#D-Vela

[giasututorx]

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[bizarrebazaar13]

Vela Kepler

Vela Kepler (ze/zir) is a 32-year-old con artist with strong ties to Hell, Rubbery Men, and cats. Ze loves the unusual animals and plants of the Neath, has an assortment of unusual pets, and is having zir parlor taken over by a singular plant.

Vela is skilled in the Shapeling Arts, Glasswork, and Mithradancy. Although ze finds the Finger-Kings intriguing, ze will always side with the cats over the snakes. Ze is banned from the court of the Shuttered Palace, so zir relationship with the Duchess is distant at best, but Vela’s title of an honorary cat does improve the Duchess’s opinion of zir.

Zir love of the Neath’s oddities brings zir into frequent contact with the Relickers, and ze enjoys talking to them.

Vela was born in Germany to the Sollinger family on August 12, 1869. The family considered themselves to be Prussian rather than German- Vela zirself was born only three years after the formal unification of Germany in 1866, and the family moved to England when ze was only four, so they did not live in a unified Germany for very long. Ze has an older sister, Katharina, and a younger brother, Friedrich. (Friedrich was born in England and has never actually been to Germany.) Zir family was wealthy, thanks to the shipping business zir father, Ernest Sollinger, owned.

At the age of eighteen, following a fight over Vela’s gender identity and lifestyle, Vela’s family kicked zir out, and ze made zir way back to Germany. Ze changed zir name to Vela, after a constellation that ze always liked to look at in books, and took zir mother’s maiden name, Kepler.

Vela became involved in smuggling while in Germany, finding it similar to the family shipping business, and spent years traveling the world, eventually being able to see zir favorite constellation in person for the first time. (The constellation of Vela is only visible in the Southern Hemisphere.)

Smuggling between the Neath and the Surface was especially lucrative. Vela came into contact with the Fading Music-Hall Singer, whose tip about a massive diamond brought zir to the Neath.

Vela lost zir soul to the Affectionate Devil, and while the abstraction was unexpected, ze doesn’t regret it.

Ze has traveled to the Dawn Machine with the Blind Pianist and the Sallow Spirifer, but hopes never to return. The death of the Blind Pianist hit zir hard, as they had been close friends leading up to the journey.

Ze is a Legendary Charisma.

Ze loves cats, and is an honorary one zirself. Ze has a pet lampcat, a Feline Pariah named Lune, that ze is very attached to.

Vela’s ambition was Light Fingers. Ze began zir ambition at the age of 30, during the real 1899, and completed it in 1900.

Ze did not give the Hybrid to Mr Fires, and sent Dr Vaughan to the Ceiling to learn more about the Starved Men.

Ze remains friends with Hephaesta and Clarabelle. Vela spends time with Hephaesta in Mahogany Hall, performing, hanging out, and of course, running cons and robberies with the crime ring there. Clarabelle lives in Ealing Gardens, and she and Vela correspond often. Vela visits her occasionally, but Clarabelle does not visit London.

Vela became the director of the Great Hell-Bound Railway soon after completing zir ambition, and has built Marigold Station and the Tracklayers’ City.

Vela’s board consists of Virginia, the Tentacled Entrepreneur, Furnace Ancona, the Gracious Widow, the Jovial Contrarian, the Viscountess of the Viric Jungle, and the Wandering Gondolier.

Furnace’s kidnapping deeply affected Vela, who hates feeling powerless and refused to let someone else lead the tracklayers for very long. Ze rescued Furnace with the help of the Hybrid, and during Furnace’s recovery, the two of them became very close.

When the Creditor proposed to Furnace, Vela was initially against this, but reluctantly agreed when Furnace accepted. Vela remains close with Furnace, even though her being a city makes that difficult.

Library (in chronological order)

A Transgression

Six Impossible Things

unnamed short with Prophet’s OC Penny

Gallery (newest to oldest images)

credit to @thedeafprophet for this one :3

also drawn by @thedeafprophet :D

[12endigital]

Sant Joan d'Alacant se prepara para pasar la 'Noche en Vela 2023'

Sant Joan se viste de Gala este lunes 14 de agosto a la luz de 20.000 velas en una jornada Cultural y Gastronómica, aderezada por actuaciones de música, danza, cuentacuentos, correfocs, foodtrucks, etc. Un evento familiar que no te dejará indiferente.  

[sycamorality]

35 slugs holy shit

sorry if any of these designs are outdated! i had to look through some posts to find them

anyway i love all of these designs actually yall got really nice designs these were fun to draw. @ list under cut - tell me if you want a seperate of your slug - and sorry if anyone didn't want to be @'d

some of these ended up being smaller than the others thats completely unintentional thats what happens when you draw 35 slugcats on the same canvas oops.

monks: @draagu @sp1resong @bitsbug

survivors: @sevenrs @malwarechips @rubicons @sugarr-moon

hunters: @ssagesaurus @mewguca @weepinglilvessel

gourmands: @flickering-nightfall @druidshollow @ninten-draw

artificers: @pansear-doodles @lyss-butterscotch @mothsakura @vela-pulsars

rivulets: @rainy-mars @dustballdrawsartwork @mimicspider @shkika

spearmasters: @fauxbia @praisethesuns @faelingdraws

saints: @sleepinginmute @raintailed @snailfen @saturncoyote

nightcats: @skybristle @azrielfiend @dieselpvnk @erratic-pulsee

invs: @pookapufferfish @mintscampi @kolawy

[yayariley]

Headcanon - NSFW Alphabet Enzo Vogrincic.

Olaaa!! Antes de tudo queria dizer que vi o NSFW Alphabeth do Matías (não lembro agora o user da menina que fez) e fiquei completamente biruta sobre como seria o do Enzo, então toma putaria pq eu to no meu período fértil 🕊

A = aftercare

Até depois do sexo o nosso Enzo é um gentleman. Ele planeja tudo, até os míseros detalhes como preparar a banheira com velas aromáticas pra vocês relaxarem depois de horas fodendo.

Ele gosta de te mimar te dando algo doce pra comer, trocando suas roupas e te dando banho.

