poppy narrowed her eyes as she fully turned to her, legs crossed.
"Truly?" Poppy let her shawl drop a bit more, and Bea's eyes dropped down to her chest before quickly looking back up to her eyes and shaking her head vehemently.
"Are you my dog?" Poppy kept her eyes on Bea, as she ghosted her hands on her arm.
"Where are you going with this?" Bea's eyes narrowed a bit maintaining eye contact as Poppy's sultry eyes looked up into Bea's own.
"Are you or are you not my dog." Poppy brushed her hair back, giving Bea a front row view to Poppy's slender neck, and down her the deep V of her dress.
"I'm your girlfriend." Bea swallowed hard and Poppy smiled dangerously.
"My girlfriend who will heel for me. My girlfriend who will beg for me?" Poppy sneakily wrapped her hand on the leash as Bea's was focused more on her lips as she leaned forward voice lowered into a breathless tone.
"Oh that isn't fair." Bea's eyes burned a bright yellow hypnotized by her allure.
"Sweetheart, I never play fair." Poppy tugged and Bea fell to her hands and knees before her. Poppy smiled victoriously from where she sat, dragging the point of her stiletto heel under Bea's chin bringing her attention back up to her eyes.
Poppy smirked at the desire swirling.
"So tell me, are you my dog?" Her eyes flashed red and Bea released a breathless laugh eyes on Poppy.
"Woof."
Poppy hummed in approval as Bea's warm hands danced up her calves, to the backs of her knees spreading her legs apart. Bea was still sitting on her knees, as she inched closer.
She sat back on her chair, taking delight as Bea bunched her dress up till her lace panties showed sighing as Bea placed kisses along her thighs, moving just enough for Bea to slide her panties off letting it hook on one leg.
She was wet, and Bea seemed to notice too as she admired it. Bea hummed looking up to Poppy as she leaned in.
"I don't play fair either."
Poppy jolted as Bea latched onto her clit holding her waist down as she lapped at her with an intensity that had Poppy breaking the arms of her chair to splinters.
Bea kept going as Poppy keened, back arched released a high pitched moan. Poppy had no time to recover as Bea thrust two fingers into her and curled them.
Poppy choked a cry of pleasure pulling Bea's leash closer, hooking her legs around bea's back and holding her there as she came hard.
Bea growled into her, the vibrations adding to the building pressure as Bea's arm moved faster and harder until Bea picks her up by her thighs and pins her to the wall, thrusting three fingers in.
Poppy was so happy Bea didn't have to hold back and that she wasn't easy to break.
Poppy moans as she tells Bea to thrust harder and harder into her, the wall behind her eventually beginning to crack as Bea does.
"Yes, yes yes-." Poppy chants as she wraps her arms around Bea's neck, legs wrapped tightly around her waist until she moans into her ear, body spasming.
Poppy feels breathless as she is thrown onto the bed on to her back. She hisses in pleasure as Bea crawls on top of her grinding into her front before putting her fingers back inside.
Poppy takes her own hand, snaking it into Bea's pants and rubs her in sync to Bea's thrusts.
They were both panting and releasing small moans, pushing against each other now, their breaths mingling and their mouths meeting every few seconds. Poppy drags a fang over Bea's bottom lip drawing blood, sucking on it as she reaches another orgasm with Bea following close after. Their rough movements made the bed creak from under them until the legs broke.
It didn't stop them as Bea flipped them over. Bea fell over Poppy's back as Poppy pulled the leash, with one hand the other ripping into the bed sheets like cheap tissue paper.
Bea unbuckled her pants, a strapless strap already secured, Bea rubbed along Poppy's slit kissing the back of Poppy's neck until she bit down on her shoulder and she pushed in.
Poppy tore the bed sheets and Bea set a brutal pace, grabbing onto Poppy's shoulder to bring her down harder onto the dildo.
Poppy's hold on the leash loosened as she held on for dear life to the mattress, feathers from her pillow flying as they kept going.
Bea noticed the increase of Poppy's moans getting louder and went to grab her waist with one hand and pinching her nipples with the other, leaving hickey's on her neck.
Poppy cried out back arching as Bea pushed her palm flat on her lower back as she helped Poppy ride it out before moving to a new position.
Face to face, Poppy straddled Bea's waist as she sunk down onto the dildo hands on top of the headboard. Bea rested against the headboard, hands on Poppy's hips, lips trailing against the column of her neck as Poppy's head was thrown back in pleasure.
Poppy panted another release coming, when the door to Poppy's room slammed open.
"Why the hell does is sou-AH!" Poppy turned hissing at the intruder, eyes a deep red. Bea also released a threatening growl, eyes a bright yellow as she continued to nose Poppy's neck.
