#I mean ... ama pls

[amatres]

people who fight about team green or team red, pls free yourself and just get really invested into the brackens and blackwoods

[mossmx]

Last night I dreamed that I made a joking post about Fiorello and Amadeus kissing and it went viral, so Giovanna and a legal consultant Man came to visit me!!!! They told me Ama was in the hospital (not sure why) and I was so sorry about it that I swore I had never drawn Ama and Fiore kissing (technically true LOL) and the post was just a joke, that if they wanted I could get on the phone with Ama to reassure him there was no Amadello kissing art not online and not on any pc (hilarious, but again true on a technicality)

but then the legal consultant got me aside and talked to me about marketing strategies so the newspaper would be talking about Ama and I was like wtf so I flipped him the bird on both hands.

But before walking away I went to Giovanna and told her, if it would make Ama feel better I would draw THEM kissing and then I woke up

This dream is hilarious to me on multiple levels XD

[motherloads]

Meet Me in the Pale Moonlight

Disclaimer: I absolutely love Jenny in the film! Too bad I like writing miscommunication. No bashing of Jenny!

The reader was supposed to be brooding and menacing? But she’s a wreck with a symbiote lol.

My spanish is also pretty meh in writing despite being Mexican myself. I speak better than I write! Pls keep that in mind ◡̈

Summary: The reader watches on the sidelines as Jenny and her longtime crush, Jaime Reyes become close to one another. Being Milagro's closest friend, she dreads when she has to come over and see the lovebirds.

But who says her little friend would allow this to happen? And who says what she sees is true?

->Pairings: Jaime Reyes x F!Reader

-> Use of (Name).

-> Marvel/DC crossover (mentioned Eddie Brock, Peter Parker, and relations to other fic)

->Warning: So much miscommunication, murder talk, and spinal cord removal :(

Once again, please ignore grammar mistakes.

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I'm the sweetest girl in town so why are you so mean? When you gonna ditch that stupid, you got? It's me you should be seeing.

"Are you just going to continue to stare?" Milagro questions her close friend, who stares at her brother with a pair of love-sick eyes. "Dude, just go talk to him."

"Can't really do that," Her friend hums in response, "Look, Kord is walking over to him. Now he's going to have the brightest smile ever and then they'll hug Then she's going to pat him on the back and start helping him with your house remodel. Look! They're doing it!"

Exactly at that point, Jaime laughs as Jenny pushes him over, grabbing the paintbrush on her own and assisting him with the cream-colored outer walls. Jaime shakes his head in response, nudging her back.

"So what? I'm his sister, and what I can tell you is that they are NOT together. They're just really good friends!" Milagro explains, quieting down when Jaime looks over. "Come on, clear it up. I don't want to see my best friend so sad."

"I'm grieving," She pouts, lowering herself into the chair, "You don't see what I see. They are definitely together."

"Si no lo preguntas, nunca vas a saber," Another voice exclaims. Both girls turn their heads to her mother who shakes her head at them. "Don't be shy! I don't want my future daughter-in-law to lose her chance."

Feeling her face heat up, she looks away from the older woman's words. "I know he's your son, but I can't. I'm sorry."

Maybe if you weren't such a pussy, you would have gotten the guy. Does the K-dramas we watch together not mean anything?

The sudden voice caused her to jump straight into her seat. Narc had been quiet since she had arrive at the Reyes’ house hold. She hadn’t expected them to speak at all since he rarely did when she was at their residence. At first, it was off putting to never hear the familiar voice, but she slowly grew used to the silence.

Born out of wedlock from the original symbiote, Narc had been the symbiote who had begun their stay before she arrived in this Universe. They were the only connection she had to the life she once had. Or was it the other being stuck here as well? She wasn’t sure, she ignored all contact to the woman connected to her in more ways than one.

"K-Dramas are not real, idiot." She hissed under her breath.

"Did you say something, Mija?" Mrs. Reyes questions, resting her hand under the woman's chin. "You often talk to yourself, just like little Jaime."

"Mama!" Jaime calls out, "I'm not little anymore! Come on, don't tell her that!"

"You are little, cabrón. Don't you remember the incident? Naked con tus chiquito huevitos." His Uncle Rudy cackles, "Don't you remember that, ama?"

Their Nana shakes her head in response, smiling broadly at the memory. Milagro begins to laugh as well while Jenny sits beside the girls with a small nod in the direction of (Name). She returns the gesture, crossing her hands as she ignored how hard her heart hammered.

"I'm lost," (Name) murmurs, "So, so lost...But anyway, I have to head out. Thank you for having me!"

"Come by anytime, (Name)." Jaime grins, walking up to her and hugging the girl tightly, "Just remember to ignore anything they say about me, okay? Don't want them ruining anything."

"They're your family, I don't think they are capable of doing so," She pats his back, looking down at Milagro who fake kisses the air in front of her. Jenny seems to notice as she raises her eyebrows at the duo still hugging.

"You can let me go now, Jaime." (Name) murmurs into his ear, "Don't want her getting the wrong idea."

Jaime pulls away, smiling at the girl in front of him. His eyes flickered down for a second before he looked back at her, "Sorry?" She smiles sadly at him as she moves towards her vehicle. She refuses to look at the family behind her as she hears the conversation pick up again.

I think we should kill her.

"Absolutely not. There is a new hero here, Narc. We can't just murder a well-known figure and expect to get away with it." She groans, buckling her seat belt. She looks back at the family once more as she shifts her gear to drive.

We've done it once. And we can do it again.

"I don't think killing the Green Goblin counts for anything! He was already crazier than us, so the headlines were thanking us!" She exclaims.

His brain was nasty anyway.

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"Do you think Blue Beetle is cool?" Milagro asks, absentmindedly moving her straw around in boredom. "Personally, I think he's a huge nerd. What do you think?"

"Who says you can bother me on my shift?" (Name) frowns, cleaning the bar top in front of her, "And how did they let you in?"

"I have my ways," Milagro grins, "Answer my question. I need to know."

"I think he's...unique? From the news I have seen of him, it's obvious he is of Hispanic Descent. His suit is otherworldly, so I'm assuming it's some kind of alien tech he is using. Definitely not Superman, though." (Name) shrugs, moving the alcoholic beverages aside as she begins assisting the bartenders alongside her.

"Do you think he's cute under his mask?" Milagro leans closer, "Would you date him?"

I would eat him.

"I wouldn't eat him," (Name) responds instead. She pauses as the conversation around her began to quiet down. Some stared at her while others whispered to their compadres nearby.

"I...didn't ask that? I asked if you think he's cute and if you would date him. Dude, where the hell is your mind thinking right now?" Milagro whispers, eyeing the men nearby, "God, I’ve always hated this bar. A bunch of chismosos who are almost always cheating on their wives here. They're always eyeing you too. How do you handle that?"

"First, I can't tell if Blue Beetle is cute based on his voice. Second, I wouldn't date him since I am sooo hung up on your brother." Milagro snorts. "Lastly, this is the only bar that offers the minimum wage. I can handle drunk men well, I've always had."