B = bodypart

Ele é OBCECADO pelas suas pernas e suas orelhas. Até quando não há intenção ele gosta de passar as mãos nas suas pernas e mexer na sua orelha com a desculpa que achou o brinco bonito.

Quando você passa alguma loção pós banho que acaba deixando suas pernas mais brilhosas ele fica louco e com vontade de se enfiar no meio daquelas beldades, como ele diz.

C = cum (onde ele gosta de gozar)

Ele adora gozar no seu abdômen, você achava meio estranho no começo mas passou a achar atraente por gostar da visão que tinha. Ele sempre limpa a região e dá beijinhos por ali, subindo até chegar na sua boca.

Também gozar no seu rosto após um boquete é o seu prato predileto. Ver seu rosto cheio de porra o deixa com mais tesão ainda e com vontade de te foder de novo.

D = dirty secret (algo que ele gosta muito mas nunca te contou)

Apesar de ser um cavalheiro, ele sempre teve a vontade de te colocar amarrada na cama e de olhos vendados. Também tinha um desejo enorme em te ver com aquelas fantasias sexys como a de enfermeira por exemplo, mas tinha medo de você o achar um tarado e tinha medo de te machucar quando estivesse amarrada.

E = experience

Por ser um cara mais velho, o Enzo era experiente na cama e sabia das necessidades de uma mulher durante o sexo.

Ele sabia exatamente do que você gostava e de como fazer tudo, inclusive posições que ele nunca havia feito contigo mas morria de vontade.

F = favorite position

Ir por cima tava definitivamente no topo da lista de posições favoritas do Enzo. Ele gosta de te admirar enquanto te maceta e te enforcar com aquelas mãozonas.

Te ver revirar os olhos de prazer e morder os lábios era sua parte favorita.

Enzo acha fofo como suas bochechas ficam extremamente coradas quando você está prestes a gozar e era uma das suas razões pra gostar de ir por cima.

G = goofy (se é sério no momento ou solta umas piadocas)

Ele mais faz graça antes do sexo do que durante ou no pós. Ele fica te provocando te chamando de "chiquita desesperada" quando só falta você implorar de joelhos pra que ele te macetasse na cama, e o abusado ainda ri da sua cara quando você faz isso.

H = hair

Ele não liga de se depilar quando você pede, mas normalmente ele só dá uma aparada nos pelos e vapo.

I = intimacy

Vocês possuem uma intimidade invejável. É algo que ele preserva e cuida muito. Enzo gosta de ser o mais romântico possível, você é o porto seguro dele e ele é o seu porto seguro.

É por isso que vocês não possuem o relacionamento aberto, você é a pessoa que ele mais confia e não consegue se ver fazendo algo tão íntimo com alguém que ele não conhece da forma que te conhece.

J = jerk off (se ele bate uma)

Olha, depende muito viu.

Se vocês estão longe um do outro por muito tempo ele acaba se masturbando só lembrando de você sem roupa e das vezes que vocês transavam.

Quando um dos dois viaja, você tem o costume de mandar fotos provocadoras e aí o nosso Enzito não resiste.

K = kink

MÃOS. É meio difícil um homem ter fetiche em mãos femininas mas puta merda, o Enzo tem uma tara absurda pelas suas mãos.

Só de imaginar seus dedos acariciando seu pau e fazendo o famoso movimento do vai e vem deixa ele pirado.

Também chupar seus dedos da mão enquanto você senta nele é a visão dos deuses, e convenhamos que isso te dá um baita tesão porque ele faz questão de fazer contato visual enquanto suga seu polegar com aqueles olhos de POTY (Puto Of The Year)

L = localização

Seu carro e o sofá da sua casa e da casa dele. Normalmente é deitadinhos no sofá de carícia um com o outro que a pegação começa, também é o lugar mais confortável para os dois.

M = motivação

Você existir já é uma motivação pra ele querer te macetar. Tem nem explicação, é isso.

N = NO (algo que ele não gosta)

Voyeurism, pra ele o sexo é uma intimidade apenas do casal e ele morreria de vergonha se alguém os visse fazendo algo.

Degradação também é algo que ele não curte muito, as vezes só te chama de "hija de puta" quando você senta muito forte e quase faz ele gozar antes da hora.

O = oral

QUE LÍNGUA ABENÇOADA. O Enzito tem o superpoder de te chupar melhor do que ninguém e também mexe a língua muito rápido, o que te deixa biruta.

Ver você descer e ir chupando seu pau devagarzinho começando pela cabeça muda a química do cérebro dele. Fazer contato visual durante o boquete mexe muito com ele, porquê o Enzo é muito observador e repara em TUDO.

P = pace (se gostam do sexo rápido ou lento)

Por serem tranquilos, vocês optam pelo sexo mais lento e cheio de carícias, porém é um sexo desesperado, ambos sedentos um pelo o outro. Mas quando os dois enchem a cara parece que ativam o botãozinho da safadeza e a vontade de transar sobe lá pra cima.

Q = quickie

Ele adora 🫦🫦

Banheiro de bar ou da casa de alguém que tá tendo festa é o LDF (Lugar De Foda, como vocês apelidaram) favorito dele.

R = risk

Ele não liga muito, tá disposto a tentar tudo, menos as que envolvam enfiar coisas nele.

Se vocês não gostarem de algo, faz parte, façam outra coisa.

Vocês são jovens ainda, provem de tudo com responsabilidade!

S = stamina (quantas rodadas ele aguenta)

3 no máximo, desde que vocês tirem uns minutinhos pra se recomporem e voltarem ao trabalho.

T = toys

ADORA. Principalmente vibradores.

Ele gosta de usar em você e nele, particularmente adora quando você vai passando o vibrador devagarzinho pelo pau dele até quase chegar na cabeça, ele endoida.

U = unfair (como ele é provocando)

Ele ama te provocar, andar com um shortinho apertado e sem camisa pela casa, ele sabe exatamente o que essas coisas te causam.

Toda vez que ele passa sem camisa ou com aquelas regatas que deixam uma parte do seu peitoral perto de você, ele te olha de canto e percebe a sua cara de desejo. O Enzo se diverte horrores fazendo isso.

