#scrapbook: marco.

[ygreczed]

Can you draw Nishikage in gymwear ?

(also kinda creep coded but i follow since your french ffnet days, it's so nice to see you're still into inazuma)

Good luck with the requests !

Hey there!

Lmao no, it's not creep-coded at all, I'm always so, so happy to meet readers from back then on ffnet. I am always so nostalgic, and knowing you and I are still loving IE even though we grew up and became adults (boohoo), feels really comforting. Thank you for sticking around and reaching out ! I'm really grateful hihi

I regrouped your asks in one piece since I originally asked for several characters! It was my first time drawing Nishikage and Marco, it was really cool hehe. Exactly the reason why I asked for anon requests!

Paper Vectors by Vecteezy

[larahorse253]

Violet's Scrapbook III

Previous:

[oficinamiau]

Parabéns aos aniversariantes de Março! 🥳 Oficina Miau Craft #felizaniversario #parabens #marco #march #aniversario #birthday #piscianos #peixes #cartoes #convites #cartonagem #craft #scrap #scrapbooking #compapel #postais #cartoespostais #scrapbrasil #arteempapel #evaartes #arteemeva #artesanatocriativo #handmade #handemadecard #feitoamao #oficinamiau #rabelchiorfotografia https://www.instagram.com/p/CpPIeYbgMcx/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[natsuki208]

The 104th Squad’s favourite seasons! 🌸 ☀️ 🍂 ❄️

Side note: These take place in a modern setting.

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Eren - Definitely Spring. It’s not so hot and not so cold. During the school break, he and his friends go out and explore or even go into town together. The only con though is his minor pollen allergy.

Mikasa - Surprisingly, it’s Winter. She likes to get all warm by the fire with her family and enjoy some of her dad’s best hot cocoa. Although she doesn’t enjoy snow days the same way Eren and Armin do.

Armin - Autumn/Fall for the beautiful scenery. When he was young, he liked to collect random leaves he found and stick them into a scrapbook. But increasing cold can be a bit much for him.

Jean - Either Spring or Sumner. Even if he has more to do during summertime like play soccer, it can get too damn hot for him to handle. Also it’s harder for him to hide his phobia for bees and wasps.

Marco - The Spring season is when he gets to admire all the nice flowers he and his mom plant outside in their garden. During Easter, he and his sister go on egg hunts together. Not much to hate.

Connie - Summer is up his game, mainly because he doesn’t go to school and can enjoy relaxing weather. Even though he spends most of his time playing video games. He hates getting sunburned.

Sasha - Autumn/Fall for all the harvesting her family do. The more ripe food she can eat, the better. She loves to wear her comfy sweaters during this time. Occasionally, she can catch a cold.

Christa - Spring is the time she also collects flowers, and help her sister Frieda at her farm. The baby animals there always enjoy her company. Not a fan of the unpredictable weather though.

Ymir - Winter for sure. Unlike her friends, she can handle the cold pretty well. And Xmas is the perfect time for her to hang with Christa the most and get the perfect gifts for her. Long traffic pisses her off.

Annie - She doesn’t really have a favourite. Whichever one has days where there’s not so extreme weather conditions is fine with her.

Reiner - The Summer is peak for him. More sports to play and beach trips with his friends and family is his main priority once school stops. Although it means he sees more dogs than he usually does.

Bertholdt - There’s nothing like enjoying a good book at home or sketching scenery better than during either Spring or Autumn/Fall. The mix of hot and cold is good for him too. Also hates bees.

[laytontheories]

Well, I've gone into too much detail about Amelia Ruth and Frederick Bargland so I might as well continue the series.

Let's discuss Marco Brock:

What we know about Marco is that he is an Amateur Historian. He loves Ambrosia so much that he went to a fancy opera with his backpack and journal.

Honestly I don't even think he was in it for Eternal Life. He probably went to the opera because he genuinely enjoyed it.

When Descole says something special will happen, Marco cheers. Maybe they'll be giving VIP tickets to whoever knows the most about Ambrosia? That would definitely be him!

When he finds out about the game and how the losers will lose their lives, Marco is understandably shocked and asks what's going on. Despite this, he stays and is able to solve the puzzles correctly.

While the other contestants talk and discuss the answer with one another, Marco works by himself. He seems to prefer being alone. That is until he meets Curtis O'Donnell.

It looks like a new ship has set sail! And I don't mean the Crown Petone.

When they make it onto land, Marco immediately recognises it as Ambrosia and excitedly pulls out his scrapbook to info-dump on everyone. He's so happy. It's pretty wholesome.

This is when I get mad. Even though Marco solved all the puzzles correctly, he was still eliminated. Descole broke the rules to his own game because Amelia had to be the winner. Marco should have gotten a consolation prize at least.

To make matters worse, Janice and Luke escape, leaving Marco to be physically attacked by Descole's men who steal his precious scrapbook.

But everything goes alright in the end. Marco reunites with Curtis and they have a nice chat. They are so distracted they don't even notice a photo is being taken until it's too late.

Because of this, the pair instead take a selfie together in front of the Ambrosian stone. How cute!

I'm sure Marco will be excited to explore Ambrosia and learn more about it.

Maybe he and Curtis can get a boat and travel the world together, researching the Azran and battling sea creatures along the way.

[m3rmeladademora]

ₐ𝚋ₒᵤ𝚝 ᗰₑ ....