The conversation began to pick up again as most began focusing on the news displayed in front of them. Blue Beetle was shown on live television, fighting off rogue soldiers from Victoria Kord's force. Despite the woman being long gone, the impact she made had not quite disappeared.

"I knew you were still into him! I say you ask him out! You ain't a homewrecker if he isn't in a relationship!"

"Didn't you say Kord and Jaime kissed? That your whole family cheered for the couple?"

"A fluke! It's a fluke I swear, but it is complicated! Just ask Jaime, please? It would be so cool for us to be family."

"If our lives are ever in danger at this very bar, then I'll ask." (Name) turns away from Milagro's eyes, "That means it will never ha-"

Her voice gets cut off when bullets begin hitting the bar's windows, causing the occupants to duck down to safety. Many of the drunken men tried to escape but most were quickly shot down by the bullets.

Milagro screams, ducking down into a crouch as the bullets continue. (Name) ignores the danger as she maneuvers her way through the destruction. She grabs Milagro, forcing the girl to look her in the eyes. "I need you to hide behind the bar, okay? The bullets won't get you. We will protect you.”

"W-who's we?" Milagro cries as (Name) pushes her behind the bar. There was silence for a moment as screams echoed in the bar. "(Name)? Where are you going?" She pushed Milagro down, moving her way from the bar corner as she looked at the bodies around her. Many men stayed below tables, looking at her in fear as she counted the people alive.

"Nobody get up. It’s not ove-" Her words get cut off when bullets pierce through her whole body. She is flung against the countertop as a bullet pierces too close to her heart. She hears her name being called out as Milagro tries to find her way to the woman.

She smiles at the tear-stained face in her vision. The fear in the other girl's eyes was evident as she continued to scream her name. At that moment, smoke bombs are thrown through the window. The screams had begun to mesh together, the fog covering the vision of the little who were still alive.

She feels the blood oozing out of her mouth, the familiar metallic filling up her mouth. She sputters, not being able to breathe.

It's your turn.

My turn.

Shoes stepping on glass were all everyone heard as the perpetrators stepped through the mess they caused. They held their gun up in return, moving through the fog stealthily. As they communicated with one another, they grew unnoticed by the thing they had angered.

"Find the Reyes girl. She is to be left alive." One spoke up, "Kill every survivor." The main soldier calls out. They await the confirmation of the others but they hear nothing. "I need an affirmative."

The soldier gets smacked in response, feeling themselves recoil from the weight against their body. When they look down at the unfamiliar weight, they begin to scream.

The weight crushing them was there comrade. Left unrecognizable with no head in sight. The blood wafts through their mask. They begin to gag as they try to pull the body off of them. They freeze up when a bloodied helmet rolls closer. Empty and dented, the helmet hits their shoe with a loud clank.

The fog begins to clear up, displaying the mess left behind. The soldier tensed when they noticed the bodies presented around the room. Many hung from the lights, their necks cracking from the added weight of their helmet. Others were hazardously thrown against tables. One had a table leg pierced through their helmet.

"Why must humans be so selfish? Is this fun for you, you pathetic piece of shit?" The soldier whimpers in response, turning their eyes away from the figure crouching in front of their face.

The creature, despite crouching, was still overlooking the only soldier left alive. The disarray and multi-color of the night sky reflected back to the onlookers who began to murmur about the new being. They tilt their head and leaned closer to the soldier, their bright, soulless eyes stared into the helmet. They licked the sharp smile forming from the fear they felt radiating off the soldier.

"Unlike the Blue Beetle, we do not care about the lives of our victims. What do you think happens next?"

"W-What the hell are you?"

"If you must know, my host has named us Narc. Will you beg for your life now?"

The Soldier rips their helmet off, looking at Narc with a look of fear, "Please. Please. I'm sorry. I'll never do this again, please!"

"He had once told us the same. You are just like the others. Pathetic. Unworthy. A perfect meal."

A scream is ripped through his victim's vocal cords as Narc bites down. Blood seeped through their mouth as they ripped out the spinal cord in one sharp turn. Narc stands, spitting their leftovers to the side.

"Hey, ugly!" A voice called out, "What the hell are you doing, man?"

Narc cranes their neck towards the entrance of the bar, watching as Blue Beetle floated at his place. They both stared at each other, unmoving.

"Blue Beetle!" A voice calls out, Milagro moving from her hiding spot to the blue-and-black-clad hero. "My friend is gone! She was just--where is she?" She turns her head towards Narc, who stares down at the shaking girl.

"Get away from it!" Blue Beetle yells, flying through the bar as he centers himself between Milagro and Narc. "Take it up with me and not the civilians!"

"He just--he ate all the soldiers--" Milagro gasps, stepping behind Blue Beetle, "I saw what he did--"

"You--What the hell are you?" Blue Beetle points his palms toward Narc, who continues to stare in silence.

"Does my figure scare you? I can hear your heartbeat." Narc cranes their head towards Milagro. Blue Beetle blocks her from their eyesight. “Worry not, we do not hurt the innocent.”

With those words, Narc feels their familiar bulking figure die down to their less impending figure. The duo are lost for words at the new figure presented in front of them.

"I'm so sorry I think I misgendered you--" Milagro's eyes stayed pinned to the pair of boobs Narc had.

"Where's (Name)?" Blue Beetle turns his head around, "Khaji-Da says she is still here! She was working, right?" His questions are to Milagro.

None of the three seemed to notice the survivors running out of the bar.

"She is here. With me." Narc hums, moving closer to Blue Beetle, "Is Khaji-Da your symbiote?"

"Symb--what? What do you mean (Name) is with you?"

"Jaime Reyes. You are a host are you not?"

"Stop avoiding my questions! Where is she?! How do you know my name--That is not my name! I do not know Jaime Reyes. Do you?"

"I have known of the scarab on your back since the beginning. Do not worry, (Name) remains clueless, for now."

"Why are you saying her name as if you know her?" Milagro questions.

Narc purrs, tilting their head closer to Blue Beetle who stepped back hesitantly. "We have known each other for a long time. We are bonded together until she dies. She is my key to survival in your world. She is me. I am her. We are one. We are Narc."

“Like Narcotics? Did she get you from a drug? She doesn’t seem like the type to do drugs.” Milagro questions, stepping closer to the duo, “And why are you so close? I can smell you from here!”

“We are host and symbiote. We am not from here, you see. Your alien won’t know of us.”

Milagro and Blue Beetle share a look, communicating with silent words. Blue Beetle lowers his hand, allowing Narc to step closer. The symbiote smiles, their purrs growing louder.

“I see why she likes you.”

With those words, Narc sinks into (Name)'s skin, leaving the woman defenseless from the eyes of her long-time crush and friend. She drops to the floor, her wounds patching over themselves with a familiar goo.