V = volume

O sexo é tão gostoso que ele mal se lembra de soltar algum som, mas quando solta... é a melodia dos anjos.

Ele tem um gemido gostoso, toda vez que ele solta um "Ah, chiquita" com aquela voz de puto manhoso você se derrete.

W = wildcard (algum fetiche estranho etc)

Seus pés. Sempre que você chega da manicure com os pés bonitinhos ele fica imaginando você batendo uma pra ele com os pés em seu colo

X = x-ray

Já dizia a doja cat... o narigão entrega.

É grande, tipo, grande mesmo. Falando em medidas, 18 cm.

Aguenta? 😝

Y = yearning (o quão alto é desejo sexual dele)

Mediano, mas quando bate a saudade o desejo sexual fica extremamente alto.

Os tapas na sua bunda, as mãos na sua coxa subindo cada vez mais, as fotos das mãos dele te propósito... Ai ai esse Enzo.

Z = ZzZ (é o famoso goza e dorme ou não?)

Sente mais fome do que sono KKKKKKKKKK mas quando vocês transam por duas horas ele fica extremamente exausto e cai no sono abraçadinho com você fazendo cafuné no cabelo dele.

[milogreer]

➤ d(a)emon personality quiz lore!

↳ includes d(a)emon types, horn shapes, associated colors, sovereigns, and character examples ↳ all info is copied from quiz results

Desire Demons feed on feelings of lust, passion, and desire. Before the Cacophony, most Desire Demons were bound in the Madrigals of A'Xerahn, the Sovereign of Desire, or less frequently, Fel'Ees, the Sovereign of Illusion. ↳ Examples include Gavin, Scorpius, and Pyxis.

Elation Demons feed on feelings of excitement, adrenaline, delight, or happiness. Before the Cacophony, most Elation Demons were bound in the Madrigals of A'Ahnen, the Sonal Sovereign, and Use'Dia, the Magneto Sovereign, among others. ↳ Examples include Bootes, Aldebaran, and Tejat.

Empathy Daemons feed on feelings of caring, love, and compassion. Before the Cacophony, all Empathy Daemons were bound in the Madrigal of E'Laetum, the Sovereign of Empathy. ↳ Examples include Caelum, Regulus, and Polaris.

Fear Demons feed on feelings of fear, panic, nervousness, and embarrassment. Before the Cacophony, most Fear Demons were bound in the Madrigals of N'Dellex, the Sovereign of Dreams, and L'Rhenn, the Sovereign of Warding, among others. ↳ Examples include Normae, Azmidi, and Maasym.

Inchoate Demons can feed on any emotion equally, but in turn, they garner little energy from any particular source, so they must feed constantly. Before the Cacophony, most Inchoate Demons were bound in the Madrigal of Rak'Xit, the Inchoate Sovereign. ↳ Examples include Avior, "Warden," and Reticuli.

Misery Demons feed on feelings of grief, hopelessness, guilt, and shame. Before the Cacophony, most Misery Demons were bound in the Madrigals of Kir'Sha, the Sovereign of Water, and P'Taxeck, the Sovereign of Earth, among other. ↳ Examples include Noas, Tegmine, ad Vela.

Sadism Demons feed on feelings of hatred, malice, and harm. Before the Cacophony, most Sadism Demons were bound in the Madrigal of D'Deridahn, the Sovereign of Gravity, though some were bound to Jad'Zia, the Sovereign of Stealth, among others. ↳ Examples include Vega, Carina, and Volantis.

Serenity Daemons feed on feelings of contentment, peace, relaxation, and ease. Before the Cacophony, most Serenity Daemons were bound in the Madrigal of Min'Ara, the Sovereign of Serenity. All Deathwalkers were once Serenity Daemons. ↳ Examples include Camelopardalis, Crux, and Brachium.

Shock Demons feed on feelings of surprise, confusion, amazement, or wonder. Before the Cacophony, most Shock Demons were bound inthe Madrigals of Z'Tinqin, the Sovereign of Electricity, and Wen'Alak, the Sovereign of Psychokinesis, among others. ↳ Examples include Corvus, Ara, and Antares.

Strife Demons feed on feelings of frustration, anger, disquiet, and disgust. Before the Cacophony, most Strife Demons were bound in the Madrigals of Tal'Ris, the Sovereign of Fire, and S'Thenhin, the Sovereign of Air, among others. ↳ Examples include Musca, Rigel, and Hydra.

➤ NOTE FROM ERIK:

It's important to note, while particular kinds of demons will often share similar personality traits, those aren't uniform. And a demon that feeds on a particular kind of emotion doesn't have to be inherently representative of it. Sadism Demons don't have to be cruel. Empathy daemons don't have to be kind. While some choose to amplify their particular food source of emotion in a person, they can actually absorb that emotion from them instead and help relieve a person of it, if they wish. Just like humans, demons come with all sorts of personalities, preferences, and goals!

[rudeguacamole]

"Si me quemo con la vela no siento el calor,

si un cuchillo me atraviesa no hay dolor.

Y su corazón palpita y yo muerto se que estoy

y el dolor que siento en mí,

anda y dime "no es real."

Pero aún tengo una lágrima que dar... "

This AU was made by the talented @sketchquill, go and support them :D ! !

(this au has me by the throat, there's no turning back now--)

↓NO LYRIC VER. ↓

[apod]

2024 April 16

Filaments of the Vela Supernova Remnant Image Credit: CTIO, NOIRLab, DOE, NSF, AURA; Processing: T. A. Rector (U. Alaska Anchorage), M. Zamani & D. de Martin (’s NOIRLab)

Explanation: The explosion is over, but the consequences continue. About eleven thousand years ago, a star in the constellation of Vela could be seen to explode, creating a strange point of light briefly visible to humans living near the beginning of recorded history. The outer layers of the star crashed into the interstellar medium, driving a shock wave that is still visible today. The featured image captures some of that filamentary and gigantic shock in visible light. As gas flies away from the detonated star, it decays and reacts with the interstellar medium, producing light in many different colors and energy bands. Remaining at the center of the Vela Supernova Remnant is a pulsar, a star as dense as nuclear matter that spins around more than ten times in a single second.

∞ Source: apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap240416.html

[estarion]

　　　you've been called into his office.