Poppy's hands gripped the headboard tight enough that it broke off.
"Leave."
Poor Chloe just squeaked a nod, slamming the door shut.
Poppy huffed, her high having died down before she could get a release, until she felt a tongue circle her nipple and Bea slowly gaining speed thrusting into her. Poppy purred looking down at Bea who smirked.
"Still up for more?"
"With you? Always."
Safe to say, they didn't get to show off their costumes at the party having missed it. But Poppy didn't mind, as she laid naked and boneless on the bed, with Bea eating her out.
There was always next year.
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So, I sent you (@disgruntledspacedad) a pretty long ask a while ago (back when you had anon on) and I'm decently sure Tumblr ate it (or maybe you ignored it, in which case, feel free to ignore this one as well). But then I saw one of those "writers appreciate feedback no matter how long" posts, so I'm back here. Here is my mediocre attempt to rewrite my original review of your work. Bear in mind that English is not my first language, so if at any point my phrasing sounds weird to you, you know why. Mandatory disclaimer/apology: this might get a little too long 😅
RULES OF ENGAGEMENT
I remember being SO mad at myself for not finding this sooner. I binge read it one afternoon with no thoughts for any real life responsibilities I might have had (and no regrets). Javiears is one hell of an unconventional relationship in the beginning, and I really love what you did with them. The whole premise of your story is quite refreshing, and you somehow manage to convey the trust and mutual respect there two feel for one another without explicitly showing us the beginning of their "entanglement".
Also, fuck you for what you did to poor Emilio, that man was a saint and he deserved better! I honestly can't believe that I got so attached to a character that appeared so little in the story, but it happened, and his death kind of broke my heart.
But the Javiears reunion + mild confession was lovely, and felt completely deserved. And of course the sex scene. I won't lie, I expected a bit better from Javi there, but I did like how utterly /human/ it was. Capturing that humanity, the imperfections in each character is something you're really good at (more on that later).
AFTERSHOCKS
Ah, my emotionally constipated babies who really need to work out their communication issues. I do love them, though. And this short series did a really good job of delving a bit deeper into Ears's and Javi's psyche. Kudos to you for dealing with the medical "aftershocks" of living through an explosion AND using that experience to move your emotional plot forward. These two need to grow a lot before they can get to a stable point in their relationship, and you really manage to convey their insecurity and fear of commitment/intimacy while making it clear that they're in it for the long run and that theirs is a relationship that WILL work out so help them God.
IF I FALL
Ouch. Punch me in the gut while you're at it, why don't you?
But seriously, "If I Fall" is SO FUCKING GOOD. Don't get me wrong, it's angstier than an image of Jesus on the cross (don't judge me, it's Holy Week and I just got home from accompanying my grandma to church), but it somehow works beautifully. You, my dear, play heartstrings like they're a fucking guitar and I AM HERE FOR IT.
You're doing an amazing job at making me feel everything these characters are feeling, which is both awful (bc pain) and impressive.
Also, if anything happens to Ana I will cry, because she is adorable and wonderful and has suffered way too much already and really deserves a break and some cookies.
Also also, if anything happens to Ears I will cry, because she is badass and wonderful and has suffered way too much already and really deserves a break and some cookies.
Also also also, if anything happens to Javi I will cry, because he is loving and wonderful and has suffered way too much already and really deserves a break and some cookies.
Basically, I am really invested in the well-being of these characters and can't wait until they're happy and safe again (please tell me they will be, my heart can't handle much more pain).
A quick note on the angst complaints: yes, this story is way angstier than most other fics out there and it can be a bit too much at times, especially considering how many chapters of pain it's been. BUT it's obvious that "If I Fall" NEEDS this amount of angst to get where it's going, to send the message it wants to and to properly develop its characters. The pain is as important to this story as flour is to bread. You may not like eating flour on its own (I don't think anyone does), but you love bread (because bread is amazing) and you must recognize that bread NEEDS flour to work. It wouldn't be bread otherwise. And eating the flour as part of the bread even makes you like the flour because the bread is just DELICIOUS.
I fully understand and sympathize with the people who have elected to table "If I Fall" until it's completed so they can binge read it knowing there's a happy ending in sight, but in case you're feeling a bit self conscious about all the angst, please know that your story is beautiful not in spite of the pain, but rather /because of it/.
PS: No, I'm not high/drunk, I just really like bread
AUTHOR'S NOTES
Silly thing to comment on, I know, but I do feel like it's important that you know how useful your ANs have been. There are many details in the story that I simply wouldn't fully get without reading your comments at the end of each chapter, and I appreciate your writing a hell of a lot more knowing how deeply you understand and care for each one of your characters. Plus, it is obvious how much work you've put into researching a country and a time period that are (from what I gather) unfamiliar to you, and I really do believe you've done an amazing job of it.
