#Leo’s is Mamá

[crowsandturtlesandbatsohmy]

Project: Give the Rise Boys a Mom

basically I was minding my own business a while back when I got the idea to make an AU where the boys had a mom growing up as well as Splinter.

So I made an OC. Her name is Araminta, but she goes by Mint. She’s a curly-haired mouse and she’s the boys’ mom.

She has zero impact on the plot because we all know nothing can stop these boys from causing/getting into chaos. She’s just there to be a stable adult presence in their lives.

anyways here’s a couple snippets of her and the boys interacting.

————————————————- “Oh Mother Dearest! It is I, your favorite child.”

Mint looked up from her book. “Donnie, you know I don’t have favorites.”

Donnie pouted. “Funniest child?”

“Donnie.” Mint gave him a pointed look.

“Dejected sigh. Fine. It is I, Donatello, your not favorite child.” A pause, and Donnie’s eyes narrowed. “Who took my spot? Because if it was Leo he stole the last of the pudding cups and didn’t tell anyone.”

Mint rolled her eyes affectionately. “Did you need something Donniecule, or are you just digging for nonexistent clues about my nonexistent favorite child?”

“One day I shall prove you have a favorite and that said favorite is me, but alas, this is not a research visit.”

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“Oh Mamá!”

“Mom-Mom!”

Mint looked up from the pot of soup she was stirring as Leo and Mikey raced into the room.

“Mom-Mom, Leo and I had this idea—“

Leo clamped a hand over Mikey’s mouth. “I’m explaining it, I’m the face man and it was my idea!” He looked up at Mint. “So Mamá, I had this great idea— Yeuck!” Leo cut himself off and shook his hand, then wiped it off on Mikey’s shoulder. “Really? We’re that immature now?”

Mikey gave Leo a smug grin, then turned back to Mint. “As I was saying, we had this idea! There’s an abandoned skatepark on the outskirts of the city and there’s never anyone there!”

“Yeah, we’ve been staking the place out for like a month now and no one’s ever been there! So we were thinking, why not have a family picnic at the abandoned skate park? Then we can show off our moves and have dinner and be outside!”

Donnie, who had quietly been cutting vegetables the entire time, spoke up. “So that’s where you’ve been sneaking off to. Don’t think I haven’t noticed that you both disappear at the same time for roughly two hours every day.”

“Why didn’t you just use your trackers and figure it out?” Leo folded his arms across his chest. “Since we know you put them on us.”

“What? No! I most certainly did…n’t. Put trackers on you. That does not sound like something I would do.” He turned back to the carrots. “You must be mistaken.”

Mint shook her head in exasperation at the twins, then met Mikey’s gaze. “You’re sure there’s no one around?”

“Positive!”

“Did you check for cameras?”

Mikey and Leo grew silent and turned to look at each other.

“No,” Mikey said at last, turning back to Mint.

“I did.” 

All three of them turned to look at Donnie, who slid his precisely chopped carrots off the board and into a bowl of other carrot slices.

“Raph and I followed you there once. I made sure there weren’t any cameras. It’s safe.”

“Hey!” Leo pointed an accusing finger at Donnie. “Then what was that remark about finding out where we were going for?”

“Ensuring that you both know I was aware of your being gone the entire time. You’re not sneaky.”

“I don’t need to be sneaky to wipe that smug grin off your face!” Leo lunged towards Donnie.

Mint caught him with her tail. “Let’s not do that while Donnie’s holding a knife, hm?”

“Evil chuckle,” Donnie said quietly.

“Donnie, that does not mean you have permission to stab your brother.”

Donnie paused and cocked his head, metaphorical gears turning. “Which one?”

“Any of them.”

Donnie’s sharpie eyebrows drew together and he stuck his tongue out in disappointment as he turned back to the carrots.

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So that’s Mint :) I might drop some more snippets featuring her every once in a while.

[seddenostalgia]

una hija de messi podría acabar con el machismo de los ~hombres~ en el país

[date-prisa-estamos-leyendo]

Mi primer luto fue el de la niña dependiente que pierde a su mamá, que se queda sin sus cuidados. Hoy vivo el de la adulta que pierde a una madre que ya no podía cuidarla, que ya no podía salvarla.