@ nobody 3 - you are much better at cheating than your peers vela and nezumi - they saw answers and still only got 8 correct. @ VELA - EXPELLED. luna too for helping you cheat. @ PERFECTION - then why did you only get 8 !? @ NEZUMI - E X P E L L E D . @ GALE - genuinely impressed by you. the ACTUAL top score. +4 for being on my good side now. @ LUNA BASKERVILLE. - very nice. i see us as equals. @ EMMA - a valiant effort. why do you think i want bitches so badly? @ HANA - you pay more attention than i'd have given you credit for. your wrong answers are inoffensive, also. @ BETTY - you got all the ones that matter correct. well, except one. darling, i'm hurt. you're not still upset, surely... @ oof - this was probably nezumi. @ oh no - or this was ... . . . or was it @bloodtwin ? @ AMAY - attention doesn't matter to me that much, you know ? @ CASSIAN - you got the last one correct. +5 to your score. bravo. @ TARA - your complaining got me in trouble. @ UMBRAL - this isn't a bad score. the final question matters most and you did not hesitate to utter the correct words. +5 for you. @ SIVIR - we've only just met, so this is a sane result. impressed that you guessed my birth city. @ wouldn't you like to know - i need to know who's almost as bad at guessing as i am. are you nobody 3's alter ego ? @ FALL FUCKING ESTO - there are things more important in life than bitches. @ 🥺 - @selunaris, is this you ? you're expelled, luna. understand me, luna? @ RAKATAK - i would have helped you cheat. @ RAPHAEL - it pleases me that you know so little.

[bizarrebazaar13]

updated character sheet for Vela! I like this template much better.

[daemonsdivorcerock]

THE SHREW OF KING’S LANDING || the series masterlist

SUMMARY: “ it was well known that prince daemon coveted a bride of valyrian heritage, rather giving his affections to his niece, the princess (name) rather than his wife, the lady rhea royce. wether prince daemon coveted the princess on a whim to have a valyrian bride than due to a romantic interest is unknown as the princess had a reputation as a shrew…”

PAIRING: daemon targaryen x fem!targaryen reader

AUTHOR’S NOTES: finally got around to making a series masterlist for this! i’m so impressed with how well the series has done on tumblr.

WARNINGS: incest (bucket loads), typical westerosi shenanigans, angst, uncle/niece incest, daemon being daemon, otto hightower, death, war, stillbirth, miscarriage, mentioned illegitimacy/bastardy, allusions to sex etc

TAGLIST: @aemondsb1tch @ryswritingrecord @inpraizeof @fan-goddess @aerangi @starkleila @shine101 @sjprongs @orionspaperwork @aerangi @targaryenmoony @ryiana @mushroomelephant @wondergal2001 @leaculpa-blog @nats-whore @aemondsb1tch @oh-theseus @literishdegree99 @sophiexoxo-lol @minaxcarter (couldn’t tag u guys for some reason sorry)

•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•

CHAPTER ONE

“ the taming of the shrew ”

CHAPTER TWO

“ the heir who never was ”

CHAPTER THREE

“ the red queen ”

CHAPTER FOUR

“ the red council ”

CHAPTER FIVE

[voxofthevoid]

Username Song Game

Rules: Pick a song for each letter of your URL and tag that many people.

Tagged by @stevebuckythyla ❤️❤️

This...might get a lil long lmao. I've made sure not to repeat artists, as a treat.

V: Vivid Vice by Who-ya Extended

O: One Day The Only Butterflies Left Will Be In Your Chest As You March Towards Your Death by Bring Me the Horizon

X: X. U. by Sawano Hiroyuki

O: One More Night by Maroon 5

F: Fault Lines by IAMX

T: TOMBI by Kvi Baba

H: Higher by Sleep Token

E: Eat Your Young by Arankai (Hozier cover)

V: V. A. N. by Bad Omens and Poppy

O: Off the Edge by VOILA

I: If I Could by Project Vela

D: DEGENERATE by Starset

That's 12 total. Not bad!

Tagging (no pressure) @eusuntgratie @joeys-piano @m34gs @cursedvibes @olasketches @zyukan @eikosieiko @themanething @skystamp @ultraexhaust @stilllostinthedaydream @burntheupholstery

[stars-n-spice]

A home among the stars. Adventure and risk. The comforting song of the hum of a ship engine. Tinkering to pass the time and the warble of a droid. Late night talks until the morning light. Bedtime stories of tales too good to be true. Ancient artifacts and the most recent technology. Misplaced glasses. A thirst for knowledge. Pouches full of treats and items for a collection. That feeling of understanding, of seeing the value in things. That feeling of knowing your family is with you, no matter how far you travel.

Introducing the Genoas!

Feel free to ask any questions about the family! :D

Links to the others and their families are here:

Hunter + Jung's Family // Echo + Viram's Family // Wrecker + Khea's Family // Crosshair + Tay's Family

Additional Information Under the Cut:

Tech & Phee:

- Tech lives. They get married. They're happy. Fuck whatever happens in canon. They get their happy ending and they get to travel the stars with their little family!! Okay?!? Okay. - Live out of the Providence, though when they're on Pabu they either share a space with Crosshair and Tay or they stay at Shep's place to just be close to everyone since they could just stay in their ship - At first, they go about the galaxy exploring and liberating ancient wonders but they later decide to join the Rebellion a little before Omega joins and occasionally take up missions to gather intel or do supply runs to help the Rebellion out (of course, their kids help out as well) - You could make a spin-off of their family, they get up to all sorts of hijinks and troubles while doing these supply runs or "liberating" missions and they come back with crazy stories to tell their family - Tech keeps up his hobby of recording things (his datapad is FULL of photos and videos of his kids and he'll talk your ear off about them, he loves them so much and is so proud of them) and has even gotten back into riot racing! Meanwhile, Phee's actually taken a hobby to pottery and sculpting alongside teaching her kids how to swindle someone

Vela:

