#//who ordered a yappuccino

[mori-is-here]

𝗥𝗣 𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗚

//This is my rp clog!! I mean obviously...here I'll be doing Marvel rp. Whether it's sweet, silly or serious. NO NSFW!!. Mod and this oc are both minors :) Be sensitive, I don't tolerate racism, islamophobia, xenophobia, transphobia, homophobia and any other disrespectful actions/words. Also TW. This oc has abusive and homophobic parents. It wont be mentioned a lot but be warned.

Follows and likes will be from -> @m3vl0vesu

! I don't own any Marvel character but I do own Morona as my oc!//

--Character Info--

APPERANCE:

Eyes-> Her eyes are a Really dark brown, they almost look empty. When she isn't smiling they look like a dark void, tired. Eyes too tired for her age. They're an almond shape, they contribute to her rbf.

Skin-> Tan/brown a deep tan. She has a few beauty spots, one under her right eyes, one under her lip and a dark one on her left ear. She hates them.

Hair-> Naturally dark brown and wavy, but she's dyed it black. If you somehow get hand on her childhood photos her hair is always long. But now it's short, just above her shoulders. She hates when it goes long, sometimes you might catch her cry if it gets too long. Something between a pixie cut and a wolf cut.

Height-> 5'3 (160 cm)

GENERAL INFO:

Middle name: Mehvish Last name: u̷n̷k̷n̷o̷w̷n̷ First name: Morona

She hates being called her first name, Mori is okay but only if she truly trusts you. The nickname 'Mev' is derived from her middle name, one given to her by her biological sister. Never Morona.

Age:15

Birth date: 21-04 (21st of April)

Ethnicity: Indian

Sexuality-> Don't ask, she'll get defensive.

Gender-> She/her...?

Favourite colour: Green Hobbies: Painting, sleeping, picking her skin, reading and gardening!

She has this baseball bat. It has many nails on it, it's her favourite thing in the world. She never goes anywhere without it, she even has a name for it, 'Darla'. And there is one rule. Don't. Touch. Darla.

FAMILY + FRIENDS

Bio Dad (@youraselfishbrat-morona): She doesn't like him. He's the main reason for her running away. He's the main reason why she's kind of scared of guys. He's the main reason why she has nightmares. He's the one of the reasons she grew up too fast. No contact Bio Mom: She still deeply cares for her mother, she feels consumed by guilt for leaving her. But is also deeply upset that her mother didn't treat her fair. Barely in contact. Just a few letters and texts here and there

Adoptive Dad (@daniel-barnes-the-ghost): She loves her adoptive dad. Even if she doesn't feel like proper family, she know that he isn't a bad father and that he tries. Equally loves his Ghost part of him, even if he is a little scary. Bio siblings: She feels the worst about leaving them, sometimes she'll reach out in her sleep only to remember that they're not there. Sometimes there's a voice in her head telling her they're in danger. But they're not. No contact. They will never be treated like she was, sometimes the thought hurts but...they're safe. Why just them?

Adoptive siblings: @ireallyliketacosokay @diana-astra @ghostblade-official

//tell me if I forgot any//

Friends: She believes no-one likes her enough to be her friend. She's too scary. Except for Darla and @nobodies-sonor-soldier, even if she doesn't admit it. :)

PERSONALITY:

She's cold at first, but once she's attached she's attached. It's why she likes to push people away, but like the big sister she is she loves taking care of people.

Comforting is one of her good traits. But to show affection she's sometimes a bit mean, insults people. Especially if your a man, or reminds her of her dad. Then she's outright hostile. It's all a hard shell, what's not fake is her anger. Once she's angry she's angry, hitting, screaming. She doesn't like it but being raised the way she was it happens. She swears a bit too much, a mouth that could easily get her in trouble. And it did

Another thing about her is that she gets tired very easily, something she denies but it's very obvious. If you want her to go away or be sad (why would you?) then put her near someone drinking alcohol or a smoker. She most likely will be reduced to tears ;) Other than that she can be surprisingly mature for her age, but then not. She grew up parenting her siblings and it deeply affected her going forward. Her needs aren't important-pft of course not!