Blue Beetle drops to the floor, bringing (Name) close to his body. He rocks her back and forth as Milagro stumbles beside him. Her eyes were bloodshot and the tears that disappeared has formed all over again.

"Why didn't she tell us? Why didn't she tell me?" Blue Beetle, now Jaime who removed his helmet. He leans his forehead on the woman and murmurs into her hair. He kisses her temple as Milagro continues to cry.

"Why didn't she tell us her hero name is literally short for Narcotics?!"

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(Name) awakes to a horrible headache splintering her head. She groans as she shifts closer to the warmth of an unfamiliar body. She nuzzles in closer to the warmth, groaning at the light against her eyelids.

"Narc turn off the lights...I feel like I've just been shot." She moans, gripping her blanket tighter against her body, "I'm going out with Milagro later. I have to go buy cat food..."

"Milagro is taking care of Eddie, don't worry." A familiar voice whispers against her head, "Just go back to sleep. I'll block the sunlight."

"Thanks, Jaime..." Processing the name that came out, she jumps away from the warmth. She stares at Jaime, who stares back in equal shock and sleepiness. His hair was a mess, pointing in different directions. She presses her hand to her mouth, gasping behind it.

"Oh my god. We didn't have sex, did we? If so, that would be awkward because you are my best friend's brother and you literally have a girlfriend. I can't even get drunk so it's impossible for me to forget--oh my god am I in your house?"

"Hey, Hey," Jaime soothes her, smiling at the woman freaking out in his bed, "We didn't have sex and we were not drunk. You were...shot multiple times and some things came to light, but it's okay now, I promise."

"I'm still sleeping in your bed though! You could have left me, being shot doesn't stop me! We were holding each other?! What would Kord think if she saw this now?" She grips the unfamiliar sweater covering her body, feeling her legs shift through from under the sheets and hit against Jaime's.

"Jenny? What about Jenny? We aren't...We aren't dating if that's what you're worried about." Jaime grabbed her by the face, locking eyes with her who looked anywhere but him. "I can't just leave you when you were hurt."

"Milagro said you two kissed."

"We did once have feelings for each other. But it's long gone now, it was just a...heat of a moment kind of thing." Jaime brings her cheeks towards his chest, which she just noticed had nothing covering him from her eyes. Her hands stopped short on his stomach. She felt his stomach flutter in response.

"Besides, I like someone else. I like you."

She feels her heart stop at his confession.

Knew it.

"No shit." She exclaims, looking up at Jaime who smiles down at her doe-like look.

"I do." He whispers back. They both stared at one another until he leaned closer to her face. She felt his breath fan her face as she wrinkled her nose.

"You stink." She snorts, moving her hands to the back of his neck. He laughs at her words.

"Yours smells much worse. Now, come here--" She cuts him off, smashing her lips to his. He holds her waist, bringing her to sit on his lap. Her tongue finds his, leaning closer as her hand moves to stay on his chest. Biting his lip, she softly sucks it lightly. She opens her eyes to find his eyes half-lidded, enjoying the moment.

When she pulls away, her lips find his neck, kissing down to his collarbone. Pulling her hand back to his neck, she inhales his scent.

"Couldn't have waited until I was asleep. You are always like this. The same exact way with Peter Parker."

They both jump at the new voice, turning their heads towards Narc who floated their head around the room, reading the boxes that held different items. She turns her head to Jaime, eyes wide, waiting for him to begin screaming.

"Narc-uh. They explained more about your origins with each other. After finding them standing in a bloodbath, Milagro and I thought the worst had happened but someone--something told me to let Narc explain."

"They told you about our.... situationship?" She questions, gripping onto Jaime's bicep. "You're supposed to be running away--not making out with me!"

"And you! You aren't supposed to be out. You're grounded!" She growls, pulling Jaime's face into the crook of her neck, "You told him everything, huh? Why can't you ever keep secrets? She'll be angry our cover was blown!"

She ignored the look Narc gives, opting to continue her rant, “Asshole, is it because I’m not letting you meet Red Robin? You know it isn’t allowed!”

"The other youngling saw you get shot. Was I supposed to act as if I ate you instead?"

"Actually, yes! Nobody is supposed to know, you promised. We promised Eddie."

"You made a promise to your cat?" Jaime's muffled voice questions. Despite the situation, he bites her neck. "Who is Peter Parker?"

She glares at Narc, who innocently whistles. "No one Jaime, he is no one."

"Former boy toy." Narc responds instead, "Hell of an amateur kisser."

"You kissed him! Not me!" She turns to Jaime, pulling his head back to stare at him, "I'm so sorry, I don't know why they're acting this way. I'll go right now, seriously. I don't want you in our mess."

"Relax," Jaime comforts, grabbing her hand that stayed on his cheek. He smiles at her, "I can protect myself. Look--"

She felt him shift from under her, watching in shock as his body began to be covered by a familiar suit she had seen countlessly on television. Everything except his face was covered in armor. Whilst she analyzed the markings on his suit, Narc moved closer as well.

"Does your scarab only speak to you?" Narc asks, "It is unlike anything I have seen on my planet. Do you feed them as well?"

"They aren't really fed? They don't need sustenance. Khaji-Da only talks to me in my head so they're like a second voice...and planet?"

"This is going to be a long talk," She sighed, rubbing her eyes tiredly, "At least you don't have to feed them human brains..."

"What?" Jaime recoils, looking at the two with wide eyes, "I'm sorry? Brains? Like Zombies? The Walking Dead? Like zombies from The Last of Us?!"

"I thought you told him everything!"

"I would never tell of my eating habits! Humans are judgemental!"

[gadriezmannsgirl]

Ok in honor of the new boyfriend selfie ruben posted, can u pls write something about him as a boyfriend. Like him being really needy to his gf, sending her silly pics like that when they’re away, and being very clingy and constantly needing affection from the gf when they are finally at home together

Here it is! Hope you like it, please let me know!😌

Needy, Cute and Manly Boyfriend -R.D3

Summary: He loves having your attention

You couldn't help but smile at your phone. Your 3 years boyfriend, Rúben sent you a pic of himself and your dog, Simba. You instantly replied with a quick "my baby's😍❤️. Love you both so much"

Soon Rúben sent another selfie, this one only of himself, at the bottom there was a text "What time you'll be home? I miss you"

You were going to reply but were interrupted by a call from you boyfriend, you quickly answered it.

"Meu amor" He said "I miss you"

"I miss you too, babe; but I still have another class to go, I'll be out in about an hour and a half, after that I'm all yours"

"You already are mine"

"Well yes but you know what I mean" Rúben chuckles

"Let me know, I'll pick go and pick you up"

"Thanks, Rú. But there's no need, Lisa can give me a ride home, you're pretty tired baby, have some rest"

"None of that. You said an hour and a half, right? I'll be there"

"You're so stubborn"

"Teimoso e tudo mas �� assim que me amas" (Stubborn and everything but that's how you love me)

You smile nodding "That I do" You blow him a kiss "I need to go to class right now but I'll text you as soon as I'm done, handsome"

"You do that, bonita" (beautiful) He blows a kiss into the phone "Eu amo-te, amor"

"Love you too, baby. See ya later" and with that you hung up the call and entered your class.