- Thinks her brother is the most annoying and sassy brother in the galaxy; that being said there's no length she wouldn't go to make sure he's safe and has put herself in danger to save his ass - An amazing, talented pilot (thanks to her parents) and loves being able to fly but hates the fact that when she does, her parents make her younger brother act as her co-pilot - Loves, loves, loves all kinds of ships and star charts and is constantly learning up on them and mapping out starcharts and charting her family's travels as they explore - Absolutely terrified of bugs and hates them, unfortunately it's the opposite when it comes to her brother - Tech is concerned that she spends too much time around her Ba'vodu Khea and Uncle Crosshair (he claims they're bad influences) but she loves learning how to repair things from Khea (Khea was the one who gave her the pit droid) and hearing all of the embarrassing stories about her Dad from Crosshair - Character Inspo: Anais (The Amazing World of Gumball), Annabeth Chase (Percy Jackson), Tsukishima Kei (Haikyuu)

Rangi:

- Thinks his sister is the most bossy and boring sister in the galaxy; that being said he has killed for her and he will do it again - Discovered his dad won a riot racing match and hasn't let it go, he became fixated on it and riot racing as a whole and wants to be a racer when he grows up - On the other side of things, he also wants to be an author - he loves the stories that his Ma tells (and often writes them down) and he keeps a journal that has detailed documentation of all of their adventures - Has a collection of bugs that he loves to share and update his cousin Akona on whenever they're back on Pabu; he loves bugs and has a special interest with them though a small part of his interest is because he knows his sister is scared of them and he likes to mess with her (also he has a little bug net made from an old fishing net from his Uncle Crosshair) - Typically spends time hanging around his cousins Zisanu and Elio in their little "younger brothers club" and also enjoys spending time with Akona and Tay (the latter of which he likes spending time with because Tay is always a willing participant in his experiments) - Character Inspo: Donatello (Mutant Mayhem TMNT), Hiccup (How to Train Your Dragon), Ranpo Edogawa (Bungo Stray Dogs)

💫 Silly Squad Masterlist 💫 All Families SecGen Initial Post 💫 All Families SecGen Second Post

[mundodafantasia1d]

Right where you left me

Ela bloqueou o celular, o deixou na mesa, pegou sua taça de vinho e brindou sozinha ao casamento de uma de suas amigas, esvaziou o copo e chamou o garçom para enchê-lo novamente. 

- Novidades hoje, senhorita (s/n)? - o simpático garçom perguntou. 

- Acabei de ver os stories do casamento da minha amiga. 

- Você não deveria estar lá? 

- Amigos se separam, amigos se casam e eu brindo a eles - ela levantou a taça e o garçom sorriu. 

- Você disse a mesma coisa ontem, sobre o que era mesmo? 

- Estranhos nascem, estranhos são enterrados, minha prima teve um bebê. 

- Sim, isso mesmo. 

- As tendências mudam, os rumores voam por novos céus mas eu estou exatamente onde ele me deixou - ela esvaziou a taça mais uma vez e o garçom prontamente a encheu. 

- Menina, você deveria seguir em frente, é nova demais pra perder tantas coisas por alguém que não vale a pena. 

- Ele vale, esse é o problema.

O garçom deixou a mesa e ela olhou para o assento vazio à sua frente, naquela mesma mesa de restaurante como todas as noites desde a noite em que ele a deixou ali.

Pegou seu celular e gravou a taça de vinho enquanto filosofava sobre a conversa com o garçom. 

-  Amigos se separam, amigos se casam. Estranhos nascem, estranhos são enterrados. As tendências mudam, os rumores voam por novos céus. Os fósforos queimam após o outro. As páginas viram e grudam umas nas outras. Salários ganhos e lições aprendidas. Mas eu, eu estou exatamente onde você me deixou. Socorro, ainda estou no restaurante.

Ela assistiu o vídeo e riu, já estava bêbada e pra falar a verdade teria postado de qualquer forma, já não se importava com mais nada.

Um ano atrás, seu namorado a convidou para um jantar, a levou naquele restaurante que eles sempre passavam por ele, mas nunca foram, ela colocou seu melhor vestido, se maquiou, prendeu seu cabelo, se arrumou e foi até lá pensando que seria pedida em casamento. 

Ela se lembrava exatamente da cena, Zayn estava sentado em sua frente, naquele restaurante, quando ela ainda era quem ele queria, de pernas cruzadas, na penumbra, tudo estava certo, ainda hoje ela podia sentir o rímel escorrer exatamente como naquela noite, ele disse que conheceu alguém.

~ Flashback on ~

- A comida aqui parece ser muito boa - (s/n) comentou enquanto olhava o cardápio. - E esse vinho está divino. 

- Sim, é uma boa safra - Zayn respondeu como se não desse muita importância.

- As velas estão dando um toque especial, eu realmente gostei desse lugar. 

- A gente precisa conversar - ele disse sério e uma sensação estranha a atingiu.

- Claro, mas não quer fazer o pedido primeiro? 

- Não vai ser uma conversa fácil, mas não posso ignorar isso, sei que você não merece. 

- Zayn, eu - ela não sabia nem o que dizer, então apenas o encarou com o coração disparado. 

- Eu conheci alguém - ele disse e o coração dela se estilhaçou, o silêncio pareceu durar uma eternidade - Eu gosto muito de você, mas não posso fingir que não tenho sentimentos por ela, não é você, sou eu e eu sei que essa frase é muito clichê mas é a verdade, você é incrível mas...

- Não fala que eu sou incrível quando você está me trocando - ela o interrompeu porque aquilo era difícil demais de aceitar. 

- Eu não estou te trocando. 

- Não? 

- Desculpa, não quero magoá-la, sei que um término magoa mas não quero que seja mais difícil do que o necessário.

- Eu não sou o que você quer e você encontrou outra mulher, você está me trocando por ela - ela sentiu o rímel escorrer pelo seu rosto junto com as lágrimas que começaram a sair sem controle de seus olhos.

- (S/n) - ele suspirou. 

- O que eu tenho que fazer? Eu não quero terminar, Zayn, então me diz como nos salvar, eu faço o que for preciso, só por favor, não me deixa - ela chorava sem se importar com os olhares que atraía para a triste cena naquela mesa de um restaurante. 

- Você merece alguém que não esteja apaixonado por outra pessoa. 