Lo que hay, Sara Torres.

[sweetsweethate]

i can't explain how sad i felt when i read the lost hero

[prettygirlgerard]

holaa, te vi reblogueando lo de jorge quiere ser hardcore, deberias ver el video, da mucha risa, el programa se llamaba "el diario de eva" y el formato era parecido al de The Jenny Jones Show, solo que con subculturas chilenas de los 2000s.

La mayoria de los capitulos ahora son lost media pero algunos se salvaron y estan en youtube, ademas puedes ver como era la subcultura latina de la epoca!!

https://youtu.be/jk5XFELRNm8

oooh esto es muy interesante grx 🫶🏽🫶🏽

[amirasainz]

Can you write about her and the grid couple and her family dynamics like in details with each couple and family member?

Hi love! Sorry it took me so long. I hope this is what you were searching for! @zahwoka My request are always open. Feedback is welcome. -XoXo

Baby!Sainz Relationships

Carlos Sainz Sr. and Reyes Vázquez de Castro -I think there's not much to say here -the two of them were more than joyed to have another baby -she definitely has her Papá wrapped around her finger -so that means that her Mamá has to be the bad cop -they are quite protective of her -i mean, no parent wants to let their youngest daughter fly to Colombia alone and stay there for nearly one year (for Narcos) -they were always very supportive of her career -all in all they are the best parents she could ask for

Ana and Blanca Sainz -YAY -another sister -when i tell you, those two acted like she was a doll -Amira always goes to them when she has boy problems -they are definitely the type of sisters to color each others nails,do their Make-Up together,… -when they were kids, they always forced Carlos to play Barbie with them -ALWAYS -they always criticize each other -but if someone else dares to: you're never seen again -when they are older, they will live pretty close -they also never know who has whose clothes -they also encourage Amira to embrace her beauty and attention she receives -which only gives Carlos more gray hair (Senior and Junior) -they are Amiras safe space -all in all they are like the Spanish Power-Puff-Girls

Carlos Sainz -Carlitos -poor little Carlitos -during his younger years he is so busy chasing away the boys -now it's the same thing, just that the boys became men -is a really protective brother -he was NOT happy when Amira went to Colombia -will buy her anything -"do you like the new Dior dress, hermanita? Let me get it for" -visits her quite often unexpected -he aged at least 20 years when his sister decided to wear crop tops -hates to leave her alone -it feels like he is dying -was very happy when she decided to attend his races -but he forgot about the drivers (and their girlfriends) -look it's not his fault that non of them are good enough for his darling sister -Carlos is her protector and always will be -a big spider in the room? Bring me a tissue hermanita -a scary thunderstorm? He will hug her the whole time -he will always be there for her

Baby!Sainz isn't in a relationship with any of them, even though it may seem like that (But we all now she isn't the brightest out there)

Max Verstappen and Kelly Piquet -for some reason they give me older couple x younger babygirl vibes -I mean there are not THAT old, but they kind of act like it -Max and Kelly are more mature than others (I mean, they do have Penelope) -so they would kind of treat her like an innocent babygirl -and they love it -"Don't worry Schatje, me and Kelly will do everything. You just sit here and look pretty" -Max is protective of her, but me thinks Kelly is a bit more -she doesn't like when guys are near her -she would sometimes pick clothes for her to wear -protective waist holding -they surely took her and P to a lot of ski trips -and Penelope? she adores Amira -I think if they would ever manage to get together with her, she would get babied a lot (but not in a weird way)

Charles Leclerc and Alexandra Saint Mleux -Cottage Core Vibes -they are the definition of privat but not secret -i think they tease the internet the whole time with quite strange pictures -for example: Charles post a picture of Leo with clearly two women there -or Alex posting a mirror picture with Baby!Sainz in the background, in their bedroom -they are unsurprisingly very affectionately -words of assurance are a daily thing -always calling her jolie fille, petite fleur or dove -Alex and her would be all matchy-matchy when it comes to nails, shoes, clothes… -if Alex is wearing a white dress and Baby!Sainz a black one, be sure to expect Charles to wear a black jeans with a white shirt -they would spend the summer-break with her on the yacht -would treat her like a princess -Charles would write a song for her, of course -the prince of Monaco and his two princesses