After what felt like an eternity you went out discussing some points with your best friend.

"But it doesn't matter if we are different mentions?"

"I don't think so to be honest"

"And what about that neurology oratory? You're planning on going?" You nod

"Dr. Jones will do it and I think it will be good, you know? He's one of the best out here and it'll fantastic if I can do my internships in his hospital"

"You're good, you will do!" She nudges your shoulder

"We don't know about that, I need to be the first one in class"

"As if you aren't?" You gave her a look before she smirked "Prince charming's here for you" You turned around to see a very well known Ferrari and your boyfriend leaning up against the car with a cap on his head. "See ya, girl!" Lisa hugged you over your shoulders, kissed you cheek and let you go

"See ya, Li" You smiled at her before walking up to your boyfriend. "Hello"

"Hello, meu Amor" You quickly gave him a kiss on his lips, his hands went over to your waist pulling you closer "Let's go home?" You nod with a smile on.

He kisses your cheek before opening the door for you and helping you get in.

You push your backpack to the backseat and wait for Rúben to start the car.

"How was your day, querida?" (Darling) He asks, his hand going straight to your thigh

"It was good! We did a pop quiz, teacher told us to go out whenever we finished and at the end he gave us the results right there and then"

"How did it go?"

"Amazing!" You smile widely "I absolutely rubbed my full grade into his face"

"Is that professor the one you told me about?" You hum "What was his nickname? Doc. Mean?" You hum

"He's just awful" He laughs "And he looks exactly like Emmet Brown"

"The doc from Back to the Future?" You nod and Rúben squeezes your thigh laughing "He does look like him"

"Awful" You laugh with him as you watch how he changes the route to your house "You need to go somewhere?"

"We are going somewhere" He put emphasis to the we

"Where are we going then?"

"To get some burgers"

"You don't eat them"

"But you do" He shrugs "I can have a little cheat day"

"You having a cheat day?" Rúben looks at you during a red light "What did you do to my boyfriend?"

"No. What did you do to me? I never break a diet until you came around"

"So I'm at fault?"

"More or less, you love burgers and I love you. Having a burger once in a while won't kill me"

"It better not. I'll be a widow even before getting married"

"That's definitely something we don't want"

"Definitely not" You grip his hand with one of yours and hug his arm with the other "Can you also get me a?" -

"Double meat, double cheese burger with extra fries and a chocolate chip cookie? I know"

"I know you know... But I wanted-"

"An iced caramel mocha?" You look at him narrowing your eyes

"You know me"

"I have to, tu és a minha menina" (you're my girl) you smiled feeling him leaning over the console to kiss you quickly. He rolled down the window and greeted the worker before ordering.

A few minutes later, both of you were on your way back to your house, singing and humming along the songs on your shared playlist.

"Gonna take a quick shower, I'll be back in ten" You said as soon as you got inside, however Simba made it difficult for you, he wanted his attention. "You're my babyboy but you gotta let me go and take a shower, baby"

"Simba, I'm the only one who can jump on her!" You heard Rúben's voice inside the kitchen and then you heard the blender go on

"Dad's jealous. You're my baby" You kissed his fourry face.

"Weren't you going to shower?"

"I'm giving my baby love"

"You don't need to give Simba that much of love, you can give it to me"

"Are you jealous of a dog?"

"Pufff!" He gave you a look "Obviously yes. I'm supposed to be the only one you give your love and attention to"

"You are. But also is Simba" You kissed the dog's head once again

"Nonono!" His cries made you laugh "Simba, get off!"

"He likes the attention way too much"

"Even I do if it's yours!" You break in laughter

"You know I'll give you all my attention after I shower and eat?"

"What are you waiting for to do that?" He asks making you laugh more

"You are so jealous of your dog"

"I am!"

"Please don't take it in the wrong way but you're so needy, I love it"

"I'm not needy"

"És tão giro" (You're so cute) You said in between giggles

"Sou um homem viril, não sou giro" (I'm a manly man, I'm not cute)

"You are both, actually"

"Go take a shower, I'll set something up so we can watch while we eat and you love on me"

"Sounds like a deal" Rúben smiled before turning around to the kitchen "Hey" You call him as he turns

"What?"

You grab his hand and pull him down so you could kiss his lips softly "My needy, cute and manly boyfriend"

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[nattinatalia]

concept: “now i know you didn’t just say that to your mother, my wife”

angst to fluff pls

“Ama porque no?” Ezequiel follows you into the kitchen.

“Porque estás castigado, y que no tu papá te cacho la semana pasada en una fiesta con Cassandra?” You smirk at him.

He groans. “I didn’t know dad told you.”

“Porfavor Ezequiel, tu papá me dice todo.” You start chopping lettuce and tomatoes. “Ve a sacarme el mandado que quedó en mi carro.”

“So you’re not letting me go then?”

You place the knife down and look at him. “I told you no Ezequiel.”

“Ugh, you’re so lame.” He yells, “Why can’t you be fun like Tia Chelle?”

“Eze-“

“You always used to have my back and used to be fun. Now you’re always on my case about every little thing, it’s annoying.” He snaps.

You’re in disbelief and hurt at his choice of words, you don’t know what to say to him so you stay quiet.

But soon there’s a slam of a door coming from your home office and Jack is marching into the kitchen.

“Repeat what you just said.” He tells your son.

“Dad-“

Jack shakes his head, “Now I know you didn’t just say that to your mother, my wife” he warns, glaring at Ezequiel.

“Bubs it’s okay.” You try to calm him down.

“No it’s not okay, I didn’t raise him to be disrespectful towards you.” He shakes his head looking at EZ.

“How many times do we have to remind you that you’re grounded huh?” He takes a deep breath. “You’re grounded so that means no to going outside, but you can walk that ass upstairs to your room.”

“Dad wh-“

“I don’t want to hear another word from you right now. Go upstairs and before bed, I’m expecting a sincere apology to your mother.” He looks directly at his son. “I can’t believe the words that came out of your mouth.”

Ezequiel is defeated and walks out of the kitchen without another word.

“You okay baby?” Jack asks you, hugging you to him.

“Yeah, I’m just surprised that’s all.” You whisper.

“He’s a teenage boy, he’s going to say hurtful things, it’s not an excuse but it’s part of life. I’ll be there to set his ass straight all the time.”

You nod but don’t say anything, still a little shaken up from the words your son just said to you

“Hey, look at me.” Jack demands. “You’re the best mom our kids could ever ask for or need. Do not let what our angry sixteen year old son said get to you, because he couldn’t be more wrong.”

“He’s never been so angry with me before.”

“He’s going to have to get used to hearing no, he’s not doing well in school so until he changes that, it’s to school, practice and back home.” He lifts you up and sets you down on the counter.