- Você é o único que eu quero. 

- Desculpa - foi tudo que ele disse antes de se levantar. 

- Não me deixe aqui - ela implorou. 

Zayn sentiu o coração batendo forte em seu peito, respirava com dificuldade. Não queria machucar (s/n), sabia a mulher incrível que ela era e eles viveram coisas lindas um ao lado do outro, mas ele amava outra mulher, ou pelo menos estava apaixonado, e não podia ficar com (s/n) amando outra, não era justo para nenhum dos três, ela ficaria bem, seria difícil no começo mas ela encontraria outra pessoa, encontraria a felicidade. 

Então ele foi embora e ela assistiu ele ir. 

Podia jurar que pôde ouvir um grampo de cabelo cair, bem quando ela sentiu o momento parar.

Ela ficou parada naquela mesa, encarando a cadeira vazia em sua frente, lágrimas escorrendo por seu rosto.

~ Flashback off ~ 

Ele era o homem de sua vida e a havia trocado por outra mulher, ela riu ironicamente. Sentiu uma lágrima escorrer, viu seu reflexo no celular, o rímel escorrendo como naquela noite, sentiu a taça se quebrar em sua mão assim como ocorreu naquela noite, olhou o vidro quebrado no pano branco da mesma forma que estava naquela noite.

O mesmo garçom veio até ela. 

- A senhorita está bem? - ela o olhou apática. 

- Você já ouviu falar sobre a garota que foi congelada? 

- (S/n) - o garçom suspirou - Eu acho que você já bebeu demais por hoje, melhor ir pra casa descansar. 

- O tempo passou para todo mundo, ela não vai saber - ela encarou o garçom que a essa altura já a conhecia muito bem - Ela ainda tem 23 anos dentro de sua fantasia, como deveria ser. 

- Talvez seja hora dela crescer, sair da fantasia. 

- Você ouviu sobre a garota que vive na ilusão? - ela estava de olhos fechados, com a maquiagem borrada e um sorriso sem vida em seu rosto.

O garçom ia responder mas viu algo atrás dela que o fez sorrir e então disse:

- Rompimentos acontecem todos os dias, você não precisa perdê-lo. 

- (S/n) - era a voz dele, de Zayn.

A garota começou a rir, ela havia enlouquecido de vez, agora escutava a voz dele também.

- Você ainda está aqui - Zayn disse. 

- Você não me deixou escolha a não ser ficar aqui para sempre - ela respondeu, não ousou abrir os olhos, queria continuar ouvindo a voz dele, como sentia falta disso. 

- Eu sinto muito por ter feito isso. 

- Todo mundo seguiu em frente - ela riu histérica - Socorro, ainda estou no restaurante, ainda sentada em um canto que eu assombro - sentiu uma mão segurar a sua, pensou ser o garçom - E eu sei o que eles dizem, os outros funcionários, “que visão triste”, essa sou eu, uma visão triste assombrando um canto de restaurante, o que eu estou fazendo? Deixando a poeira acumulada no meu cabelo preso. Por que eu não consigo seguir em frente? Eles esperam que eu encontre algum lugar, alguma perspectiva, mas eu só sentei aqui e encarei o vazio onde ele deveria estar, bem aqui onde ele me deixou, você me deixou Zayn - ela soluçava e Zayn também chorava. 

- Você deveria abrir os olhos - o garçom disse - O lugar a sua frente não está vazio.

Ela abriu os olhos e sua respiração parou no mesmo momento, Zayn estava ali em sua frente. Só podia estar alucinando. 

- Você é real? - perguntou, ele sorriu sem graça e fez que sim, abriu a boca pra falar mas ela não deixou - Não fala nada, por favor, só escuta - ele concordou - Tenho certeza que você tem uma esposa lá fora, crianças e natal, mas não sei, porque eu estou exatamente onde eu não causo nenhum dano, cuidando da minha vida, por mais que não tenha sobrado muito - ela estava nervosa, ele sabia disso pois seus olhos não se fixavam em lugar nenhum e ela falava rápido, deixando as palavras saírem sem controle, ele a conhecia - Se nosso amor morreu jovem, não posso testemunhar e já faz tanto tempo mas se você já pensou que entendeu errado, eu estou exatamente onde você me deixou, bem aqui.

- Não deu certo, não sou casado, nem tenho crianças, percebi que cometi um erro - ela finalmente o olhou nos olhos e ele viu um brilho nascer. - Mas eu não acho que seja bom pra você ficar com alguém que te causou tanto dano.

- Errado seria não ficar com o homem que eu amo tanto a ponto de esperar por ele durante tanto tempo. 

- Você esperou mesmo? - ela fez que sim - Eu te fiz perder esse tempo todo, te fiz sofrer, você merece alguém melhor do que eu, merece ser feliz. 

- Você vale cada segundo que passei aqui, eu te amo, Zayn. 

- Eu vou me arrepender pra sempre daquela noite, não deveria nunca ter te deixado. 

- Podemos superar isso, juntos. 

- Eu nunca deixei de te amar, percebi isso depois de ter te perdido, mas tive medo de encarar o estrago que meu erro fez - ele abaixou o olhar e suspirou. - Se ainda houver qualquer chance de concertar meus erros, eu farei, te amarei por cada segundo da minha vida e te farei feliz, é uma promessa. 

- Podemos ir para casa? - ela perguntou e ele sorriu, se levantando e indo até ela, ofereceu sua mão para (s/n) que a segurou e se levantou sorrindo. 

Saíram do restaurante de mãos dadas e sorriso no rosto, mas antes ela olhou para o garçom que esteve ali durante todo esse tempo assistindo enquanto ela esperava por ele, o garçom sorriu e piscou um olho para ela que retribuiu o sorriso.

Zayn cumpriu a promessa, nunca mais deixou (s/n). E ela sentiu que o mundo voltou a girar como deveria. Agora era sua vez de seguir com sua vida, ao lado de Zayn, eles se casaram e tiveram um lindo bebê. Ela assistia Zayn cantarolar uma canção de ninar e sua pequena criança cair no sono, ele a deixou no berço e se virou para (s/n), caminhou até ela, a pegou no colo e carregou para a cama deles, deitados um ao lado do outro, ele acariciou o rosto dela. 