𝓜𝓲𝓽𝓼𝓴𝓲, 𝓬𝓸𝓯𝓯𝓮𝓮, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼

✂ Ani:3

✂ Fangirl

✂ 🧡🤍🩷

✂ Dreamer, thinker, music lover.

✂ Apple Cider Enthusiast!!

✂ My digital scrapbook.

✂ Dramatic by nature.

✂ I love quackity and QSMP.

♘.。．♘：＊・゜♘．。♘．：＊・゜♘♘.。．♘：＊゜♘

✂ Music: Mitski, Laufey, Beabadoobe, Clairo,Lana del rey, Taylor Swift, Faye Webster, Chappel roan, Olivia Rodrigo, Mac de Marco, Alex g, MARINA, Twice, NewJeans and Sabrina Carpenter ♡.

✂ Cinema/TV: Dickinson, Bottoms, everything sucks, 23.5 Adventure time, she-ra, the owl house, the sex lives of college girl, practical magic, harley quinn, PEN15, Steven Universe, The fallout, Stranger Things, TWD, Gravity Fall, yellowjackets, many more.

Favorite characters: Marceline (aventure time), Jackie, Lottie and Natalie (yellowjackets), Garnet(Steven Universe).

<3

𝙢3𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙖

[north-noire]

OC art dump once again

Some of these are fairly new, some of these are probably months ago. Either way, well, here they are!

DRIFTING DOORWAY ART DUMP

Headshots of my Drifting Doorway characters :] Well, they all get assembled during the 2nd act ish part of the story anyway. It's not even the entire characters! Oh well, I'll draw the government people another time.

dimensional travelers, colorized + shaded. same guy, different paths, and one of them hates the other with a strong passion, guess who it is?

Drifting Dimensions - it's a wild trip going through dimensions!

misled by a faint glimmer of hope.

Because I'm Not Human little OC video I made :]

Anonymous M (Meme) | Because I'm Not Human || OC MV - YouTube

PECULIARITY OF FENOMENOS ART DUMP

When Father Marcos finally found Antonio at the orphanage, he shared a restful, solemn moment with the reporter underneath the sunset. Antonio seemed to be exhausted - too tired to really make much small talk. He had been gazed at his notepad for quite some time, seemingly lost in thought. Despite Marcos's understanding of his exhaustion - there was a nagging thought at the back of his mind that he didn't want to listen to.

"It's probably just one of those days." Marcos thought to himself, sighing.

It's too late to turn back now.

Hangin' out in the local peryahan? to be added to Antonio's photo album scrapbook!

Congratulations to whomever decided to scroll ALL the way down here! You get a hug from me.

[charkyzombicorn]

Soul eater au

White beard coming home with another murder kid

Marco: 😐😑😐

That's what everyone believes because of how Marco can be but he actually makes and manages the family scrapbook, its thicker than it is tall and Marco keeps having to rebind the cover to add more pages.

[wiispywitch]

Attack on Titan OC - Sara Weber🩵🦢💐

♡. ToyHou.se | Instagram | AO3

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Name: Sara Weber

Meaning: Sara- princess (pronounced as S-R-ra); Weber- weaver

Nickname(s): Blondie (by Nathanael), Princess (by Shadis)

Alias (if any): N/A

Age: 16 (850); 20 (854)

Gender: Female

Nationality: Eldian (French descent)

Birthday: October 9th, 834

Birthplace: Stohess District, Wall Rose

Current Residence: Trost District, Wall Rose; Pasture outside of Stohess District 

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Relationship Status: Taken, later married

Language(s) spoken: Eldian

Life-Long Dream: To fulfill a purposeful life in helping others 

Goal(s): To expand her knowledge in the medical field, to protect her family, to marry Nathanael and have a family

Like(s): Flowers, cooking, children, helping those in need, long walks in the meadow, visiting the bakery, sewing and embroidery, girl time in the barracks 

Dislike(s): Rainy days, cats, Nathanael and Eren fighting, arrogant people, people who take advantage of others, messes 

Bad Habit(s): Taps her foot when she grows impatient, too nice for her own good, can come off as pompous

Hobbies: Flower-pressing, scrapbooking, horseback riding, embroidery, cooking 

Fear(s): The titans getting inside the walls, losing Nathanael and her friends in the battlefield, ending up alone, Elijah hurting her family, spiders 

Personality: Classy, calm, elegant, humble, enthusiastic, genuine, companionly, moralistic, well-mannered, polite

Favorites(not necessary)-

Food(s): Hazelnut soup, raspberries

Color(s): Light blue

Season(s): Spring

Activities: Reading, embroidery, sword-fighting, horseback-riding

Time of Day: Morning, midday

Extras: Animals- doves; Literature- romance, fantasy; Flower- Iris

Appearance-

Height: 5’3” (160 cm)

Weight: 107 lbs. (49 kg)

Hair style: Curly, pulled back into a bun, falls down past her shoulder

Hair Color: Blonde

Eye Color: Hazel

Skin Tone: Posy-pale

Body Shape/Build: Slightly muscular, slender, small hips, slim figure, pink lips

Birthmarks: N/A

Scar(s): N/A

Other: N/A

Health-

Memory: Normal, no issues

Sight (do you need glasses?): Normal

Mental: She has a fairly calm composure and can keep herself under control even under pressure

Physical: She takes care of her body very well, however she’s not the strongest in her squad

Sleep patterns (how you sleep and how much rest do you get?): She makes sure to have a fairly average sleep schedule. The only times she really breaks this is when she and the girls in the barracks stay up gossiping.