You nod, “Thank you baby.”

“For what?”

“For defending me like that, it’s always hot when you get mad, your nose doing that flaring thing I like.” You shrug and wink at him. “It was so hot.”

Jack smirks. “Mhmm.” He spreads your thighs. “Let’s make him regret speaking to you that way.”

You lift up your dress, and pull it up to your chest. “Get to it papi.”

[writeouswriter]

pls no anti ai art demagogy on my dash, thx

(X) in reference to this reblog I assume.

This is the wildest ask I’ve ever gotten.

“Please no love for the humanity of creation on my dash, please. Please no acknowledgement that art and the human experience behind those making it is inherently and fundamentally intertwined. Please no shoving the fact in my face that art is meant to connect rather than consume.

And please no pointing out the basic truth that most AI engines are built off the stolen work of others.”

Demagogy, noun: political activity or practices that seek support by appealing to the desires and prejudices of ordinary people rather than by using rational argument.

You come into MY house, you tell me what not to reblog on MY blog, and you what? Call me “irrational” and insult my understanding of the topic in the process?

Political activity, political activity... fuck off. Actors, writers, artists, those most affected by this ARE the ordinary people, and their concerns and fears surrounding this are perfectly rational.

And you know, nothing hits it home more for me than when I thought about my favourite show at the moment, the one that makes me lose my mind a thousand times over, I thought about everything in it that makes me tick, thought about both strong points and weak points, because it is flawed, god, is it flawed because people inherently are, and that’s the beauty, but mostly, I thought about the sheer amount of care/thought and depth put into it in a way I've never really seen before and in a medium/genre/whatever you'd absolutely never expect to find that thought put into, especially if taken completely at a surface level. Thought about the levels of metaphor and symbolism layered in beneath the silliness, thought about the callbacks and clever timing, thought about the behind the scenes arguments about what direction worked best for the narrative and the audience, arguments that took place because of how much they cared not just about telling a good story, but about telling one that really means something to them.

Thought about the love, the time, the excitement and the flair and personality and background and intent of each and every person behind the team bleeding its way into the scripts, into the acting, into the heart of what makes it truly what it is, and how that love bleeds into the audience as well, how that love and human connection is what prompts people to write full page essays and analyses on it, draw fanart for it, create the most beautiful fics for it, that love is what prompts them to laugh and cry and vibrate at the speed of sound thinking about it, and what prompts thousands upon thousands to come together in their appreciation for and relation to it, rallying around it like a group of cavemen around a campfire when they had never before seen the flame.

And then.... then I thought about the idea of that same show being written by an AI and genuinely felt physically ill. Because no real care will have been put into that beyond "If it looks like a TV show, sounds like a TV show, it must be a TV show." And on the surface, maybe it’d look fine, I’m sure some people wouldn’t notice. But it’d not only be made without thought, but consumed without thought. And, sure, maybe that'll fill you up in the short term, but it's gonna leave you feeling hollow and sick eventually. Because stories are not a thing to be mass produced with a random assortment of the cheapest quality materials on a conveyor belt that shovels them directly into people's throats at the most efficient speed possible, stories are not a thing meant to just be consumed! They are a thing made with intent in every aspect, even when accidental because our lives shape it subconsciously, they are a thing made with love, a thing to be savoured! And yes, for that to happen, they will take a lot of time and hard work and dedication, all of which deserve fair compensation and respect, all of which cannot just be replaced by a sham amalgamation of these things, and they will be all the better for it.

And on some level, corporations know this, and they want you to blame their shortcomings on the writers, on the artists, they want you to look at things like the strikes and those rallying against AI and get mad that they’re keeping art from the common people, or forcing them to come to this, or they want you to think they’re simply trying to make art more accessible, all the while building their conveyor belts in the background with the blood of those they’re kicking down, taking away jobs and shoving the humanity out of the picture.

Art is made to communicate, and sometimes it’s frustrating when we can’t get that communication across, when the image we want to convey is out of our skill level, our capability, when our words get tangled up, jumbled together and we need a helping hand to find the right ones again, and on this level, maybe AI could be a useful supplemental tool, or a fun little thing to mess around with, if ethically sourced, if used for good, if taking into account and graciously acknowledging exactly how it’s being used as a tool, rather than trying to pass it off as something it’s not.

But is it political, is it irrational, to merely state that the human condition cannot be replaced?

——

The unfollow button is free, I don’t work for you.

[kaaaaaaarf]

Anon hour: give me an unpopular headcanon pls.

Hi anon! Honestly, I've been wracking my brain trying to think of one, but I'm not sure I have any?? The most controversial thing is maybe that in my head sometimes I like to picture Remus as being not a Victorian waif?? I like to imagine him as healthy and with some meat on his bones...mostly because this means that someone has been taking care of him the way he deserves 😭😭 During my ATYD re-read I kept picturing adult Remus as being broad and a bit strong, which I'm pretty sure I would be hung, drawn and quartered for in some circles. 🤷‍♀️

anon hour ama

[pwrskoolr]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ haiiaiiaaii evrybunii ໒꒰ྀི∩˃ ତ ˂∩꒱ྀི১

!! ,, im bunii ૮₍ ´ ꒳ `₎ა m 22 ( 12 forevr mentaly ) ,, m agere age is 0-4 !! :33 ,, babi bunii petre . | . perma-regressor / age-regressor / pet-regressor !! | | i lovv cute stuf tht makes me happi n i hav da bess babi sissy @cutelollipopgirl ᧔ෆ᧓ pwes b nicee :3 | | mi prnons ar she/they/bun :33

pls go down n pres keep readin t learn mor bout mi

🍼 stuf bout mi :3

i talk in a typn quirk + i use ligt colors wit ligt colors ,, if dat is hard foru t read i am sory i wilnot chang ,, pwes jus dont intweract wit mi > <

ima adult ,, minors can intract wit my acc pwes no messages tho thankuu :33 i woud lik agere frends tho 18 n ovr thoo !!

i am diagnosd autistic level 2 ,, cptsd ,, bpd ,, i regress involentary n volentary bc of many dif reasons !! som negativ som positv jus depends on th day an how im feeln ,, also pwes no mean or scry thngs :3

ima agere n petre !! ima bunii hehehe a babi hollnd lop bunii :33 / questnin babi bunii therian ?

i wear dips n pulups bc i regres lower den 1 yr old if u believ dips/pulups ar not agere pwes do not fulow dat maks mi vry uncomfi ,, pls do not sexualiz my dips it maks mi triggrd vry bad an cry

i am a partof da lgbtqia+ comunity | i ama lesbian so i only postt wlw cglre stuf ^ ^ nn ima demigirl/xenogender

m intersts aree disney princess, mlp ofc ( mainly fluttershy !! ) , ooo m sissi ofc , babi toys , anythmade fora babi hehehe is made for mi , carebears , mezo piano , mothr gardn , canddyyy , buniis , sanrio , sweet scentd thngs , naps , deco pacis n onesies n littl gear hehehee i lovv , powrpuf girls ( am bubbls ) , stuffiesss , fishr price littl ppl toys , kindi kids dollis , soft fluffi stuf , bluey , glittr , lullabies n bedtim storis , babi sensorytoys , pastel bloks n soft blocks , calico crittrs/sylvanan families , pastel wvrythng < 3

soma m othr agere socal medias : evrskies : melospwinkls ,, instgram : babispwinkls ,, pinterst : melospwinkls :ppp

[patibato]

[Bitter Sweet Sixteen] 002-B05 - That jeans in GHOST WORLD

Akuta: unlove?