- Eu te amo, meu amor e vou te amar pra sempre. 

- Eu também te amo, toda a espera valeu a pena, agora eu sou a mulher mais feliz desse mundo. 

- Esse foi o melhor natal de todos, com minha esposa e nosso bebê, como deveria ser.

[taste-your-silhouette]

Hello, dove! how are you? I saw the "if not for you" work you did and loved it! i dont know if you are taking requests or not, but i was wondering if you could do some hcs or a small imagine where Damiano has a younger sister (23), and she follows him everywhere bc she hasnt seen him in a while and wants to tell him about a boy she likes and how to confront said boy. But then he gets mad at her by accident from stress and then it gets pretty angsty and ends with fluffyness! TYSM! take care <3

Hi, cutie! I'm doing great, how about you? I loved to know you loved "If not for you!! Thanks for your request, your idea was awesome, and I had a blast writing this fic, I hope you enjoy it 💙

Apri la vela, dai, viaggia leggera

Words: ~2161 The same A/N: Please, forgive me again if you come across any errors while reading. (y/d/n) your date's name. 

You had just arrived in Rome. After enduring 3 grueling years in Vancouver pursuing an extension course, you were finally back home, near your beloved family. Those 3 years would have been insufferable if it weren't for one extraordinary individual.

(y/d/n) and you crossed paths at the beginning of the course. During the first year, you were simply pals. You were still recovering from a platonic love, and although taking the course offered a great escape, it could be downright challenging at times. You longed for home constantly, especially for your brother Damiano. He was your favorite human being, your superhero, and being apart from him for these 3 years was incredibly tough. Not being able to chat with him before bedtime and share your daily experiences was difficult. With the remarkable success of Måneskin, you adore the band and words can't express how proud you are of Damiano, Vic, Ethan, and Thomas. Yet, there remains a twinge of sadness, knowing that your brother is not by your side to offer advice and fulfill his role as the older sibling.

As Damiano's schedule was hectic, and communication was challenging due to the tour and its finals, your parents played a vital role in ensuring your homecoming was flawless. With Damiano's return too, everything would be as if it were an ordinary day until you arrived back home.

I'm at the front entrance, could you kindly open it for me? You sent a text to your mom, and within moments, she and your dad were beaming with joy that you had arrived.

After numerous hugs and a few tears, his parents called out to Damiano, who was upstairs, enticing him with the best trick in the book: using pizza as a lure.

"Finally, I was famished," Damiano grumbled as he descended the stairs. And when you came into his line of sight of him, he let out a scream followed by an expletive.

He dashed towards you and scooped you up in a bear hug.

"How? When did you get here?" he inquired, stepping back slightly to get a better look at you. "Look at you, all grown up!" He embraced you tightly once again, holding on a little longer this time.

After Damiano, his parents, and you shared more hugs and the atmosphere settled, the four of you gathered around the table to indulge in the pizzas that had conveniently arrived just moments before you. As you enjoyed the meal, you caught up on various topics, skillfully avoiding the secret you had been keeping from Damiano.

"Damiano, how long are you planning to stay at home?" you inquired.

"I have this whole week off, but on Friday, we're flying to Barcelona. The tour is in Europe now," he replied, helping himself to another slice of pizza.

"Hmm, that sounds cool. Can I join you?"

He glanced at you suspiciously, trying to gauge whether you wanted to come along to simply enjoy the show or if there was something more to it. Eventually, he gave in to the idea of spending more time with you, making up for the three years apart and his absence.

//

The days until Friday flew by, and you had a great time with your family and made some new friends. Even Vic, Ethan, and Thomas came over to your place to throw a small, wild homecoming party.

On Friday, Damiano woke you up with a scream.

"Rise and shine! If you want to keep up with the pace around here, you'll need to get up before the sun," he shouted, bursting into laughter and tossing a teddy bear at you.

You despised waking up early. Why not just tell him about (y/d/n) and go back to sleep?

Ahhh, the temptation is strong, but NO!

You gather the essence of your love for (y/d/n). Take a refreshing shower and grab the bags you packed for a few days away.

Throughout these days, you and Damiano had incredible moments together. You played tons of video games, he took you on a shopping spree where you got a whole new wardrobe, you binge-watched the Harry Potter movies, and finally finished Game of Thrones (a series you started watching three years ago but didn't complete due to the events that unfolded in your lives). You cherished the shared experiences and wished for a chance to update Damiano about your journey with (y/d/n) over the past three years. You were certain Damiano would adore (y/d/n), but you also anticipated his reaction when he discovered you were dating someone, especially someone living in a different country.

You're at the airport, patiently waiting for the Barcelona flight to board. Meanwhile, Damiano is peacefully snoring on your shoulder while you're texting with (y/d/n). It's becoming increasingly challenging to find the right moment to tell Damiano about your relationship with (y/d/n). (y/d/n) is eagerly anticipating his reaction, and each day that passes without you revealing the truth feels like a strain on your connection. It weighs heavily on your heart, causing aching discomfort.

"Y/N, are you embarrassed by me or something? 'Cause I just don't get it..." This question has been lingering in your mind ever since your last phone call with (y/d/n)

on Wednesday morning.

Feeling frustrated with the whole situation, you put your phone aside and gaze ahead. Vic, who is sitting across from you, notices your distress and furrows her brow.

"Everything okay?" she asks, without the sound of her voice.

You simply shake your head and rest it against Damiano's head, closing your eyes.

//

When you arrive at the hotel where the five of you and the whole team will be staying, Vic informs the front desk that you and she will be sharing a room.

"No, she won't. She's my little sister, I've been away from her for 3 years, she's staying with me," Damiano argues.

"She can't stand being attached to you anymore, you're so annoying," Vic retorts.

Just as you were about to speak up, Vic stops you, grabbed your arm, and takes the room card.

"Next time, be quicker, dummy," she playfully taunts Damiano, laughing.

You both laughed as he playfully cursed at the two of you.

As you enter the room, you plop down on the bed and let out a sigh.

"Okay," Vic joins you, sitting next to you and looking at you, "spill the tea."