BACKSTORY She's a runaway, someone who escaped. A family that didn't really care for her, they saw her as a machine. One that they should've hid, one that didn't belong. She was a monster, a mutant. She was a genetic mishap, no one in the family had the X-gene so why did she? Just their luck...just their luck. It started to show at the age of nine, that's when she felt more tired. Barely keeping her head up in the afternoon, it wasn't normal. Whenever she had any strong emotion her nails, turned sharp as claws sadly they couldn't protect her. It was odd since they didn't really relate to her 'powers'. Anyway. She was being drugged, by her own father. People played a fair price for Mutant blood. Experiments, needles, relentless screams. She woke up with bad bruises all over her body, it was always confusing for her young ind. On her thirteenth birthday she found out, forgetting to take her 'meds' she saw what these strangers were doing. Every dinner she took her medicine, it was for her 'health', no it wasn't. Experiments? really? Was that all she was? She was a fucking lab rat. She would never forget that night. Never. With the use of her mutation and powers, and the fact that no one gave a damn about her, she ran away. And never looked back. It's been two years now. For two years she had no home, no one to call home. There were parks she want to, things she did for money. Sometimes the safest but most dangerous places were the bars, but at least it wasn't that house. Powers: Her nails/claws. She has them under control now though, but they're tough and sharp. They grow from her natural nails, sometimes causing the skin around her nails to tear and bleed. They look animalistic if they're out of control.

Element transformation: She can change something into another, as long as it has similar properties/size and or weight. It's useful when wanting to change out some mouldy bread to a fresh bread! It was a lot of help when she didn't have a home. And recently she could trick people, illusions. Though they were weak, they were useful.

AESTHETIC:

[hjhonokumhnkkjjjjj]

me watching half the fandom absolutely SLANDER jally to the GROUND [I ship jally]

[puppet-strings-and-rabbit-fur]

i have a weird theory but i feel like kaufmo could of been inspired by betty boops ker-choo? i was watching some 1930's cartoons from the internet archive so i could study how the characters stretch (so i can draw jax more appealing to the style) and i came across a poter clown that looks almost EXACTLY like kaufmo?? i feel like thats a stretch or something but STILL. i guess if i were to draw kaufmo he'd be as stretchy as how i draw jax?? (this whole post is just a HUGEE stretch.)

(proshippers/comshippers DNI)

[hjhonokumhnkkjjjjj]

this is you

dally x johnny is actually disgusting. johnny thinks of dally like the father he never had and dally thinks of johnny as his little brother and you're trying to ship them??? are you hearing yourself rn 💀

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[rottenpumpkin13]

I’m just now playing Rebirth, and god I love Chadley so much. Yes I DID order a yappuccino. Yes I DO want to activate this tower for you. You’re my son, by the way, did you know that? Get on the Chocobo, we’re going to Midgar to get your adoption certificate.

I love him so much. This is why I think Sephiroth and Chadley could have gotten along were Chadley created pre-canon. Just give him this robot child who didn't put up with Hojo's shit, loves science, never shuts up, and Sephiroth will be happy.

Genesis: A mini you? Who's this?

Sephiroth: This is Chadley.

Chadley: Greetings!

Sephiroth: Show him what you can do, Chadley.

Chadley: The human body hosts around 38 trillion bacteria! Many of them live in the intestines and aid in digestion, but a sudden imbalance in this microbial community can lead to overgrowth of harmful bacteria or pathogens, resulting in infections, disease, and death! The imbalance is often sporadic and unpredictable, meaning you could be in mortal peril right now and not know!

Sephiroth: Isn't that fascinating?

Genesis: NO?