Nanaki: …

Akuta: Nanaki?

Nanaki: Well…

Kiroku: …The masked… artist… unlove…

Ushio: The same unlove that made the song for R1ze's HosLive?

Muneuji: The one being lauded as the next big thing online—

Nanaki: … Well…

Akuta: …

Yachiyo: Pl…!

PLEASE KILL MEEEEEEEE!!

Muneuji: …What a remarkable jump into a bow. I'm amazed.

Yachiyo: I'm sorry I'm sorry! I just went and blabbed out serious information!

Of course, it's not like the President leaked that info or anything! I just went and—

I just went and gave in to my stalker tendencies because I wanted to know what kind of person could make such lovely music!

I searched a whole bunch and found out! I'm sorry for being a creep~~~! Death! Death!

Nanaki: No… I'm, uh, grateful you think so, so you can get off the floor now.

Yachiyo: I'm a huge fan~~~~!

Nanaki: Thank you… …

Ushio: Holy shit, he's got like a hundred thousand followers.

Did that live song make a bit of a buzz? The number just keeps going up. Bandwagoning much?

Muneuji: That's incredible, Nanamegi. I'd never have thought I'd be so close to someone so famous.

Nanaki: Aah… I didn't really intend to hide it, but I figured it'd be fine if only people in the know like Oguro-san were aware…

Ah, I do want to keep it a secret at school. I'd appreciate you doing that for me.

Kiroku: …Right… got, it… But still… that's, ama… zing…

Ushio: Hah, it's like a swan egg got mixed in with us. Right, Idiotake?

Akuta: …!

That's AWESOOOOME, Nanaki!!!! What? A hundred thousand? How many people per follower is that???

Muneuji: A hundred thousand.

Akuta: Woooah, that's our music head for ya~!!

That rules~! As for me, I've still—

I've, still… …

…

(What the—I can't get my words out. …Why?)

(This weird fuzzy feeling… won't go away…)

Ushio: …

Liguang: … It's been awfully quiet since this morning.

What of those brats?

Yukikaze: Apparently they're back at school today.

They've been making the mornings lively lately. It feels… a bit lonely. That said—

There's some leftovers from the bentos I made for the students and Momiji. Would you like to eat together?

Liguang: Much appreciated.

Female Student A: Morning! Hey, did you check dazzle!? Some weird ball thing's heading North!

Female Student B: I saw~! The egg thing, right? Apparently it's getting closer to here.

Female Student A: Yeah yeah! It's jumping and walking up! I don't get it at all! Like, what the hell?

Female Student B: There's lots of eyewitness reports, but I hear it keeps escaping when they try to catch it. Just what is it?

Nanaki: Time to go, then.

Momiji: Hold on, everyone gather round. Let's review.

The press release from the other day was just an announcement aimed towards journalists. News for the general public will be published at a later date.

In particular, the matter of who we've appointed is top secret for the time being—

Akuta: …

Momiji: So you can't go telling anyone that you're Ward Mayors now, okay? Promise me.

Ushio: You don't have to drill it in so hard, we've got it.

Muneuji: It's important enough to confirm multiple times. —Understood, Chief.

Momiji: Ok! Let's reconvene in the clubroom after homeroom.

Kiroku: … We'll… get, going… then…

Nanaki: …See you later.

Akuta: Ah, conversation's over? 'Kay, I'll get—

Momiji: Ah, hold back a moment Akuta-kun!

Akuta: Yeah!? What's up?

Momiji: Just want to do a quick progress check! How's the concept coming along? Are you making progress?

Akuta: I mean, I am making progress, but it's not done yet. Anyway—

Honestly, I don't think there's any time for school, y'know…

Momiji: … I understand how it's going. It's alright, we can think about it together again later.

Akuta: …

Akuta: Good morning everyone!

Mornin'~ Okabe~

Okabe: Aah… morning.

Akuta: Mor~ning, Sasaki~

Sasaki: …

Akuta: …

(My classmates are basically i~ndifferent towards me.)

Hey hey! Did'ja see the news about the Ward Mayors?

Sasaki: You mean how they were chosen from Asu-High? An important role like that's gotta go to Rank Five students like Kuraku.

Akuta: (Their faces are screaming that they don't think I could do it.)

…

Well~ the truth is, I'm actually one of them~~~~!

Sasaki: Huh?

Akuta: (Ah, crap. I said it without thinking, even though I promised not to.)

(Ah, but getting fussed over might help me come up with something… probably!)

I kinda happen to be one of the Ward Mayors~

Sasaki: …Pfft… ahahaha ahaha! That joke's not even funny, coming from a Rank One~~~!

Okabe: Why would they pick YOU of all people! You damn bomber! Hahahahahaha!

Akuta: … You really gotta laugh so hard?

Classmate C: …Uum, sorry to interrupt. Isotake-kun.

Akuta: ? What?

Classmate C: There's someone waiting for you… in the hallway.

*door opens*

Akuta: Yo! Nanaki? Kiroku? Muneuji? Or, no way, is it Ushio—

Yumenosuke: Good morning, Isotake Akuta-kun.

Akuta: Huh! Who're you?

Yumenosuke: E-excuse me!? You don't know I, the Student Council President!? I'll have you know I frequently give speeches at school assemblies!

Akuta: Do you? I don't remember!

Yumenosuke: H-hmph, what can I expect from a Rank One. Well, whatever.

Apologies for calling you out so suddenly, but there's a matter I wish to discuss with you. Akuta-kun—

Though not officially announced yet, you are appointed as a Tourism Ward Mayor, aren't you.

Akuta: -— Why do you know that!?

(Wait, this means there's finally someone who's noticing me!)

Yumenosuke: Hahahaha… finding out this much is no trouble at all. Now then—

Just what kind of tour plan are you going with? I'll keep it between us, so you can tell me, can't you?

Akuta: Uh… it's kinda…

Yumenosuke: Based on your reaction, is it perhaps not going well? Even though the open days will be upon us soon?

Akuta: …

Yumenosuke: Ha ha ha ha! Don't look so despondent now!

If you tell a high schooler to suddenly come up with a business plan, it's only natural that it won't go well!

Particularly when that student is a below-average Rank One!

Akuta: … …

Yumenosuke: Well, I thought something like that would happen! I've just sent something to your school email address.