Pierre Gasly and Francisca Gomes -Ok it might only be me that thinks like that but hear me out -I feel like Pierre and Kika a very possessive of her -no doubt they already manipulated her to spend more time with them -of course she wouldn't find out -if they are sitting somewhere, Pierre will have a hand on her thigh and Kika would play with her hair -and Amira would only be like: Oh physical touch is their love language -would tease her with their touches -when Kika buys her a necklace and puts it on her in front of a mirror while babygirl holds her hair up, she will definitely kiss her from the shoulder to her neck -or when Pierre helps her take of her heels, be sure to expect his hand to lightly touch her thigh -we all know how much PDA those two like -they will not hesitate to do the same with her -in the club, when they are dancing, she will be in the middle -the hands will roam each other and….. -well babygirl surly isn't the smartest one out there -they will be possessive till the end of the world

Daniel Ricciardo and Heidi Berger -the fun couple -they call her Roo, because she is their very own Kangaroo -if Baby!Sainz ever seeks an adventure, she knows where she has to go -they would take her on late night drives -she wants McDonalds at 3am? No problem, let us grab our shoes -during the Australia GP she is certainly staying with them -they teach her how to surf and take her to the Australian Zoo -Of course, Babygirl has to sleep in their rooms -what if a big bad spider is in her bed? -or a snake that wants to bite her? -only Heidi and Daniel can protect her -when they have a bond fire, Heidi will brush her hair and Daniel will take a hundred of pictures -and if she falls asleep on Heidis lap while Daniel plays the guitar, that's no-ones business but their own

George Russell and Carmen Mundt -Old money vibes -they are without a doubt the couple that always celebrates each others accomplishments -George likes to show the two of them of -I mean, who wouldn't like to have those two by their side -they will take her anywhere -a family feast? Ohh honey, you have to meet my grandma -a Tommy Hilfiger shoot? Honey the always need more models -a vacation in Spain? Honey, you know George will get a sunburn without us -what really makes her heart race is when she is talking and they give her 100% of their attention -she is actually always happy when George is shirtless -for example: the Watermelon picture (fr that was freaking hot) -their will always leave space in the middle for her -I think, they are quite protective

Oscar Piastri and Lily Zneimer -they give me the quite kind of love -shared glances -fleeting touches -i feel like they were quite shy with each other the first time they met -over time, they opened up more to each-other -now they will have a monthly movie night -her head on Lily's lap -her feet on Oscar's lap -they have insider jokes with each other -if Baby!Sainz ever needs quite time, they are the perfect couple for that -I imagine long walks on the beach during the sunset -sharing the same blanket and watching the sky

Alex Albon and Lily Muni He -like Pierre and Kika I think the are quite possessiv as well -They would certainly be the funny couple as well -but I think that they sometimes get quite jealous as well -they will post her often on Instagram -include her in all the fun activity's -however, if they think she spends to much time with someone unimportant, they always have a reason to get her away -"Oh my god, love! I have to show you this new bag i got you. It's blue and small and-oh hi George- and has a bit glitter on it and…." -as I said -possessive -they would be the couple to cuddle her when she's sick -play with her fingers during a conversation -make her look at them with a hand under her chin

Extra: Rebecca Donaldson -she is like a third sister to Amira -always goes shopping with her -which doesn't make Carlos happy -they are the types to read the Vogue together and watch the Met Gala with each-other -Mira and Becca are a dream team -me thinks they have the quite kind of friendship -the giving advice to each-other and are complete honest -Carlos is happy that they get along amazingly, but what do you mean his sister is here to visit Rebecca and not him??????

Lewis Hamilton -let's be honest -we all have an older man crush -and hers is 100% Sir Hamilton -I mean, look at those hands -look at his tattoos -is the type to buy dresses for her -when she wants to go out, "here baby, use my credit card" -he can make her blush and giggle like a school girl -he would definitely be the soft but dominate partner -with him, she truly is babygirl -would buy the world for her -(Am I listening to Older by Isabel LaRosa? Yes!)