[farleighlover]

— “i always want you when i’m coming down.”

| farleigh start x fem!reader

w.c.: 2.1k

a/n: hello loves !!! i am SOOSOOSOSOSO sorry for not uploading in so long, i have been very busy this past month ! so sorry once more. i hope this makes up for it, i wrote the ending literally tonight, so i’m so sorry if it’s sloppy :(. i also did not know if phones in 2006 had voicemails so let’s roll with it and not question anything! anyway idk who ordered a yappuccino

— / part two. (part one here.)

you’re in your english period, sitting where you usually sit. next to farleigh.

when farleigh finally enters at the last second and takes his seat next to you, you move. you can feel the confusion and his gaze on you as you find a seat next to a girl. she immediately lets you sit and holds out her hand for you to shake it. “hi! my name is ava. you’re the girl who farleigh cheated on, right?”

of course people mostly know you for your messed up relationship.

you sigh and smile a little before shaking her hand. “yeah, that’s me.” she nods while smiling. “moving away from farleigh when he just enters is definitely mean. good for you!” she’s energetic, shaking your hand with a firm grip and quick shakes. at least you know she’s confident. you chuckle dryly, “haha, i guess so.” she gives one quick smile before looking away when the professor starts class.

all throughout the class, you can feel farleigh’s stare burning into you. you take a quick glance at him. his expression is unreadable like always, although there’s hints of anger and frustration. you smile at yourself because you got a rise out of him, which you have never done before, shockingly. when class finishes, farleigh moves towards your seat but before he reaches it, you move and leave, leaving him there.

its been almost 2 weeks, another party arrives. farleigh has made no attempt on trying to get you back after that “inconvenience” and you haven’t either.

most times you just stay in and don’t go to the parties, but this time, you finally went. it felt a little freeing, going out yourself, not caring if you get drunk and high, all that sort.

you wore a black mini dress, showing your curves yet not too revealing. you haven’t wore this dress in forever. it felt… somewhat refreshing and relaxing.

you went with ruby, a small duo but you were going to get noticed throughout the party from how popular you were from your relationship. and all this attention led to farleigh staring at you.

he was in a table with felix and his group. you could hear their loud chatter and laughs all during the party, but not a familiar laugh, not farleigh’s laugh. you glanced over and saw farleigh staring directly at you before he quickly looked away. but all throughout the party, you could feel his piercing gaze on you.

ruby spied at farleigh for you. “oh yeah. it’s working.” you set your drink down. “what? it is-?” you almost turn around to look at him before ruby snapped her fingers in your face. “don’t look at him! you’re going to communicate to him with your eyes.” you rolled your eyes. “you can’t get enough of this “eye-talking” thing.” she scoffed. “oh whatever. you know i’m right.”

ruby kept her eyes peeled on farleigh, trying to act like a spy or like those cowboys in those bars who always have a shotgun on them. she picks out every “weird” detail about him, like how he spaces out a little or how it looks like he plays with his hair more than usual, although you know that that’s just how farleigh is.

“and with these problems comes solutions, and i use ‘em, when i’m faded i forget, forget what you mean to me. hope you know what you mean to me.”

“he’s so high. jesuus…” she let out a giggle before trying to bite back a smile. ruby has always had a little crush on farleigh. even though it somewhat weirded you out, you knew multiple people had a crush on farleigh because he was popular. it was just something that happens. “it’s like… his eyes. they’re getting redder and redder. somebody get him a mirror.” as she continued laughing and picking insults at him, not as the “what the fuck is wrong with him”, but as “he’s so cute” kind. you couldn’t help but just blur out everything. partying isn’t fun anymore if it just meant spying on your ex and being around sweaty guys, trying to find an one night stand and failing. it was actually quite pitiful.

“oh my gosh.” ruby gasps, widening her eyes. you try to read her expression and sigh, rubbing your temples when you give up. “what now?”

“he’s flirting with another girl. and it’s serious.”

you clock your head to look at what’s happening, before ruby snaps her fingers in your face. you roll your eyes and groan. “who is it?”

“it’s that… ava girl.”

“ava? no fucking way it could be ava.” you thought. ava was… totally farleigh’s type in pure reality. a short, pretty blonde who’s hyper and flirty, and also known as a whore. she’s the type girl to list men as “hoe 1, hoe 2, and hoe 3” on her phone.

you didn’t expect farleigh to move on that fast, but at the same time, you somewhat did. farleigh has a dull type, letting anybody who caught his eye do whatever.

ruby studied, making disgusted faces and commenting also criticizing every move, before you had enough. “jesus christ, ruby. forget this, i’m going home.” ruby almost spits out her drink, sputtering as she tried to keep you sat down in your chair.