I apologise for my impertinent behaviour, but I believe it will help you out of this situation—I implore you to watch it.

Akuta: It'll help me?

Yumenosuke: Of course. —Oh my, would you look at the time! I must be off now!

I'm entrusted with many important roles, and so I'm very busy! Today I must stand before everyone at our full-school joint homeroom—

Akuta: Ah, 'kay…

Yumenosuke: Excuse me, then! Ha ha ha ha!

Akuta: …

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[egoriichi]

Enter?…

Hello !! Welcome to my introduction post !! ᨳ(੭ ˊᵕˋ)੭ I am fairly new 2 tumblr… so this intro will be a little messy (・・;

BASIC INFO

✧˖° My name is Mel and I am a MINOR

✧˖° I use any pronouns ,, tho she/her is preferred . I am bisexual & a cis female

✧˖° I am a comshipper/darkshipper (ﾟωﾟ；) As well as a selfshipper ! ^_^

✧˖° My blog will mostly be focused towards Genshin Impact But Black Butler & Hazbin Hotel will be mentioned time to time!

WHAT IS THIS BLOG ABOUT?

✧˖° in short: this blog is just my stupid little selfship thoughts/ideas.. & to perhaps collect a few friends on the way while I have this blog up ! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡

BYF !!

( A byf on a proshippers post … Surprising. )

✧˖° I make kys/kms jokes

✧˖° I make “ im gonna touch u “ jokes

✧˖° I have frequent mood swings , so I may be a bit mean at times .. (ᵕ—ᴗ—)

✧˖° Just in case if u didn’t see it earlier : I AM A COMSHIPPER!! so my blog may be a bit 𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂..

✧˖° I use kaomoji's a LOT. Like I mean A LOT A LOT

✧˖° I use caps a lot as well / keyboard spam a lot..

✧˖° I’m not very good at interacting due to anxiety ,, so if u want to be friends/talk pls dm me ! !

✧˖° I roleplay! (Not on here ofc,,,) so sometimes you will see me posting as my OC Naomi! (More on her below <3)

F/O’S

Romantic F/O's

✧˖° Husk (Hazbin Hotel)

✧˖° Sebastian Michaelis (Black Butler)

Family F/O

✧˖° Albedo (Genshin Impact) | ( Brother)

OC INFO

( Me Rn: 🤓☝️ )

✧˖° Name ; Naomi

✧˖° Age ; 12

✧˖° Pronouns ; She / Her

✧˖° Backstory ; Will be revealed when i have it figured out </3

✧˖° Appearance . . !

TAGS

✧˖° NaomisLife ( For When I post through Naomi )

✧˖° MelTalks ( Normal posting )

✧˖° MeltedThoughts ( Selfship thoughts ,, heh )

✧˖° MelAnswers ( if i ever get lucky enough for someone to press on my AMA !! )

✧˖° NaomiAnswers ( Same4Above but just in case it’s for Naomi ^_^ )

✧˖° HazbinThoughts

✧˖° GenshinThoughts

✧˖° ButlerThoughts

( ↑ posting about one of those fandoms )

I think that’s all ! If I ever think of more, I’ll make sure to add them . .

YOU MADE IT !!

Yay! Yippie! You have made it to the end of my introduction post , thank you SO much for reading through all of this. It took a BUNCHA time 😭

🍪 here’s a cookie n have a good day <3

[amatres]

also i keep trying to stick to the 'aurora doesn't rlly care about ppl beyond the ones she's attached to' but alas i dont think its working

[mossmx]

io ancora non capisco perchè Ama se un concorrente gli dice "fai questo" lo fa... quell'uomo sa che puo' dire di no o è troppo sottone per considerarlo??? 🤣

[cosmic-ships]

Thank you everyone for the showing of love and support <3 I wasn't expecting all of this in my inbox when I opened it, I felt it was easier to just group the support instead of individually replying to each one because they would all say the same thing.

I appreciate every single one of you immensely! <3 It really means a lot to know that I had a whole group of friends cheering me on despite where we may be in the world. Thank you so much for your kindness and support and just sticking with me through all my nervous rantings about the whole ordeal.. You guys are amazing and I love you all so much /pl

@dragonsmooch || @ama-ships || @kylars-princess

@deathnot-e || @juugahusband || @mauls-waifu

[evadingreallife]

Recap prima seconda terza quarta quinta serata:

• mi sono persa la banda che suonava rip

• morandi voleva suonare pure lui sta lì con la chitarra, l'anno prossimo propongo il fanta ma per i presentatori, voglio godere del panico conseguente

• elodie decide di far svenire tutt* causa nosebleeds stile anime con quel vestito signorina miss elodie darling what are you wearing and can we have gay sex i mean have gay sex i mean expl

• qualuno grida a elodie di sposarlo dalla platea e honestly mood

• straguzzo? What are the young kids up to these days? Ama imperterrito acconsente

• colla zio meglio? colla zio bravi? colla zio carucci?

• il vestito di mara sattei è un si per me

• tananai in direttissima dal (suo?) matrimonio col completo il fiore e tutto

• ferragni in her little blue dress & gold breastplate era with gold catenaccio incluso... im confused, what's not clicking?

• giorgia casts santino di ama e finalmente tira fuori la voce e ci ricorda di essere giorgia (i just had a totally unrelated war flashback bad phrasing bad phrasing ffff). Also, she was wearing a cotta di maglia (to defend her spot in the classifica? The hordes of frothing fans? Stuff)

• coladimasplash fantastici come al solito la frase delle seychelles suona come l'assolo di javert dei les mis this is the hill im willing to die on today

• diretta ig cringe ft. ferragni con yet another body shaped dress (?)

• a gino paoli non frega di cantare he came for the tea and that's what he wants to spill all over the stage LET THE MAN TALK AMA

• raga che dire, rosa chemical came here to slay e ci è riuscito. Not female presenting pierced nipples di fuori per il fanta, la canzone è un bop, è vestito da cameriere fetish ma who cares, siamo tutti collectively esplosi visto che

• LIMONE LIMONE SIGNORA IL LIMONEEE rosa chemical fa una lap dance a fedez in platea poi lo limona in maniera molto french live e lo rapisce portandolo sul palco a ballare, nel mentre fedez sorride e annuisce e chiara boh conta i follower da dietro le quinte i guess. Da due a tre il passo è breve e rosa ha deciso che volere è potere good for him

• achille lauro ha strappato la federa del divano dal cadavere dei potroneesofà guys e l'ha indossata per cantare wow

• ah no sono qui. Non si scappa dai poltroneesofà. Loro ti troveranno. Sempre.