Lando Norris -oh boy -on one hand Lando would feel very guilty -it is his best friends littles sister after all -but the heart wants what it wants -and his wants Amira Sainz -at first Lando would be kind of like a dork -trying to make her laugh all the time -taking her to go karting together -meeting his friends -but over time Lando would become more bolder -the hugs would linger -he would stare more -and the nicknames would include a my -"What did you do today, MY pretty girl?" -"MY darling, aren't you a sight fore sore eyes" -if she ever starts doubting herself, he will be the first one to stop her -would have one of her necklaces around his neck all the time -he would use stupid excuses to spend time with her -"my girl, can you help me with my curls again?" -he might have been Lando Norizz a long time ago -but now he's full of Rizz (?)

[elioisrighthere]

AU it’s Percy’s birthday, everyone is there, Jason is alive, and Leo can’t stop staring at him. Sally Jackson notices and pulls Leo aside to have a comforting talk.

“Leo, will you help me in the kitchen?” Mrs. Jackson asked. Leo, who was watching as Jason laughed at something Hazel said, forced himself to pull his eyes away.

“Of course!” he exclaimed and quickly went over to her. The two of them walked into the kitchen and Leo, who loved being in any kitchen, grew excited. “What do you need, Mrs. Jackson?”

“I’ve told you, Leo, calling me Sally is perfectly fine.”

Leo grinned sheepishly.

“I wanted to you about something that’s been on my mind,” she continued. “And I don’t want to make you uncomfortable either.”

“I doubt you could,” Leo assured. He hadn’t admitted to anyone, but Mrs. Jackson was someone Leo grew attached to. Being in multiple foster homes where the mother figures weren’t reliable or supportive, meeting Mrs. Jackson who welcomed Leo with open arms (literally) had been unbelievable.

She had the ability to get Leo to open up when no else could. It sometimes scared him when he found himself being honest about his feelings to her. But he knew he wasn’t being judged. Not in the slightest.

“You and Jason are close, aren’t you?”

Leo could feel his face heat up. “Yeah?” He gazed away, suddenly more interested in the ceiling than Mrs. Jackson.

The topic of Jason was a major no. Leo was well aware of his feelings towards his best friend. It pained him every time he thought of it. It wasn’t fair his heart yearned for someone who he knew he could never have.

He wished Jason was a girl. It’d be easier to accept his feelings toward him. Being in love with the person you care for the most is one thing. Them being a the same gender as you makes it worse.

“Leo, you’re not the best at hiding your feelings,” she said softly.

He tried to laugh it off. “I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

“Leo,” she said sternly, but with a comforting smile on her face. “There’s no point in lying to me.”

“Mrs. Jackson, I seriously don’t know what you’re talking about—“

“Not everyone in your life has been kind to you, Leo.” Her smile turned into one filled with sympathy. “But you have people who will accept you now.”

“I…” Leo felt lost for words. It took him a moment to asked in a whisper, “how could you be okay with what I am?”

“It’s not what you are. It’s who you are.” She pulled him into an unexpected hug. Leo immediately melted in it. “I’m not a monster.”

Leo burried his face in her chest and took a deep breath. “I love him.”

“I know you do, honey.” Her hand rested in his hair and it made Leo remember his mamá doing the same thing. “It’ll be okay.”

[midwesternvibes]

Time for more Seperated Leo Human AU! (I really need a name good lord-)

As promised, we now get to look into Leon's lore! He's a funky little guy, and shockingly well adjusted!

Lore drop under the cut!

His full name is Leonardo Tomás Esposito, and he is quite proud of it! He picked it out himself when he was about 10 years old, and he's happy to say that he still loves it to this day! (Fun fact: all of the names have double meanings to them hehe)

But anyways, his Mamà is in fact, NOT Big Mama (but it was a solid guess!), her name is actually Mia Esposito! (+10 Fandom points to anyone who can guess her full first name) She is a full time nurse and used to travel around the several NYC hospitals as an on-call nurse, but once Leon was born she stuck her roots down to one and has been there ever since!