And that's exactly what you do.

//

"Y/N, you gotta tell to Damiano soon, I get that you might be scared of his reaction, but it's inevitable, you know? Carrying this secret around will only strain your relationship with (y/d/n) and fuck off Damiano, whether he likes it or not, you and (y/d/n) will live happily ever after," Vic advised, playfully running her fingers through your hair.

You chuckled and couldn't help but laugh at her candidness.

"Worst case scenario, I'm right here in your room," you responded, still giggling.

"Exactly! And we can hit up some awesome party too."

Both of you burst into laughter as you reminisced about the last wild party she and the boys threw to celebrate your homecoming.

"No way! So, I'm gonna go have a chat with Damiano."

You leave Vic by herself in the room and head to Damiano's room, but he's not there. So, as you make your way down to the hotel lounge, you call him, but he doesn't answer. Finally, you spot him at the hotel reception, near the exit.

"Hey, frate!" you shout at him, and he looks at you with an expression on his face that you couldn't decipher quickly enough, as it soon fades away.

You approach him, but before you can start talking, he interjects:

"What's up? Talk fast, I gotta sort some things out."

"Oh, nothing, I wanted to have a chat with you."

He's busy texting someone while you're trying to talk to him, but he glances up at you and responds:

"Can't right now, I'm heading out with Ethan, ciao."

Without another word, he turns his back on you and joins Ethan outside the hotel, and they leave without making much noise.

//

Hours passed quickly after you returned to the room frustrated for not being able to speak with Damiano. At least now you can talk to (y/d/n) who is trying to talk to Damiano about you guys but he's just too busy for that. That reason is better than having no reason to tell why you haven't talked to Damiano yet.

You're with Damiano in the dressing room, assisting him in getting dressed for the show. This would be the perfect moment to talk about (y/d/n) with him if he wasn't so annoyed. He's fed up with having to sing "Beggin" all the time when they have plenty of other songs they could perform, and he's griping about the in-ear headphones that are bothering his ear.

"You're tightening that ropes too much," he complains about the ropes you're fastening around his thigh.

"If I don't tighten it, your pants will come off during the show because it'll come undone," you retort.

"Like I've never gone pantless before. You're fucking squeezing me!" He screams the curse word, and you give up, leaving him alone in the dressing room.

You find Vic and Ethan making their way backstage, and you join them.

"I can't handle Damiano and his diva antics anymore," you roll your eyes.

Ethan and Vic burst into laughter, joining you in making fun of Damiano.

"Let him go pantless if he wants, he's into that," Ethan adds, concluding the joke as you reach backstage, where the sound of screaming fans grows louder.

This is the best part of tagging along to their shows—right before the performance, you can feel the anticipation and longing of so many fans. Damiano is fashionably late to the backstage scene, looking like a true rockstar.

He may be an idiot sometimes, but he's still your brother, and you can't help but feel a surge of pride in your heart for him.

As they make their way to the stage, Damiano catches your eye, winking and flashing you a smile, all set to rock the crowd.

When the gig wraps up and everyone changes their outfits, they suggest hitting up an Italian joint.

Damiano's annoyance has faded away, and the vibes are on point. The four of you are buzzing with energy, enjoying each other's company after an amazing performance. Yet, deep down, the knowledge that you're keeping something from Damiano and the fear that (y/d/n) might think you're ashamed of them is truly heart-wrenching.

"Y/N!" Damiano shouts your name. "Are you deaf? I've been calling you forever!"

"What's up? I was lost in thought, and you interrupted my flow," you grumble.

He casually drapes his arm over your shoulders as you stroll together. The restaurant is just up ahead, and little do you know, it's bustling with life and radiating vibrant energy. That's your destination.

"I've got a question for you, sis," Damiano murmurs in your ear. "Do you know that jerk?"

He points at some random dude near the restaurant, except it's not just any random dude—it's your special someone. IT'S (y/d/n) !!

"What the hell? How is this even possible?" you blurt out, not waiting for Damiano's response.

You sprint towards (y/d/n) and wrap him in a tight embrace.

"I've missed you," he whispers in your ear as you hold each other close.

"I’ve missed you so much! How did you...?" You're cut off by Damiano, who has caught up with the two of you.

"Y/N, you've got plenty of great qualities, but being discreet and cautious isn't one of them. I noticed you chatting with him all the damn time, and you never mentioned a relationship until things got messy and I got pissed off."

"He slid into my DMs on Instagram," (y/d/n) chimes in, his arms still wrapped around you. "It all happened so fast. He even bought me a plane ticket to come here."

Damiano nods in understanding and adds:

"Since you didn't spill the beans, Vic provided me with some juicy details, like his name and the fact that he's your boyfriend, isn't he? Don't underestimate my stalking skills. And I needed to know who treated you so damn well while I was out."

You can't help but burst into laughter. This all feels like a crazy dream!

"I thought you'd lose your shit when I told you," you admit.

Damiano raises an eyebrow and responds, "Yeah, I had a little freakout, but Mom and Dad talked some sense into me. It's all good. I just want you to be happy, Y/N."

You grinned and embraced Damiano tightly, giving him a big hug.

"You're the absolute coolest brother ever! Love you, bro!"

Damiano burst into a boisterous laugh, his signature trademark.

"Love you too! Now let's head inside and grab some grub. I'm starving, and I want to hear the whole story of you two."

[d-b-silva]

Imã 

Me sinto ligado a algumas coisas como imã 

perto delas consigo sentir mudar o clima 

como se estivesse acabado de usar cocaína 

difícil de compreender toda essa adrenalina 

_________

Já pra outras coisas, pessoas e lugares

Quando param e pensam em me procurar 

Muitas vezes eu já sumi do mapa 

Igual ao aang voando no appa pelo atlas 

__________

Na minha mente alguma coisa grita 

Junto com a mulher gritando da casa de cima 

Junto com coisas que a gente acredita 

Mas não sabe ao certo em que lugar habita 

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Ainda acendo incenso e velas pra quem me ama 

Porque já cansei de morrer e ressuscitar todo fins de semana 

Hoje não observo o mundo de cima da cama 

Nem convivo mais com quem me engana 

@d-b-silva