“okay, no. let’s think about this, how can we make farleigh jealous?” ruby thought, actually squinting her eyes and stroking her chin. you sigh and before you’re able to call off this an entire thing, she blurts out her idea. “what about to flirt with another guy? i know, i know. i’m so smart.” she flips her hair as you cringe a little.

the idea finally settles in your brain. “what? flirt with another guy?” ruby nods, slightly amused. you were thinking about how badly this could go. farleigh was always a little “protective” if you will, over things. but at the same time, farleigh was all bark and no bite. and you were drunk.

as you thought, ruby dragged you out of your chair. “c’mon! you can flirt with uhh…” her eyes roam around before it landed on felix. “felix! go flirt with him!” she pushed you a little closer to their booth. “what?!” you were a little startled at the thought. actually, horrified at the thought. what if felix totally rejected you in front of everybody, including farleigh? if that happened, you wouldn’t even know what to do! you would just crumple as you get laughed at and dissolve away. you shook your head. “you’re insane, ruby. i’m not doing that.”

she swatted her hand, trying to swatting your concerns away although it didn’t help. “nonsense, you only live once.” before you can do anything, she give you one final shove and now you’re right in front of everyone. felix, farleigh, god when did it get so hot in here?

you immediately glanced at her, seeing ruby cheer you on, giving you a smile and thumbs up. you scoff and roll your eyes before facing back to felix.

“fi,” you call, having a small grin on your face. it was a name you called felix sometimes which also, made farleigh extremely jealous because he wanted to be the only guy you gave a nickname to.

you gave out your hand to felix. “wanna dance?”

felix peers up and glances at farleigh and ava. as he looks, you also look. you see farleigh rolling his eyes and trying to play it off, but you know deep down he’s jealous.

felix decides farleigh has his girl, so he stands up and gives you a soft smile before taking your hand. “of course,” he brings your hand to his lips and gently kisses your chuckles. you smirk before walking and leading him away, giving farleigh one last glimpse. he looks angry and disrespected, but also hurt and powerless. you look at ruby as she gave you a smile and a cheer.

you led felix to the dance floor. not too far from farleigh so that he could watch every single move. you two did what regular college kids did. dance, flirt, make out a little, just whatever felt right in the moment. it made you feel a little bad for farleigh, but every time you thought of him, it immediately made you think about how he could just cheat on you with not a single regret. so you continued with your plan.

eventually the party died down, and felix said his goodbyes and how he had a fun time with a kiss on the forehead before leaving. after a little, you went to ruby.

“ohhhmagosh, you did amazing! i was so stressed out, but you did sososoososo well! did you see his reaction? he was totally…” ruby spoke a mile a minute. you tried to register her words, but only a few sentences stood out. “—he was looking at you so much, ava stood up and left! it was so funny, you should’ve saw the look on his face. and then he went somewhere… i don’t know, went and sat on a couch, just smoking and… he looked like he was waiting for someone? i don’t know, but he was thinking a lot.”

he was waiting for someone? you knew instantly what farleigh was doing. you and farleigh had this tradition that after everybody left, you two sat on this couch and just… talked. you two always did it after a party. no making out, no sex, no nothing. just talking. nobody ever knew you two did this, not even felix or ruby. it was a secret between you two and you two only.

you felt a pang of guilt. this was farleigh’s way of getting you back. he would never go up to you in front of everybody and ask you back, especially after you danced with felix. his pride would never allow that.

you swatted your hand in the air, sweeping it under the rug even though you still felt bad. “ruby, it’s getting late. we should go to sleep.” ruby nodded before yawning. “yeah okay… good job girl! you stood your ground!” she smiled and gave you a high five. you chuckled, the corners of your lips tugging to a smile.