Allergies/Other: She’s allergic to cats. While she tries not to let this be an issue when she moves into the Schuyler household, who own a cat named Agatha, she can’t be near the cat for too long otherwise she will start sneezing and get irritation in her eyes and nose. Dr. Finch provides her with one of his remedies to help her manage her allergy.

Abilities/Statistics (1- lowly skilled, 10- highly skilled and tell why)-

3D Maneuvering Gear: 6/10

Intelligence: 8/10

Martial Arts: 7/10

Battle Skill: 4/10

Agility: 6.6/10

Strategy: 4/10

Teamwork: 9/10

Passion: 8/10

Affiliation: Medic

Former Affiliation: 104th Cadet Corps 

Grad. Rank: 46th

Status (Alive, Missing, etc.): Alive

Relationships-

Parent(s): Michael Weber (father), Elsa Weber (mother)

Sibling(s): N/A

Other Relative(s): Nathanael Schuyler (husband), Alexandria Schuyler (daughter), Miriam Schuyler (mother-in-law), Taylor Schuyler (sister-in-law), Corine Schuyler (sister-in-law), Clovis Schuyler (brother-in-law)

Love Interest: Melody Oglethorpe, Nathanael Schuyler 

Best Friend(s): Melody Oglethorpe, Taylor Schuyler, Hanna Diament

Friend(s): Franz Kefka, Marco Bodt, Mina Caroline, Sasha Blouse, Krista Lenz

Enemy(ies): Titans, Kenny Ackerman, Elijah Kaufman

Hero(es): Dr. Finch

Rival(s): N/A

Quotes:

“I wouldn’t really consider myself a fighter, but I want to help people who have been through enough trouble these five years.”

“Nathanael, just promise me no matter what you'll come back home safe.”

“I don't care if you think I need to keep my mouth shut, you are not going to speak to me in that tone or treat me like I don't have a mind of my own.”

History/Life: Sara Weber is the daughter of Michael and Elsa Weber of Stohess District, two noble doctors of the town. Before the birth of their daughter, Michael worked as a medic within the military, although he never had any first-hand experience and mostly treated the injured soldiers from the various regiments (his highest number of patients being from the Survey Corps). He transferred out to work as the town's doctors as a way to stay closer to home and spend more time with his family. Elsa took time off to become a stay-at-home mom and focus on raising Sara, teaching her how to act as a proper and well-mannered young lady. Sara grew up having a happy childhood and a doting family, but they never spoiled her and taught her how to be humble towards others, hence her caring nature which made her very well-liked among her peers, and she even attracted some admirers. Even as a girl coming from such wealth, Sara never once let her wealth define her. However, as fulfilling as her life was, Sara couldn't help but feel that deep down something was missing; of course, she had everything a girl her age would desire, but deep down she wanted to do something meaningful that was outside of her comfort zone and use it as a way to help those who were less fortunate than her. This was a main factor that led her to sign up for the 104th Cadet Corps to find her purpose. Even if she didn't have a set goal as to why she signed up as of yet, what she did know is she still wanted to help others and this would be a great starting point.

The first few days of her training were rough for a girl of her status. The commandant didn't have high expectations from her given that she was seen as the "pretty rich girl of Stohess.” But it didn't take long for them to see that she was far more than a pretty face and she showed potential to be a great and resourceful soldier. While she wasn’t the most physically strongest cadet, she did prove to be an excellent martial artist and her ability to maneuver the gear was considered above average; there was also her knowledge in the medical field that showed to be useful in the case of an injury on-duty; she would even help out her fellow comrades that were injured during their training. She was very well-liked among her bunkmates and became part of Nathanael Schuyler's friend group—consisting of Sam Dossam, Taylor Schuyler, and her old friend and past crush Mel Oglethorpe—and had even received a few admirers, among them being Mel and Nathanael. Sara and Mel pursued a romantic relationship for a short period of time, and they soon made a mutual understanding that they would remain as friends. Nathanael always had a crush on Sara since the moment he first met eyes with her the day they arrived at the camps, and they would often flirt with each other that it became an on-going joke that they acted like a married couple. They trained together frequently and on their off-days, they would go to town together and use this as an excuse to spend time together. A year into their studies, Nathanael and Sara officially became a couple. Nathanael’s family welcomed her with open arms almost immediately, yet her family wasn't too thrilled about this arrangement since he didn't come from a status of wealth much to Michael's standards. They couldn’t convince Sara otherwise as she didn't care about Nathanael’s status and loved him for him, nor did that stop her from continuing to see him.

Upon graduation, Sara had plans to join the medic squad. Nathanael was unsurprisingly hesitant of this idea as he feared she would be received first-handed to the battlefields, but he still wanted to support his girlfriend’s career. It wasn’t until the battle of Trost and the first-hand experience in what the titans are capable of that Sara changed her mind and backed out because she still desired to have a family and to someday marry Nathanael. She moved to Trost to live with Miriam and the twins, and got a job as a nurse alongside Dr. Finch, a close family friend of the Schuyler family, and helped aid the elderly doctor in tending to sick and injured patients. Sara would use her combat skills to protect her family from attackers, going as far as to shoot them with Miriam's rifle and taking the girls to safety. 

Nathanael and Sara were seen as the perfect couple, and there are times that Nathanael believes that he is not good enough to be with such a noble and charismatic young lady as her, even after his involvement with the Military Police during the uprising. Nathanael and Sara were married after the successful recovery mission of Wall Maria, and not long after they would have their daughter Alexandria. 

