#{ dash | mercedes }

[acrosstobear]

mercedesamgf1 Blessing your feed with some Mick content. 🙏

[oatflatwhite]

it happened, i wrote glee fic

quinn & kurt & mercedes friendship, vignettes set in s1, G, 3.6k

[nightlocktime]

"No ir al trabajo" por María Mercedes Carranza

Para @ghostcat3000

[vettely]

merc should've swapped their cars way earlier or not swap them at all that's all i'm gonna say about this

[lustsevere]

⋅⋆☆ 𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙗𝙤𝙖𝙧𝙙 ☆⋆⋅

[wejustvibing]

[warhead]

[wmufranniefabray]

@wmu-cedes

Girl, you’ve got me all kinds of emotional over here. Thank you so much, beautiful.

Anytime at all. I'm pretty saw I literally saw a guy fall over the air because he was staring at you once. Don't ever forget how iconic you are, girly!

[mistrstark]

Mistrstark

[revunant]

BASICS.

LEGAL NAME: Mercedes Aidan Landry.

NICKNAME[S]: Merc, Mercenary, Snare.

DATE OF BIRTH: 29th December, 1995.

GENDER: “Cis woman”. She’ll learn eventually.

PLACE OF BIRTH: Geneva, Switzerland - but raised in Naas, Republic of Ireland (in RP verse, at least).

CURRENTLY LIVING: London.

SPOKEN LANGUAGES: FLUENT; English, French, German, Russian.  JUST ABOUT CONVERSATIONAL; Finnish, Mandarin, Arabic, Portuguese.  MIGHT NEED SOME HELP; Italian, Swedish, Norwegian.

EDUCATION: Not really.

HAIR COLOR: Somewhere between auburn and mousey brown.

EYE COLOR: Green.

HEIGHT: 5′9.

WEIGHT: ~140lbs. 

FAMILY INFORMATION.

SIBLING[S]: [REDACTED]

PARENT[S]: [EVEN MORE REDACTED]

RELATIVE[S]: None(?).

CHILDREN: None.

PET[S]: Daisy, a rose hair tarantula, and Duke, an emperor scorpion.

RELATIONSHIP INFORMATION.

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: lesbian.

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: verse-dependent; only RP relationship currently is with Victoria Damon (Jean’s adopted daughter), canon relationship with Whistler (malicious little rabbit furry).

SINCE WHEN: Some time in 2020.?

[racingliners]

Everyone is a black Mercedes fan. Even if they say they're not, they're a black Mercedes fan.

[samevans-wmu]

@wmu-cedes

Thanks Sam! I was going to show face at some point, but id love to hit up a couple rides with you! Make the funnel cake with some chocolate sauce and you've got yourself a deal.

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I have never added chocolate sauce to my funnel cake before. Now that's all I can think about.

Should I bring that candle with me?

[vettely]

if you dont mind me asking will the george essay be dropped later on 😔

probably not bc i don't know how to properly capture everything i think and feel. you can definitely feel by reading that lil essay that halfway through writing it i got genuinely upset and just started randomly vomiting sentences trying to explain whatever i wanted to explain.

[wejustvibing]

BTS Marriott Bonvoy ft Lewis Hamilton

[zacxpierce]

Well then I will just keep that in mind. If I don't happen to find a Hanson HitClip, how else can I make the nice list? I tip well when I come to the bar and I don't hog the karaoke stage... all the time. You want to talk about a throwback, we're slowly getting in some of the orignal Tamagatchis and some of their slight copycats like the NanoPets and GigaPets. Oh, we have the 90s version of Mystery Date and Mall Madness, too. You know, just throwing it all out there. But I guess I can wait until you stop by to see if I can sway you. Even if I have to wait until next Christmas, I'm a patient guy.

Sorry, I’m just keeping it real! You’ve got to earn your way onto my nice list, Zac. I’m not just handing out spots for free. But, hmm... a discount for me? Maybe I’ll reconsider your position on the list if that Hanson HitClip happens to show up. But seriously, those are such a throwback! I had the best time swapping clips with my friends to get all my favorite songs. It was like my Pokémon. I’ll definitely swing by to see what you’ve got when everything’s set up. And who knows, maybe I’ll find something that'll bump you up to at least the middle of the nice list!