“thank you, ruby. now let’s go back to the dorms, okay?” she nodded yes. she looked like she was going to pass out. as you two took your leave, you glanced at farleigh, both of you meeting eyes. his expression was unreadable like always, but also somewhat pleading. you felt yourself get a little remorseful, but you played it off by scoffing and looking away.

“(pick up your phone), the party’s finished and i want you to know, (i’m all alone), i’m feeling everything before i got up.”

you don’t know how long farleigh sat on that couch. it was on your mind throughout the night. you ignored text messages of him asking and actually begging you to talk to him, until you heard your phone ringing. you flipped it open, seeing a call from farleigh. ruby told you to just let it ring and go to voicemail, which you did. it wasn’t soon before a voicemail from farleigh appeared on your phone. you took in a breath before listening to it.

“jesus christ… hey. you could at least answer my calls or something.” farleigh sighed and groaned quietly. “listen, i’m sorry okay? is that what you wanted to hear? making me watch you get with felix and everything…” he scoffed and paused for a little before continuing, sighing once more. “baby, i’m sorry.” his voice a little more apologetic and genuine. “you know i love you, i just— forget things when i get high. can we— can we just talk? please? like before? i just… i miss you. please call me back when you get this, i love you.”

you felt yourself feel a little sad at farleigh’s words, but at the same time you knew if you went back to him now, he’ll do the same thing all over. you’ve been trying to get farleigh to quit and every time he fails, no matter what. you have had enough of his bullshit.

throughout the night, you kept receiving more calls from farleigh and in each one was him getting more desperate. he sounded like he was on the brink of tears at some point. you lost count how many he sent awhile ago. eventually, he stopped calling when he realized you weren’t going to accept his apology. on his last voicemail, he muttered,

“i always want you when i’m coming down.”

.. taglist: @fuckshitslover @themoonchildwhofell @khxna @flipsconhelado @nataliesfirefly

[junietuesday]

the difference between me in public social situations vs me w people im comfortable with is really funny bc if you talked to Any of my teachers and classmates they would tell you i cannot hold a conversation to save my life. i dont talk Ever. i answer questions in class yes bc those have a straightforward correct answer or theyre defensible interpretations but just talking?? not at all. but then i go home and i chatter on abt things i like or whatever and my brother just cuts in “who ordered a yappuccino. stop speaking yapanese”

[hjhonokumhnkkjjjjj]

like i get it for like a future au or something and ur aging them up for the plot but at some point you've gotta sit back and think "maybe its wrong to write this"

like aging up PONYBOY..."erm acshually I made him 18 so its ok to write porn about him!!!" idgaf he's like 14 in the book lol

I don't know man, but if you have to "age characters up" to make smut then maybe you should NOT be writing fan-fiction bro, delete your account because nobody wants to see that shit ☠

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every time I see an example of blonde dallas erasure an angel loses its wings

[hjhonokumhnkkjjjjj]

I should do an intro lolzies

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hii !!! im johnny !!! uhmmm I am 4teen years old so if u have mdni in ur bio or if ur a nsfw blog or whatever maybe don't interact with me

i'll try not to interact with you either, if I'm following someone with mdni please just tell me I most likely don't realize it

my gender is a thingamabob in your pocket, I am a cool rock you found or a bug you keep in a jar with holes poked through it so I can breathe well

hispanic + native

I like science and nature and bugs and stuff and also the outsiders [I care about pretty much nothing else owhoops lmfao lolz]

I make art and read sometimes

im also on tiktok!!!

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tagging system!!!

sillyposting = nonsense/sillier than usual posts

talk to the rock = answering asks

:3 = I put this on most of my posts, doesn't really mean anything I just put it one day and it stuck

tw [insert triggering thing] or just tw = potentially triggering content ahead

who ordered the yappuccino = ramblings and complaints

I miss my wife tails = selfship yapping

womp womp = vents

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quick little thing I gotta put is that if you would fit into basic dni criteria [pretty much just isms ists and phobes] go away

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thats it bai bai enjoy ur stay :3

[hjhonokumhnkkjjjjj]

you can pry my ace johnny headcanon from my cold dead hands...

“____ is asexual” babe these r teenage boys in the sixties no tf he isn’t

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