• cmq achille e rosa separati uno al suzuki e l'altro all'ariston per non far scomunicare tutta la città causa orgia in diretta i guess dati i precedenti

• ciuri ribattezza achille cristina d'avena e chi può dargli torto quest'anno. Ciuri uno di noi se ci stai leggendo we love you ciuri💖

• cugini di campagna che vogliono rompere la barriera del suono con gli acuti cute e vestiti arcobbbaleno i approve

• parte cringissima della ferragni che invoca il nome dei meme invano e cerca di far entrare ama nel giro mostrandogliene due tre cringissimi di cui uno dal profilo insta di fedez pls stop. Stendiamo un velo pietoso e perdoniamo chi non sa di cosa parla

•mr rain si esibisce (con meno bambini del solito mi dicono?? Idk non so contare, were they disappeared? Did the poteri forti (amadeus) remove hostile entities (bimbi milanisti)? Thats sus)

• in questa notte di sole furore furore diventa decisamente on point per i limoni serali odierni oh how the tables turn

• a una certa ama ha fatto una diretta e uno da dietro faceva i segnali di fumo nei suoi 3 secondi di fama i stan

• levante normale direi (?)

• ornella vanoni wanders on stage. It's her time to sing. Maybe. She finishes. Delira. Says la gara mi fa morire. Amadeus le dà un mazzo di carciofi. Lei li conta e dice che alla rai sono tirchi. E i carciofi a Milano fanno schifo. I understood none of *gestures* this

• LDA embraces the glitter nel pigiamino look.

• someone walks on stage i do not know her she speaks in napoletano ama speaks in napoletano i have no idea what just happened but that dress tho 👀👀👀 respectfully🙌🏻

• ah la ferragni da un'oretta ha una collana a forma di utero? Tipo? D'oro placcato obv

• chiara ha l'ennesimo momento cringe e regala ad anna moglie di gianni la sua sciarpetta bianca patentata da meme con su scritto pensati divorziata buon matrimonio or something

• Olly in rapprensentanza formale del gesticolare compulsivo made in italy uno di noi

• addetto alle telecamere dell'ariston che deve pulirle dalla bava la saliva il rossetto il covid dopo ogni esibizione causa fantasanremo you have my thoughts my prayers and my sword

• i 31 articolano la canzone noo oerché mi tirate i pomodori faceva ridere nella mia testaa

• uhmmmm... will... ha cantato... *eyes slowly closing*

• leo alla riscossa (?), alla fine la canzone è carina e lui si fa valere. MA I BUCHI DIETRO ALLA GIACCA SONO PER I DUE CUORI?? SONO SEMPRE STATI LÌ ANCHE SE È LA PRIMA VOLTA CHE LI VEDO?? doctor who confirmed

• I used the ouija board as a JOKE why is anna oxa standing in my living room help me (ft. @sasukesexbomb). Anyways anna is sempre più sulla strada per diventare una sciamana maga magò una delle parche addetta al pianto greco ai funerali a questo punto i dont even know anymore

• OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD L'ULTIMO L'ULTIMO THIS IS ENDING I CANT BELIEVE IT anyways caruccia la canzone di sethu dai

• c c c c c lassifica del ca

• my worst nightmare: sanremo che ricomincia daccapo all'una e mezza di notte- ah no solo i top 5 in classifica

• che btw sono ultimo tananai mengoni lazza e mr rain

• obv io sono imparziale MA [REDACTED] NO DAI SU NON SI PUÒ SENTIRE *viene assassinata nel sonno dalle fan*

• 😴😴😴

• i bimbi di mr rain stanno a nanna PERCHÉ NOI DOVREMMO STARE QUI A VEDERE SANREMO ANCORA??? EH???

• no ma serio ama con la lettera di zelensky alle ore 2:13 di sabato sera? Uhhh guarda che stiamo tutti dormendo o quasi. Try again in prima serata next time.

• band ucraina? Ok. Magari coi sottotitoli era più d'impatto eh. Per dire. Un suggerimento. Visto che era, sai, in ucraino.

• una gioia BEN DUE GIOIE per i coladimasplash daje ve le meritate

• ULTIMO QUARTOO

• *gasps* mengoni primoo wow so unexpected much surprise

• no vabbe scherzi apparte sono ok con la classifica

• gianni che scopa un'ultima volta sul palco pun fully intended daje

Thank god siamo alla fine. Alright gays guys it's been real it's been fun it's been real fun ora tutti a ninne e ci si vede all'esc e/o l'anno prossimo direttamente. Notte a tutti ✨✨✨

[therealhypurrfinch]

attention all other lonely bitches

im so bored its crazy and i have nothing to do until 1am (its aboit 9 in my timezone rn) and im also on a break from irl stuff so if anyone wants to do literally anything dm me or ama me or anything pls yall im dying out here,

my interests include

GOOD pop punk/emo music (fob, -old- panic! etc)

anime (lucky star (IF UR A LUCKY STAR FAN ILYSM), bsd, tbhk and pls give me recszxjdndjjendj!!)

horse fables (a niche horse game i just started playing like two hours ago and am currently obsessed with!)

drawing/animation

coding (and by that i mean i know 0 code but signed up for a game making contest that means i need to make a over 10 minute long game in the next few months! god save me!)

writing!!! im always open to recs for fanfics, ill write litterally anything and im on a short break from school for a few days so if you want to talk or give me recs or draw or nerd out or anything my ama/dms are always open!! my pron. page and carrd r in my pinned post! tysm for reading!

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Babies ko,

Pajima - Yung mataba masungit selosa pero mabait parang si garfield na pusa ugali nya, napaka tamad at walang pake.

Robinot - payat kahit grabe kumain yan, napakakulit napakaingay, pero sobrang lambing , maka momma lagi nakasunod sakin nakatabi gang pagtulog.

Parehas sila anak ko, sa mga ex ko hhahaha , ung isa sa ex husband pajima , ung isa sa ex bf ko si robi name, kaya robinot ang pangalan ng baby ko,

Actually may nakakatawang kwento jan kay pajima , kasi sobrang love namin parehas yan ng x ko na turing namin talaga anak, kaya nung nakikipaghiwalay na ako sa kanya dahil nga sa paulit ulit na pambabae nya, wala na sya magawa para mapabago isip ko kaya nasabi nya nalang out of desperation

“ wag ka umalis pls. Nagmamakaawa ako sayo , paano na si pajima lalaki sya ng walang ama?”

After hearing it, kahit alam mo yung galit na galit ka na, pero muntikan ako matawa. Pero syempre nagawa kong pigilan habang umeexit dala dala ko si pajima na baby pa that time.

Both them save my life, mga time na wala ako kasama sa bahay tapos umaatake sakit ko sila ung humingi ng saklolo para sakin at the same time di sila umalis sa tabi ko.

Panong di sila magiging mas mahal ko kesa sa mga taong nagmahal sakin? Never nila ako pinagpalit o sinaktan.

Kung loyalty lang pag uusapan walang wala sa pursyento na binigay ng dalawa na toh sakin sa mga tao sa buhay ko. But it doesn’t mean I don’t trust anymore.

Alam ko lang at di na ako nagugulat kapag dumarating ang betrayal mula sa kanila. Sinet ko na sa mind ko yan para di na ganun kasakit

Thank God for my furbabies They are my heart ❤️