[backwzzds]

ೃ⁀➷ spoil you, plug!eren

eren hated when you spent your own money, but you don’t listen.

thinking about the way plug!eren would take you on his drops with him. you were so quiet and in your own world, he never minded the fact that you had your freshly white painted toes resting against the dash of his mercedes AMG coupe. the entire car was blacked out with expensive ceramic tints, protecting you both from your usual…late night activities.

your glasses rested on the cute bridge of your nose as your left leg was sat in eren’s lap while your right rested against the dashboard. eren was lucky that he fucked with most of his customers heavy…you two had been waiting for the dude to meet y’all for nearly thirty minutes now, and had it been someone else, eren would have sped away long time ago.

eren comfortingly rubbed your baby soft feet in the grasp of his tattooed hand, one with beautiful realism art of your own eye. with a turn of his head, he could see you practically nose deep in the bright screen of your phone illuminating through the car. “you growing bored mama?” his voice is concerned. “ian think we was gonna be waiting this long on dude…my bad baby.”

you hadn’t said much since you’d gotten in the car, just wanting to hurry and add all of your things to your shopping cart on the skims website. “nah, ‘m just…trying…to do somethin’ real quick,” you bite your lip as you tap away on your phone. you were trying to add as many things to your cart before it was gone. “before this shit sell out.”

eren being the nosy boy he is leans against your shoulder to see what you were doing. but the moment he’d seen you type in numbers that belonged to what he knew as your own debit card, he kissed his teeth in annoyance. “man how many times i gotta tell you to stop using your card to go shopping bae?” you roll your eyes at his words. “i’m serious, you got all three of my cards on ya phone for a reason. fuck is you typing in your info for?”

don’t get him wrong, eren loved the fact that you were independent and knew how to handle money almost perfectly now that you were in your twenties. but being together with you for so long, he continued to step up with his provider capabilities by always taking care of you. whether it was paying your bills, rent—everything in between.

but of course it was a struggle when ms. i can do it all by myself meets mr. i know you can but let me do it for you

“because i’m spending like 600 dollars,” you point out to his previous question with an obvious scoff. “i’m not asking you for that.” eren mirrors your actions and rolls his eyes again.

eren looks at you as if you’re insane and suffered memory loss for the past four years you’ve been together. “babe…i make that shit in one night. actually—fuck a night—i make that shit in two hours!”

it wasn’t like he was lying either, with the way that eren was one of the only trusted plugs in town, it was very easy that he’d bring at least a band a night on a consistent basis. selling for almost six years was finally paying off.

you two hardly ever fought, but if you did, it was always about money. eren knew how long you’ve had to do things on your own physically and financially. you couldn’t go to your mom for help, you didn’t have a dad to beg, so it was all on you since you’d been 16. but now that he had eren, he’d just wish you’d let him take the burden of money of your shoulders and take care of you the way you take care of him.

after a few minutes, your boyfriend holds his hand out. you give him crazy eyes, but eventually follow orders by putting your phone in his hand. “don’t know how many times i gotta tell yo stubborn ass, forreal,” he grunted. “‘s never a problem spoiling my baby. you don’t ever ask me for nothing. let me feel useful and get you stuff, mama.”

with a sigh, you nod your head, like you always did. there was no way eren was gonna take no for an answer when it came to spoiling his wife.

in response, eren uses his free hand to delete your information and instead place the correct numbers—the information to his amex black card. all the money he has, he sits and does nothing with it, so why not buy you all the things you’ve never had before?

when you hear the chime of your phone confirming your order, eren hands you the phone back and goes to look out his dark window.

with your acrylics, you grab eren by the neck and slowly turn him back to face you. “thanks papa,” you gave him genuine eyes.

eren leans forward and pecks your lips. with a serious face, he pecks you one more time before wrapping his tatted fingers around your neck erotically. with a look in your eyes he tells you, “always tell me what you want, no matter how much, mama. you know daddy gonna get that shit for you one way or another, regardless.”