JAVIER PEÑA
My boy. I love your characterization of this complicated character, and I have eagerly read each and every one of your headcanons about him. I can't really say if your version is fully faithful to the source material because it's been a while since I saw Narcos, but your Javi most definitely reads like a real person. He's fairly consistent as a character, and I feel like everything he does is perfectly natural for him to do as a character. He makes for an unconventional yet deeply interesting romantic lead, and so far I have thoroughly enjoyed all his POV chapters/scenes.
OCs
I know you've gotten some flack for making her into an OC halfway into the story, and while I get why the sudden change may have felt like a disappointment for some, I don't share that sentiment. I firmly believe that this fandom is unfairly harsh towards Original Characters and their creators, and I don't really understand why. Listen, I love Reader fics, and consume many Reader fics. I have read dozens, maybe even hundreds, and I can safely say that I've only ever "inserted" myself in approximately 10% of those stories. Reader characters are not as blank as their writers may want them to be. They can't be. They're characters, and character have personalities and moral values and senses of humor and a bunch of other things. Reader characters may not have a backstory or a physical description attached (and even that's not guaranteed), but they're still characters.
And on a more personal note, pretending they're actual blank slates is naive at best and insensitive at worst. Reader characters are American coded 99% of the time, and white coded 95% of the time. Not every readers is white nor American, even if that's the predominant demographic on Tumblr. When I read a JavixReader fic about a woman who speaks exactly zero Spanish, I know she's not me. The story may be beautifully written and have an amazing plot and character development, but the Reader *isn't me*. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that, and some of my favorite xReader stories feature a "reader" who couldn't be more different from me, but it's something that enemies of OC fics should take into account. Particularly if they are white and/or American. But I digress.
HANNAH AARONS
Your character is amazing. She's strong, smart, confident, independent and an all-around badass. She gets kidnapped while pregnant and still focuses on problem solving and survival. But she's also overly guarded and mistrustful, and really needs to work on her communication skills. There are times when I absolutely love her and even admire her, and other times when I want to whack her with a slipper. She's no Mary Sue, but remains interesting and likeable throughout the story. She feels wholly human and real, and that's no easy task. I like her, I am invested in her, and I can't wait to see what's next for her. She's a compelling and three dimensional protagonist in a complex story who never fails to draw me in. I love her. She's your baby, and you should be proud of her.
Also, quick question about personality types: I know you've typed Javi as ESFP and Ears as ENTP (100% agree on both, btw), but have you given any thought to their enneagram types? I personally have always seen Ears as being somewhere on the thinking triad, maybe a 7 or even a 6w7, but I'm not too sure about Javi. 9w8 maybe? He could also be a 6w5 🤔
PARTING THOUGHTS
Basically, I love your story, your characters and your writing in general. You are a fantastic storyteller and wordsmith. You get into the heads of incredibly different characters personality-wise (Ears, Javi, Berna...) and manage to capture all of their complexities and quirks every single time. And it doesn't feel like it's something innate for you either. To me, it seems that you have put a lot of work and effort into understanding each and every one of your characters, who they are, why they do what they do and what they want. And let me tell you, all that effort has been more than worth it. "Better Love" is a fanfic, but it wouldn't be out of place in a regular bookstore, if I'm honest. I don't know what you do for a living or if you've ever considered writing professionally, but you clearly have the skills and the drive to create some masterpieces.
You are amazing and your writing is a gift. Thank you for sharing it with us, and have a nice day! ~ 🍪
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My friend, I apologize for hoarding your first ask. I’ve been sitting on it because I’m not gonna lie, I enjoy going back and rereading it. It gave me a lot of comfort when I was in a pretty dark place, both personally and in regards to my writing, and I was reluctant to send it out into the the abyss of Tumblr where I might never see it again. 
That’s not fair, though. You put just as much effort into sending me that review as I put into my writing, and I apologize for never responding to you.
Okay, anyway, so twice now, you’ve made me cry. In a good way, I promise! 
I absolutely love your bread/flour metaphor. It made perfect sense. I want the emotional release of Javi and Hannah’s reunion to be earned, and in order to do that, the angst has to come first (there are also a few plot “ingredients” that have yet to make their appearances). Thank you very much for understanding that, and for voicing it so eloquently.
I appreciate your comments on my research and characterization. You’re correct that I’ve put a lot of time and effort into crafting a universe. In a lot of ways, I’m doing my best to stay true to the source material (regarding culture and timelines in particular), and in others, I’m branching into my own territory. 