She's actually an incredibly interesting character (with her very own arc!) with a lot of depth and meaning. She grew up with her Puerto Rican mother and Italian father, but after a series of misfortunes and despair, she ended up immigrating to NYC to start a new life for herself. About 10 years later she began raising a baby all on her own as a single immigrant mother in New York City (Sound familiar?). Whenever Leon asks about his father she tells him that she doesn't remember his Papá, only that he had the same almond-shaped brown eyes as her baby boy....

But ultimately she doesn't remember him hahaha maybe Leon should stop asking questions and get back to studying!

(Leon knows that she's hiding something, but ultimately he doesn't care about his father that much, he just assumes that he did something to hurt his Mamá and wants nothing to do with the man at all)

Leon and his Mamá are very close, they're very similar to Percy and Sally Jackson from the PJO series, and they would definitely fight God for each other.

Leon was raised very much with the mentality of "It takes a village" and has many aunts and uncles and relatives in the hospital staff that he considers family. Mia couldn't really afford childcare as Leon grew up, as it often came down to food or rent for the month. The hospital staff saw this and absolutely adored little baby Esposito, so they were more than happy to raise him alongside their own children. Mia owes her life to this staff and considers them her family through and through.

As he grew up, Leon saw all his favorite people as nurses and doctors and considered each and every one of them heros. He decided very early on that he wanted to be a doctor when he grew up, and after a terrible injury when he was 14 it cemented the fact that he wanted to be a pediatric surgeon, to help kids just like him.

But the issue is, Leon and Mia definitely do not have enough to cover medical school for Leon on a single nurse's income, even with all the jobs that Mia and Leon have taken over the years. That's why Leon NEEDS the athletic and valedictorian scholarship, without it he won't be able to achieve his dream. The only thing standing in his way is.....

THE HAMATOS

(Except Michael, he's a gift)

Leon is willing to do ANYTHING to get those scholarships, but his Mamá always reminds him that the Hamatos might need it just as badly as he does, and that's about all that's keeping him from REALLY doing anything to hurt/sabotage them. His Mamá has instilled a really strict moral code into his psyche and he won't actually do anything to them, he just....really wants to give his Mamá a better life, one she deserves.

Although, he is kinda curious as to why the Hamato brothers have the same eyes as him......

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Whew! That was pretty much just a really intense ramble, sorry there was no actual structure to that, I just really wanted to talk about my Leon lore! Props to anyone who figures out the significance of all the names, and to clear up any confusion, Mia is Half Puerto Rican, half Italian, and Leon is 1/4 Puerto Rican, 1/4 Italian, and 1/2 Japanese (but shhh he doesn't know that yet) and obviously he's got that amazing vitiligo (shout out to anyone and everyone with vitiligo, y'all are amazing and beautiful)

Thanks for reading my lore dump, see ya next time for..... huh idk yet, vote ig

See ya next time!

[wol-fica]

-𝐖𝐨𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐞?- 𝐏𝐓𝟐

pairings - wenclair x neglected!daughter!reader

summary - you were born into a family of freaks, and that was the norm for you. but slowly, your interest in your family diminished due to lack of attention towards you. how will you cope?

warnings - none

an - part two for those who were waiting!!

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“So wait, you saw Goody? Our grandmother?”

You sighed in annoyance at your brother's tone, your head hanging low as he rambled on about the events that occurred in the café minutes ago. Luka and his friends had watched you bump into a jockey werewolf and then when you apparently fainted; their first reaction was to grab you and bring you to the infirmary, now here you were.

“I already told you.” You said, sipping a cup of water while you flipped through the spell book lazily, “I blacked out, an old house appeared, I saw Goody, and then I woke up here.”

“That sounds familiar…” Luka inquired slowly, gauging your reaction.

Your head turned to him, a murderous glow in your eyes as you glared harshly. You sat up carefully, staring him into a cowered sitting position.

“I am not having visions, I refuse to accept that.” You growled before standing up sharply and walking out of the blaring-white room.