For years, Sara wanted nothing more but to have a good life that was fulfilling enough for her. Even though things turned out much different than she was expecting, she was able to achieve her goal of helping many people, and was blessed with a career that she was satisfied with and a beautiful family of her own. In the end, there was nothing more that she could ask for. 

Bonus Facts: 

-Her voice: Japanese- Akiko Yajima (Angela Blanc, Black Butler); English- Mandy Moore (Rapunzel, Tangled)

-Her name is pronounced "s-R-ra"

-She has the scent of lavender.

-She’s a Libra.

-Her alignment is neutral-good.

-In a modern AU, Sara gets a job working in a hospital as a nurse, and is often working alongside Dr. Finch. She is of course married to Nathanael and very close to his family, and they have their daughter Alexandria. She would have a combination of a sporty girly-girl and vintage aesthetic.

-She is inspired by Fleur Delacour from Harry Potter (specifically the book variation)

-She wanted to name her first daughter Catherine after her grandmother but decided to make it her middle name

-Her spirit animal is a swan.

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OC Profile Credit- AliceCantBeStopped ; Divider- y-vna

[gible-love-nibles-archive]

Eternal Diva Fic (Part 5)

Ok after a day's delay, here is Part 5: The Part with the Autism (affectionate). Getting into the second act now

Trigger warning for food and slight animal attacks (wolves are aggressive and lunge, but no one gets hurt by them)

Word Count: 1.4k / Previous / Next

I was stirred awake by the sun shining in my eyes.  I grumbled a bit and used my blanket to cover my face.  Then a splash hit the blanket right where I was covering my face, and I jolted up.  I looked around.  There were the other two boats filled with everyone.  And we were still speeding off to who knows where.

“So… it wasn’t a bad dream,” I murmured. “That all really did happen.”

I looked behind me, and I could barely believe it.  Land, an island.  And we were zooming to its shore fast.

This was where our host was taking us.  But just what was on this island?

By the time we made it to shore, everyone was at least somewhat awake.  The beach had picturesque white sand, the water was a rich blue, and the forests beyond looked lush and inviting with their shade.  The only thing off were the strange white rocks jutting out of the water.  

“Where are we now?” Frederick asked the wind.

“It appears to be totally deserted,” Curtis answered.

“It can’t be totally deserted though,” I thought. “Otherwise, why would the game master send us here?”

“Look there!” Marco suddenly said and ran further inland.  I followed right behind. He ran up to a tall slab of rock with a large circular pattern etched into it.  “Is it…?  I-It is!”

“It is… what?” I asked.

“I’m sure of it!  This is… Ambrosia!” That caught everyone else’s attention, and they started to hurry over. “Or at least, this is where Ambrosia once was.”

…We just happened to land on the island where the long-lost kingdom of Ambrosia was?  The exact kingdom that the opera we were watching the night before was themed after?  At this point, there was absolutely no way that was a coincidence.  

But… who had found it first then?  Our host had to learn it from someone to send us here.

“I am Marco Brock, and I am an amateur historian,” he continued. “For years now, I have spent my time compiling this scrapbook on the Eternal Kingdom, Ambrosia!”

“You collected all that?” Pierre asked, a little bit awestruck.

“Oh good, a history geek,” Mrs. Raidley snarked, a little bit unimpressed.

Marco pulled out a little scrap of paper from his book; printed on it was half of the inscription on the rock.  “This… This is the famous Ambrosian seal!”

I decided for my own sanity that “seal” meant something more like a postage stamp seal and less like a “holding-back-the-forces-of-evil” seal.

“It certainly looks like the seal,” Layton piped up. “I saw it once at Dr. Schrader’s house.” Next to him, Luke started sketching the seal in his little notebook.

“I can’t believe I’m actually here!  My dream has come true!” Marco cheered.

“Yes.  If this really is Ambrosia, our dreams will be realized,” Curtis said wistfully. “The legend of eternal life!”

“Does that mean… the elixir of eternal life could be nearby?” asked Frederick without a hint of subtlety.

How could they still think about eternal life after everything we’ve seen?  Sunk cost fallacy, I supposed.

Mrs. Raidley gasped.  “What’s that there?”

“That” was a white-clothed table with lots of chairs underneath a large tree.  There was a vase full of red roses and all kinds of trays that on closer inspection, held all kinds of food.  There were even wine bottles and glasses.

“A feast?”

There was a note on the table which Luke read aloud: “A reward for those still left in the game.”

Everyone started to sit down to enjoy the food and beverages. “A reward, or a new puzzle perhaps?” Amelia asked.  That gave everyone pause, but not enough to consider not eating.

I didn’t grab anything from the buffet, simply eyeing everything.  

Well, I didn’t like most fruit, so that was out.  I was pretty sure everything on that tray was fruit anyway.  The meats, cheeses and crackers might be fine but… agh, I hated the texture of those deli plate meats.  Maybe a sandwich--

“Clare.” I whipped my head around to Layton when he called my name. “While I think it’s wise to be a bit apprehensive of the food presented, we also should take the chance to eat to regain our strength.”

I didn’t want to admit I was taking a while to eat something because I was being picky (and I didn’t like eating around a bunch of people anyway).  So I made something up. “Just… worried about poison, is all.  Yep.”

“Well, everyone seems to be fine even after eating.  And the food is delicious.  I would take something before it is gone.  I would hate to see a lady walking around hungry.”

