I know all these "42 Miles got an A+ in Spanish, unlike 1610".
But imagine that Miles G. has the exact opposite situation.
I mean, he has a really solid A+ in Spanish on his report card, but at the same time, he has a B in English.
No, of course he speaks English well, it's his mother tongue too, but I like to think that he grew up 80% of his life in a Spanish-speaking environment with Rio, who chose to speak almost exclusively Spanish at home because she loves her roots and this language so much. And Miles inherited that love.
That's why, until the first grade of school and full socialization, Miles Gonzalo knew Spanish even better than English, although he caught up later.
Moreover, he continues to speak mostly Spanish at home, talking warmly and easily with his mother.
So these two languages are completely mixed in his head, and for some reason, Spanish always wins in certain situations.
He switches to Spanish in English class when he gets nervous, when he talks too much, when he speeds up the pace, when he forgets a particularly "twisted" English word, when he starts writing and thinks about something else at the same time...
Because, hell, he even thinks in Spanish about half the time, so what do they want from him?
And so one day he sees his test almost half crossed out in red because 70% of his answers were written in Spanish... to questions about English grammar.
And next to the entries was a big "B" in the journal.
For the whole damn semester.
Aaron somehow stumbles upon this grade, and he's not as angry as Rio 1610, of course not, but he remains incredibly surprised.
"Damn, man, how did you manage to get that grade in English when you live in Brooklyn?"
He, even more confused than before, turns the red-tinged sheet in his hand again and looks up at Miles.
And gets this.
"No sé cómo sucedió, tío, sinceramente no tengo idea...I tried!"
Aaron frowns with wrinkles between his forehead, not knowing whether to sigh or laugh at this
"Miles, was it Spanglish? You see, it's usually when you add some Spanish words to English, and you're the first person I can remember who's managed to do it the other way around."
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Rosewater in my hands, you slip through my fingers like fog on a Sunday morning. Tell me, if i got a little closer, would you let me? Would you let me cling to you the way dew clings to our ankles as we walk, grass damp beneath our feet. Would you let me die for you? Would you live for me?
Right now we're two stars in each other's orbit, dizzily spinning around. Exhilarating, confusing and so so lovely. I think I'd let you catch me if I fall. I think I'd fall asleep next to you with no fear.
Tell me, if I kissed you right now, would you kiss me back? Or would leave me with nothing but cotton candy melting on my tongue, alone?
-Adya K, excerpt from The Heart is a Beast
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Stede and Ed hanging out in the snow on an ice ship. @y2jenn made this beautiful piece for @veeagainsttheday's and my post-apocalyptic ice piracy AU/climate change fic Runaway Effects. Go give Jenn some love because she's the best and I stare at this art all the time!! Also our fic is rated E for Explicit because, well, obviously they do more than just cuddle for warmth. ;)
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