You stormed down the hallway, ignoring Luka’s protests as he jogged behind you. Your mind was racing a mile a minute at the possibilities of you now figuring out that you have visionary powers which were probably inherited from your dear mother; that disgusted you.

“Mamá es va a averiguarla!” Luka said, getting in front of you to stop you from walking away, “Ella no es tonto.”

“Si, ella no es tonto.” You replied, yanking your belongings out of his hands, “Pero tú no decir nada.”

Luka stared at you, almost as a silent game to see if he would actually say something or not. Black eyes challenged bright blue, the quiet contest becoming tedious for both of you as people passed with confused looks on their faces.

Eventually you caved in, looking away with a slump of your shoulders. You couldn’t argue with Luka, he would always wiggle his way to winning any fight, and he would always gloat about it to his friends when you were both younger.

“Luka.” You sighed, slinging your bag over your shoulder and turning your head back up to his gaze, “Please, don’t tell them.”

“Why though?” He pressed, leaning down so he could speak quietly, “You need help.”

“I don’t need anything.” You snarled as you pushed past him, “You need to let me go back to my room.”

“Y/N I know those visions hurt.” Luka tried again, following you up the stairs and towards your dorm room.

You muttered an insult under your breath, swearing to whatever higher power above that you would curse Luka into his early grave for being so persistent with you. His rambling became background noise in your ears as you moved around your room, setting your stuff down and safely tucking the book back under your pillow before stopping to angrily turn back to your brother.

“Listen,” You said, crossing your arms in front of your chest to appear bigger, “These visions, the voices; they are my problem.”

Luka opened his mouth to speak but you shushed him with a hand to say that you weren’t finished.

“You will keep quiet, you won’t tell anybody about the things that are happening to me. Our mothers are busy enough with Louis and Leo AND with planning for parents' weekend in a few days; they don’t need more stress.”

Luka’s eyebrows furrowed, his face scrunching in confusion.

“Y/N, you aren’t a stresser for them.” He said softly, reaching out to put his hands on your shoulders, “They love you.”

“They don’t act like it.” You snapped, shrugging him off and looking away in embarrassment.

To be truthful, you felt very neglected within your family. Between you and your three other siblings, you were seen as the least favorite. Luka, Louis, AND Leo all successfully wolfed out when Luka was 10 and the twins were 7, which prompted a celebration with your large family circle. Everyone came from both sides to congratulate the three of them with gifts and music and dancing. 

Unfortunately for you, barely anyone paid you any attention. The most that anyone said to you was “are you next to wolf out?” or “i’m sorry you didn’t catch up with your brothers” and even “maybe you are defected!”

Emotional demonstration wasn’t your strong point, but when those phrases were said to you, well it hurt. You wanted so badly to fit into the little werewolf circle that was in your home, but you never got the pleasure of getting that trait from your mom. 

Instead you were left with voices in your head and absolutely no special abilities at all. You younger brothers, bless them, would always rub it in that you were quote on quote “defective” and would constantly pick on you for not having the wolfish attributes that they possessed. 

“You don’t know what it’s like.” You started, stepping away from Luka to pace around your room, “I have to wake up everyday to feel like I’m nothing.”

“But you are something!” Luka said, reaching out to grab your hand, “You’re my twin sister-.”

Your eyes went wide and rolled, your head flying backwards at his touch. A loud bell chime again, ringing in your ear as it drowned out all comprehension of the real world. 

Flashes occurred, pictures caught in time as people laughed and talked, then screamed. There was fire, pooling and lapping up at peoples legs as they ran in fear, and at the center of the chaos was…

You. 

What was happening to you?

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[fbfh]

Leo Valdez being Leo Valdez and saying stuff in Spanish. That's it. That's what I need in my life, y'know..... :)

mmmm. delicious way to start off my 22nd year of life. thank you for this one babes.