“...Right.  Of course.” Layton was just looking out for me, I knew that.  He was a gentleman after all; he didn’t have any ill intentions.

After another bit of deliberation, I ended up taking the dragon fruit and heading under another tree to eat it.  I had heard dragon fruit had a fairly mild and sweet taste, so I figured it wouldn’t be so bad.

I was incorrect.  It was sort of sweet, but it didn’t make up for the hell that was eating the seeds.  Feeling them in every bite-- even if they were little-- was absolutely not ideal.  It was a two out of ten experience; I probably would never eat another dragon fruit.

After that, I didn’t feel like eating anything else.  So I watched as everyone ate and then dispersed themselves.

I sat under the tree for a little bit, but eventually got up and started aimlessly walking up the sand.  It was just to keep my feet moving and my brain buzzing.  All the same questions were still firmly lodged in there.

I realized I was standing right in front of the Ambrosian seal.  I hadn’t gotten the chance to look super closely at it before we got distracted by the banquet, so I supposed now was my chance to.  I stared long and hard at it.

In the middle, it depicted two people: one with a crown and one without.  They seemed to be in front of a door of some kind, judging by the shape and symbols on it.  Further out, there were curved lines like waves with people inside them.  And on the outermost rim above it all were the stars, etched into the stone as little crosses with lines marking the sky lines.

…Something about this seal was nagging at me.  But what was it?  The queen and her citizens?  The waves with the people inside?  The stars?

I thought back to the opera, the one that unfortunately got me into this whole mess.  The queen adored music, and in the opera, she was the singer.

And then it hit me.  The stars.  Why were there lines surrounding them?  The crosses would’ve done fine to show it was the sky.

…Maybe that wasn't a coincidence.

I pulled out my tiny notebook, which by some miracle wasn't soaked with ocean water.  I ripped out a page and started making lines.

“I guess Mom making me take piano lessons was good for something after all,” I muttered lightheartedly as I started visualizing the curving lines of stars to be straight.  “Maybe if each line correlates to a line or a space…”

After what felt like ages of scratching my head and my eraser, I finally had it: sheet music transcribed from the seal.  …That I could only barely read.  It had been a long time since those piano lessons.

The howl of a wolf snapped me out of my thoughts of my lack of musical talent.  

That wasn't good.  This island clearly wasn't as deserted as we thought.  But these wolves would probably be scared of humans… right?

“Ladies and gentlemen~” Ah.  The return of our lovely, oh-so-courteous game master.  “Your little break is over.”

I heard growling and snarling behind me; I whipped my head around to see an unbelievably skinny wolf staring me down.  I snarled and growled right back, hoping that would scare it.  It didn't; that only seemed to agitate it more.  I gulped.

“Now you get to be dessert for the wolves!!” The game master's voice boomed out. The wolf lunged.  I barely managed to sidestep it, and then I darted away from the beast, cussing all the while.  Our host’s cruel laughter rang in my ears as I ran off deeper into the woods.

[assim-eu-sou]

S2 Recap

Favorite Extended Sequences (in chronological order):

Sleepover/Fake Diego Call

Angie's Farewell

Madrid Podemos

Gregorio's speech to Diego

Soy Mi Mejor Momento (finale)

Favorite Songs (in no particular order)

Soy Mi Mejor Momento

Algo Se Enciende

Si Es Por Amor

Alcancemos Las Estrellas

Peligrosamente Bellas

(But tbh, the whole Hoy Somos Más album is sooooo good).

Character Thoughts:

Violetta: You will always be my baby. This girl has been through the wringer, with the Esmeralda deceit, Jeremías, and Diego. Then add to that losing her voice, losing Angie, and then losing her passion for a time. I just want to give her a big hug. And she honestly handles it with more grace than most people ever could. She deserves every good thing that comes her way.

León: A male protagonist that deserves rights. I appreciate his Entre Dos Mundos arc as someone pursuing a double major, although the motorcross seemed to come out of nowhere. I'm mad that he was mad about the non-consensual kiss and he certainly had his moments that frustrated me but like. He cares about Vilu so much.

Ludmila: She's so stupid... I love her. It's hard to remember what about her is real and what I made up because I think about her so much, so I won't say too much. Her fake friend era was such a time. It was hard to watch her cause Vilu pain, but what can I say except I know where she's coming from. Seeing her finally realize that hurting Vilu wasn't going to solve her problems was such a moment.

Naty: babeygirl. period. poor thing goes through it with Ludmila and I'm glad she ended the season happy. and yet, in the end, she will always choose Ludmi. she is unconditional. there's not much more that needs to be said here.

Francesca: Ah, Fran. She's always looking out for Vilu and that is something that I treasure. Her going-to-Italy arc was so.... yeah. As someone who knew they were leaving their hometown for college and also someone who knows they have to leave their college town whenever classes aren't in session, I get it. It's a lot. She had a really hard time letting her heart say yes to Marco, which could be frustrating, but I don't blame her. Commitment is hard, especially when you wonder how permanent things can be.

Camila: Ooooooh she's so funny. So many lines here and there that cracked me up. Her boy scrapbook was funny to me because like. That's such a normal thing to do. Not. But similar energy to something I'd do at the same time.

Diego: I hate this show for making me feel sorry for him by the end of it. He's almost even likable now. Dang it. I despised this man at the start of the season... creepy stalker. But in the end... idk. Something happened. All of the dynamics that he's a part of just make it.

Andrés/Broduey/Marco/Maxi: They exist. I don't think enough thoughts about them to say more than that.