On that note, I’ve never once regretted fully embracing Hannah Aarons’ identity as an OC. She’s stayed consistent in my mind from the beginning, and it was a relief to finally share my vision of her with the audience. And for the record, I totally agree with you regarding “reader” characters. Every reader insert echoes the perspective of their author, no matter how vague the physical description. I can only imagine how grating that must be from the perspective of a non-white, non-american reader. Thank you so much for sharing your insight! I will certainly keep it in mind the next time I write a “reader insert” fic.
Okay, enneagrams! I am much less familiar with enneagram than I am MBTI, but I agree 110% that Javi is a 9 with a strong 8 wing. I waffled back and forth on Ears a little, but eventually landed on 8w7 for her. It came down to the eight’s deepest fear, which is being controlled. That’s Ears all over, and the fact that she and Javi share that eight willfulness means that they might butt heads a little, which also seems very appropriate for them. Big thanks to @remusstark for her insight into the eight frame of mind - our conversations helped solidify my decision on this. :)
Anyway, I’m just rambling now. The big take-away point that I want you to get is that I am so, so grateful to you, both for your insightful feedback and your dedication in making sure that I actually saw it. You are an absolute gem and a deep thinker, Cookie-Anon, and if you ever feel like sliding into my DM’s, I’d welcome the opportunity to get to know you better.
Mad love and soft hugs, 
~ Jay
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Hey! Recently I was trying to come out of my shell and put myself out there (on tumblr lmfao by letting people see who I am when I send asks) but as of lately Im getting really anxious when writing off anon bc I overthinking way too much. That’s why I’m sending the ask anonymously (I’ve repeated this word so much it stopped feeling like a word lol) even though I have a hunch that you know who I am?? Bloggers seem to know who anons are which I find kinda funny/nice ngl but yeah
ANYWAYS I’m rambling BUT I was in the middle of a good cry (which happened bc I watched the gojo and geto video and that just made me go on to think about how gojo, as a character, is the biggest tragedy I’ve ever seen, something I could spend hours talking about, and then about nanami and manga spoilers lmfao) and I opened tumblr bc I wanted to kinda chill with a bit of fluff and the first post I see on my dash was one of yours saying how your asks are always open in case someone needs to vent and I don’t know, it just felt like too much of a coincidence to not share 😅 it also comforted me a bit which I’m thankful for, and I wanted to thank you for that <3
Now I’m feeling a lot better! I had a shower, ate a bit and currently watching sweet magnolias (which is eventful but uneventful in a weird way? And don’t get me wrong, I have a bunch of critiques/opinions about it bc it’s definitely not great BUT it’s very tame…? I don’t think if I’m liking it so far but it’s distracting me quite a bit so yeah :D)! Thanks for making me feel better unknowingly, it means a lot and I think you’re a lovely person and an amazing writer <3 I hope you have a good one!
Ps: even though I know you mentioned that people can vent in your asks, (does this classify as a vent?) im still a bit scared to send this bc yes, and I just wanted to thank you for reading this and I’m sorry for making it so long <3
it's completely normal to feel anxious when writing off anon lol i rewrite the stuff i send like 10 times. i'm fine with whatever, you can feel comfortable sending me off anon as well! if you're not comfortable tho, we can do the emoji anon thingy so i can recognize it's you when we talk
also thank you for the compliments 🥺 you made my heart skip a beat, i'm literally smiling like an idiot <3
also like... crying over satosugu is completely valid. i don't know what's about them cause yknow i read attack on titan but NOTHING destroyed my heart like satosugu... there are just so much to talk about gojo and geto, a big reason why i enjoy jjk so much. the characters have so much depth and even though we saw very little about geto, we have so much to talk about him. and don't even get me started on nanami my GOD i keep forgetting about him and then BOOM i remember it and feel sad. i can probably talk about jjk for hours and write 10k word posts about them but i stop myself for my own sanity :D
i've never seen sweet magnolias, i've been away from the whole netflix shenanigans for some time lol. i've been watching the office, it's strangely addicting. i barely have any time bc of school lol but yeah, shows are a great distraction from real world problems. i used to watch 2-3 at the same time but quit last year to focus on my exam and istg i was about to lose my mind. not even kidding. i started watching anime to keep myself sane. the real world sucks ass, i would very much rather think about fictional world problems lol
don't ever be scared to send me stuff! this is a psa for all of my followers, i absolutely love speaking with you guys on here. seeing my askbox full makes me so happy, especially now when most of my moots are off :( but yeah, if you send me a novel, i will read and respond to it lol. we are all friends on this blog :)
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