Leo just... has that flavor yk. he will not hesitate to make you flustered or go uohouoh little comment. quippy one liners and banter are his specialty. so when this boy starts talking all sexy in spanish?????? OOF. it doesn't matter if what he's saying is inherantly sexy or not, bc every time he speaks spanish at all your brain implodes. as it fucking should. I am still searching high and low for a voice claim for Leo so lmk if yall have any good ones but I imagine it sounds kinda like this. it's usually when he's on the phone with his mom or some friends or extended family yk. just quick catch up calls or coordinating dinners and weekend plans, but GOD does it send you into a feral tizzy. especially first thing in the morning?? you wake up and Leo's not lying on top of you or spooning you like usual, so you find him all sleepy and messy in the kitchen only wearing a pair of gray sweats as he makes coffee for you both and tries to wake up. He's talking to his mom about the three of you having brunch this weekend, catching up with her, talking about you.

"Sí, podemos encontrarnos como a las 11:30. Sí, eso suena bien. Lo sé, ellos también están muy emocionados de verte." his voice is all sleepy and morning-y and you're fucking transfixed by him. he chuckles and blushes. "Mamá… sí. Sí. Bueno lo haré. Oh, ahora están despiertos. Me tengo que ir, hablo contigo pronto. Te amo adiós."

god as if you couldn't love him any fucking more. sometimes when you can't sleep he'll rub your back or play with your hair and just talk to you in spanish. it's so relaxing and it is hands down the best way to fall asleep. when you have kids down the line, it's the only thing that gets them to sleep too. that and hotel room service by pitbull.

[fire-boy-official]

 ¡BUENOS DIAS MI AMIGOS!

Hi I’m Leo Valdez! I’m considered the “hot one” (pun intended) of the 7!

Name: Leo Valdez

Age: 15-16 I can’t remember right now

Birthday: July 7th

Pronouns: He/he! Just kidding, it’s he/him

Sexuality: Bi 💖💜💙

Cabin: Cabin 9, Hephaestus (the best cabin fr)

Taken, single, or other: Taken by the lovely S- I mean Sk! (I know her real name heheheh) (@daonedaonlyskh)

Mortal parent: Mi mamá @esperanza-valdez-official

People you know:

Hazel (@gemstonequeen)

Nico (@king-of-the-ghosts)

Annabeth (@wise-girltm)

Will (@sunshine-and-socialanxiety)

Percy (@totally-percy-jackson)

Thalia (@jasons-amazing-sister)

Jason (@jason-the-kabob)

Piper (@miss-beauty-queen)

Calypso (@fucking-alone-for-an-eternity)

Frank (@iguanaurwayoutofhandcuffs)

Grover (@goat-boy-underwood)

Clarisse (@official-drakon-slayer)

Zoe (@i-can-see-stars-again)

Silena (@silenasblogies)

Reyna (@reyna-dontcallmerara)

Bianca (@not-so-dead-sister)

Kayla (@bestdemigodarcherever)

Katie (@kit-kat-flowers)

Lester apollo (@ex-god-apollo)

Hades (@yes-im-hades)

Aphrodite (@yes-im-aphrodite)

Zeus (ಠ_ಠ🖕) (@by-the-decree-of-my-crown)

Artemis (@my-sisters-and-the-moon)

Naomi Solace (@best-country-singer)

and obviously Sk

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[solarisol]

Ok I just need everyone to know, as a third gen Mexican-American, Leo Valdez does not speak Spanish.

He is fourth (probably more) gen and lost his mother at a young age. You think this kid speaks Spanish??? When it comes to languages, if you don’t use it you lose it (side eyes Nico’s ability to speak Italian) and Leo was tossed from foster home to foster home, most of which, if not all, likely didn’t speak Spanish. Even before that, could his mom speak Spanish? She was a third gen (if not more) like me and seemed to speak pretty good English. She probably spoke Spanish too (I hope) and used both with Leo.

So: Leo knows terms of endearment for a child. He might know how to count up to 5 or maybe 10. He definitely knows at least one swear word. He knows titles (uncle/aunt obviously, Mr/Mrs too, probably). He knows some household items and the names of other everyday things. He seems to have been able to hold onto most of his memories of his childhood before the foster homes which is why I think he knows counting and everyday things, because that’s probably what his mamá taught him. Now, this is aaalll assuming Leo’s mom knew Spanish. It’s possible she only knew the bare minimum. I like to think she knew enough to hold a conversation, if not more because of how her grandfather (Sammy) talked. But it’s also possible she knew very little Spanish.