Germán: I HATE HIMMMMMMM. Stupid Jeremías and stupid helicoptering send him STRAIGHT to prison. He did not deserve applause for Soy Mi Mejor Momento. That belonged to Vilu and the kids. As the child of overprotective parents, I have a lot of thoughts about Germán and how the show Violetta itself could be a metaphor for other things, but that should be its own post, so I won't expand for now.

Lara: she's so cool! Funky lil mechanic! Never did anything wrong tbh. I hope she ends up happy wherever she is.

Gregorio: this man is unhinged. But his development with Diego destroyed me. Like. I felt it in my soul. He truly has the range.

Angie: Her scenes with Vilu are always so special. But poor woman, she definitely needed to go to France. And her send-off... affected me. One of the deserves better girls for sure.

Jade: Please free her from the shackles of Germán and Mati. Enough said. Also her opera scene was ICONIC.

Esmeralda: It would be nice if she got a redemption arc in S3 but that won't be happening so... oh well. I also like how she brought Ámbar with her. Seeing Vilu being an older sister was cute.

Pablo: what was WRONG with this man for the majority of the season? Bring S1 Pablo back!

Olga/Ramallo: They exist. They care about Vilu. They put up with Germán. I couldn't do their job.

Pairings (Platonic and romantic)

Leonetta: A main ship I can support. Madrid!Podemos was so much. And all Leonetta hugs... so true. There's just a lot of care there.

León and Fran: such a fun dynamic, especially in Madrid. Best detectives. They just want to protect their girl Vilu.

Fran and Cami: these two fight like a married couple but in the end they have each others' best interests at heart. They often give each other advice that they need to take themselves lol.

Ludmila and Vilu: Vilu puts up with so much, bless her. The way she kept trying to let Ludmi in to her circle at the beginning of the season? The way she just moves on so quickly at the end? And the way Ludmi finally comes to her senses and wants to help her get her sparkle back? Yeah... s3 sisters will kill me.

Ludmila and Diego: Oh... so much. They're just so much. I want to study them under a microscope. Just a shocking and entertaining dynamic all around. The way they both despise and care about each other.

Diego and Vilu: Their start and end was not good. They had some cute moments, unfortunately. In another life, maybe. I can tell that in the end, he really did care about her, and was caught in a very rough spot. He wasn't in the right but I get it. I will be interested to see where their interactions go from here.

Fedemila: I mean I had fun. I like seeing Ludmila enamored. I like seeing her try. And they're both just so much, so diva.

Naxi: Maxi just. doesn't trust Naty. So while she ended the season happy, she deserves better, I think.

Brodemila: They are what they are. They're always gonna be in conflict. But their cute scenes are cute.

Marcesca: It would never work out in the end, but it was nice for what it was. Like him learning Italian? So good. His Madrid gestures may have been a bit toooo grand lol. Still. after S1, Fran deserved someone at least as decent as Marco.

Caxi: not the worst tbh. I don't have strong feelings either way.

Natila, Cadmila: Some enjoyable moments for both of these pairings. Tension between Cami and Ludmi. Naty and Cami making the music video. Their trio dynamic. So much fun!

Franletta: the softe girls!!!!!!! They fight so hard for each other. Fran pulling the fire alarm? Vilu convincing Fran's dad to let her stay? That whole arc was so much. All their hugs and just being attached at the hip... yes. Sweeties.

Luty: I don't even need to say anything. We know what they did to me. Just. Yeah. There are so many moments that aren't even subtext, just straight (not) text. Like yeah. Solo te quería desear suerte. And fin.

[larahorse253]

Violet's Scrapbook II

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Welcome To Mia Belle Baby, an online store for girls age newborn. Have a Picnic: Pack a basket with some sandwiches, fruits, and drinks, and head to a local park for a picnic! Bring a blanket to sit on and enjoy the beautiful weather while you spend quality time with your daughter. This is a great way to unplug from phones and electronics and appreciate the world around you!

[autisticlancemcclain]

The Tarantula Hawk Wasp Incident

Hunk & Lance (Voltron), Fluff and Humour, Part 2 of the Lance Is A Disney Princess Series, 1.7k Words

Summary:

Hunk mentioned being traumatised from the ‘tarantula hawk wasp’ incident. This is that incident.

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In the morning of the scariest day of his life (yes he’s exaggerating, yes he’s allowed to do so, shut up), Hunk was in the kitchen with Mrs. Esposita-McClain.

Whenever he spent time at Lance’s house (which was frequently — Lance and Hunk were neighbours, and spent enough time at each other’s houses that their things were spread equally among the two places. Both houses and families were equally home to the two of them), he helped Mrs. Esposita-McClain with the meals. She affectionately called him her little sous-chef, and showed him how to make everything from ropa vieja to chatinos. If you couldn’t find Hunk with Lance, you’d find him with his mother.

This particular morning, Hunk was watching quietly as Mrs. Esposita-McClain made vaca frita (he wasn’t allowed to help because there was far too much hot oil for eight-year-old Hunk to handle). The sounds of the sizzling oil and heavenly smell of frying beef made for a calm and happy atmosphere. Hunk felt like he could stay here forever.

“I’m going to the woods, Mamá!” came Lance’s sudden holler.

And there goes the atmosphere.

“Not by yourself, you’re not!” Mrs. Esposita-McClain yells back.

“But Maaaaaaa,” Lance whines. Hunk notes wryly that Lance has yet to show his face, and was whining only a safe distance away from his mother’s mighty raised eyebrow and powerful Glare of Judgement.

Mrs. Esposita-McClain sighs, and then takes the frying pan off the heat. She wipes her hands on her apron, and walks into the living room, where the rest of her children are gathered. Hunk follows.

Newlywed Luis and Lisa are cuddling on the couch, with Marco across from them on the floor, making mocking faces at them because of who he was as a person. Rachel and Veronica are playing cards, trash talking each other at every turn. Rachel isn't even trying to hide how badly she’s cheating.

“Someone needs to go with Lancito to the woods. He can’t go alone, and he needs to get out of the house for a while or he’s going to be climbing up the walls, that chico mono.”

Before the words are even out of her mouth, her children rush to press their fingers to their noses, screaming “Nosies!” at the top of their lungs.

“Ha! Hunk was last! He has to go!” taunts Veronica. Hunk whips around to Mrs. Esposita-McClain, eyes wide and imploring.

“That’s not fair!” he argues. “I’m little! I can’t move as fast!”

Mrs. Esposita-McClain laughs, stepping forward to cradle Hunk’s head in her hands. She runs her fingers through his hair, planting a kiss on his forehead. “Fair is fair, querida,” she says. “When you’re older, you’ll be leagues faster than these troublemakers. Then they’ll be forced to accompany my disaster hijo on his little excursions and you’ll never have to go again.”

Hunk pouts. “Well, I’ll maybe go with him sometimes,” he decides. “He’s my best friend, after all. Someone has to protect him.”

Mrs. Esposita-McClain laughs again, shaking her head fondly, and presses another kiss to his head.

The sound of Lance’s stomping footsteps clambering down the stairs puts an end to any further conversation. The footsteps get closer and faster as Lance runs into the room, and runs right into the door, as per usual.

“Ouch,” he mutters, rubbing his forehead, but he’s perking right back up before anyone can say anything. “Okay! Who’s coming with me? I wanna go see if I can find some stinging nettle to put in my scrapbook!”

Mrs. Esposita-McClain raises an eyebrow. “I hope you mean a photograph, Lancito. Please do not touch stinging nettle, and also do not bring it into the house.”

Lance nods, waving his little disposable camera in the air. “Yep! I’m ready to go! Can we go now?”

Hunk walks over to his best friend, and can’t help but feel excitement take over his previous hesitance. Yeah, Lance is always running into trouble, but he’s just so enthusiastic about it. It’s hard not to get caught up.

The second Lance sees that Hunk will be the one accompanying him, his whole body lights up. His grin is downright blinding. “Hunk! You’re coming?”

Hunk’s quick and happy nod has Lance literally jumping for joy, flapping his hands and whooping. “Yes! Aw, this is gonna be awesome! We’re gonna play adventurers! We can play knights, too! Let’s go let’s go let’s go!”

Now just as enthused as Lance, Hunk runs for the door, and the two of them slip on their sneakers at lightspeed and race down the front doorsteps.

“Be back before sundown! Don’t talk to strangers! Stick together!” Mrs. Esposita-McClain calls as they speed off.

“We'll be safe!” Hunk calls back.

“And Lance! Do not bring home another bear cub, por amor de Dios!”

Lance pauses, turning back to face his mother’s exasperated stare.

“I won’t,” he promises sheepishly. Mrs. Esposita-McClain rolls her eyes fondly, then waves them off. The two race down the streets, turning corners and barely avoiding cars, until they finally make it to the edge of the forest.

“I win!” Hunk proclaims.

“You did not! It was a tie!” argues Lance. Hunk pauses, considering, and nods after a moment. “Yeah, okay, it was a tie,” he agrees.

The two make their way into the woods, walking this time. They follow the well-worn path, Lance spinning a story about brave knights sent out to find ingredients for a magical potion they have to make to wake a sleeping kingdom. They stop every once in a while to inspect animal tracks or pick up a plant Lance points out. Hunk has to frequently steer Lance away from attempting to pick up various creatures, or pull him down from climbing a tree.

Hunk knows how clumsy Lance is. Sticking him twenty feet in the air on a flimsy branch is just asking for broken bones.

Soon the duo tires of their game, and just walk down the path, cracking jokes or telling silly little stories about school or shenanigans they got up to when the other wasn’t around. Hunk tells Lance about his Tina’s latest bedtime story, one of Nafanua’s many great battles. Lance tells Hunk of catching Veronica’s newest novia sneaking out through the window, and her subsequent bribe of three King-sized Twix bars a week for his silence.

“Oh, hey, Hunk, look at this!” Lance says, interrupting himself mid-sentence. He reaches into the air, cupping his hand around something, and gently guides it to the space in between them. He opens his hands, and Hunk has to hold back a horrified yell at what his best friend reveals.

In Lance’s cupped hands rests the biggest wasp Hunk has ever seen. Its body and legs are a bright blue-green, and its huge wings are a frightening shade of orange. Its stinger is long and large enough to be visible and also very sharp. The insect takes up Lance’s whole hand.

“Wow, an adult tarantula hawk wasp! Just buzzin’ around!” Lance’s voice sounds completely awed, and he’s also completely oblivious to Hunk’s mute terror. He knows about these wasps. Lance talks about them frequently — they are known for having the most painful sting of any bug in the insect kingdom.

And Lance is holding it. With his bare hands.

“Look, this one’s a female! You can tell because her antennae are curved, and he’s only got six segments. She’s bigger, too. Aw, and look! She’s still got nectar all over her face, she must’ve just eaten. Isn’t she awesome, Hunk?”

Hunk is completely unable to speak, just looking at his best friend in horror. These wasps are so powerful that they regularly beat up tarantulas. And Lance does not have even the slightest amount of heathy fear of this creature.

See, this is why everyone is scared of Lance’s nature walks.

“Here, Hunk, wanna hold her? She’s pretty docile right now, she might even crawl on ya!” Lance moves his hand, presumably to hand Hunk (and he can’t say this enough) he wasp with the most painful sting in the world.

Not shockingly, this prompts Hunk to move.

“Lance if that thing gets any closer to me I’m gonna throw up. And faint. Probably both, honestly.”

Lance finally looks up, and his forehead creases at Hunk’s visible terror.

“What’s wrong?” he asks.

Hunk gapes at him. “What’s wrong? Lance, you told me these things have to most painful stings in the world! And wasps aren’t particularly known for being kind! Why on Earth would I want to hold her?”

Lance has the gall to look offended on the wasp’s behalf. “Miss Wasp isn’t going to sting you,” he argues. “They only sting when provoked! And we’re not provoking her, we’re just hanging out! You’ll be fine.”

Hunk takes a deep breath, looking to the trees for guidance. What he wouldn’t give for Tagaloa himself to pop out of the forest and give him some divine guidance right now. He loves Lance, really and truly with his whole heart, but come on. Hunk is eight! He doesn’t know how to deal with this!

“Lance,” Hunk says slowly, “I do not want to hold the wasp. I am very afraid of that insect. I am also kind of afraid of you holding it. Can you please set her free so I can maybe not be terrified that we’re gonna get stung?”

Lance frowns, but nevertheless softly releases the wasp in the air, watching sadly as she flies away. “Bye, Miss Wasp,” he calls out.

“Good riddance,” Hunk mutters.

Lance turns to stare at Hunk, squinting wordlessly at him for several moments.

“Did Miss Wasp really scare you?” he asks finally.

“I don’t know how to explain this to you, but most people are terrified of creatures that could sting you badly enough to think you’re gonna die,” Hunk replies.

Lance hums thoughtfully, rocking back on his heels. “I didn’t think we were gonna die.”

“I was very much afraid for your life.”

There’s a moment of silence, as Lance processes Hunk’s words and reaction. His rocking gets less stimmy and more fidgety.

“…Sorry for scaring you, Hunk,” Lance says after a few minutes. He looks very guilty, staring at his feet and wringing his hands. 

Hunk sighs again, then pulls his best friend into a huge hug. “I forgive you, you dork,” he says, cuffing Lance on the shoulder. “I know it’s futile to ask you to stop holding dangerous animals when you see them, but please don’t offer them to me. You can safely assume that I do not want to go anywhere near them, ever.”

Lance pulls away, nodding, and grabs Hunk’s hand. He pulls him along the path, back home, swinging their arms together. “Deal!” he chirps. “Only I pet cool critters! You watch and observe!”

Hunk sighs, shaking his head, but he’s smiling. He may have just gone through the five stages of grief, but at least they made it out of Lance’s excursion alive.

Next time, Veronica can go.

[s-opal]

I’ve already posted all the character profiles from Breaking the Boundary, but I want to post them all separately too. Besides, the first theme for OC-tober is introduction, so why not use it.

This was a difficult thing to write an ID for...

[Image ID:

A page out of a scrapbook, filled with various pictures, colourful stickers and notes written by the creator of the scrapbook. There are six pictures in the page.

The page is titled: Ryan Freitas, libra, October 1. Eye color: like strong black tea. Instagram handle: r.freitas

First picture: A photo of Ryan, presumably taken out of a yearbook. He has brown skin, reddish-brown hair and he is wearing a yellow shirt with a floral pattern. The background is abstract blue. Several star-shaped stickers surround him.

Second picture: Ryan and Jackie are looking at Jackie's phone and laughing. The background is greenery in a park. It is followed by comments: "Very rare smiling pic!" "Mom friend" (it is crossed out) "Upd: Gamer friend." Beneath the picture there is a screenshot of a tumblr post by vir9o. The post is a photo that says "Bonjour, ya'll" and a comment that says "when daveed doesn't know which act it is". The scrapbook author's comment says "They were laughing at this..."

Third picture: Ryan's legs in rolled-up jeans with bare ankles. He is standing on the ground covered in snow. The comments around this picture say: "It's 5F outside!!!"; "loyal"; "Stans Peter Liden #mood". The comments are surrounded by hand-drawn sparkles and hearts.

Fourth picture: Ryan is hugging a KFC bucket full of chicken legs with a pleased expression. The comment from the author says: "Would marry junk food if he could, proof."

Fifth picture: Very young Jackie and Ryan are wearing Halloween costumes of Jessie and Woodie from Toy Story. Jackie is holding a green pumpkin-shaped candy bucket, Ryan is holding an orange one. In the background there are Doris and Marcos, but their faces are not in the picture. Comments: "Most consistent friend duo award!!" and "Ryan and Jackie have been friends for 12 years (check info)."

Sixth picture: A group shot of eight kids and a teacher. One of the kids is Ryan, he is standing behind a synthesizer. There is writing on the picture that says "miss u guys..." An arrow is pointing at one of the girls with a note "I played Trina!" There is another arrow pointing at Ryan with a comment: "Used to play the synth in our production of Falsettos until our musical theatre group was shut down :("

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