Now, a little disclaimer: I was not taught Spanish as a child. I had to learn it in school. Do I resent that? Yes, absolutely. That’s why I say I hope Esperanza knew how to speak Spanish (Jesus Christ it took me an entire rant to remember her name) and why I like to think Leo could maybe hold an extremely simple conversation in Spanish. His grammar would probably be shit and there’s definitely a lot of Spanglish thrown in there but he could get by. Maybe. If he doesn’t have anxiety about messing up like I do. Anyways, I’m also only a quarter Mexican so maintaining the cultural stuff was a little hard - meaning, I’m culturally American. And that’s the vibe I get from Leo. He gives very strong Americanized vibes and with Americanization comes no sabo.

However! I like to think that once Leo has a stable place to call home, he starts trying to learn more Spanish. At first as a way to connect with his mom and her culture, and then just cause it’s useful.

[holygrailimagines]

Christmas

Summary: Christmas with Leo, reader, and their children

To say you both love Christmas is an understatement. You love spending such a special holiday with your three, beautiful children. Your oldest daughter is seven, and you love that she is basically your mini me. Messi would always joke and say how you were in printer mode when you were pregnant with her. Your middle child was five and he was Messi’s clone, from his features to his love of football. And of course, your youngest two-year-old son was a perfect mixture of the both of you. 

As soon as Halloween is over, Messi puts up all the outdoor decorations with the boys while you and your girl adorn the inside. The one thing you make sure you all do together is put up the Christmas tree. Your favorite part was watching your beloved husband pick up your youngest. Your baby boy had the important job of placing the star on the Christmas tree. Everytime he did it, you would always have to hold back tears. 

“Feliz Navidad!” Your small family cheered as the clock struck twelve. Christmas Eve had finally transitioned into Christmas day. You and your husband exchanged a quick but passionate kiss as you embraced one another. 

“Te amo,” He whispers in your ear before turning to hug your children. You all took turns hugging one another, the Christmas ambiance filling the air. 

“We can open our presents now!” Your daughter exclaimed, holding her hands to her chest as she jumped up and down. Your boys cheered with her, excited to finally open up the mysterious gifts under the tree. You and your husband smiled at each other, also excited to see their cute little faces light up. 

“Ok mis amores, siéntense.” (Sit down) Your husband gently instructs the children as the whole family gathers around the Christmas tree. Each child sits, waiting patiently to receive the gifts they so desperately want to rip open. Your husband gives each child their assigned gifts. You watch as they go feral, wrapping paper littering the floor in seconds. Instantaneously, your children’s faces are covered with the biggest smiles. They run up to you both, almost knocking you over on the floor. They kiss your faces and all you can hear is their little voices synchronizing, 

“¡Gracias mamá, gracias papá!” 

“Now, it's our turn,” your five year old reminds you. Very recently, your two oldest children wanted some extra cash to give you guys some gifts. Both you and Messi were flattered, but it was a wonderful reminder that you were doing an amazing job raising your children. “We really hope you like it.” Your daughter chimes in. 

“Of course bebe, we will love whatever it is.” You encourage them, wondering what they could have possibly gotten you. Messi agrees, kissing you on the cheek. They pass the gifts to you and your husband. You look at the messily wrapped gift, heart already melting as you see Para: Mama (For:mom) written in their shaky handwriting. You open it carefully and smile widely, you pull out a heart locket necklace. You open it up and your tears well up in your eyes when you see a picture of yourself and your husband on the left side, and a picture of your children on the right. You hold it up to your heart, you turn to your husband and watch as he also becomes emotional. He has the exact same necklace. You and him hug your children, and thank them for this amazing gift. 

Finally, after putting the children to bed, you and Leo get ready for bed. You both sat on the edge of the bed, your present for him on your lap and his present for you behind his back. You guys loved to exchange your gifts in private, only because Messi sometimes likes to get cheeky with his gifts. Last year, he gifted you your favorite lingerie set.

You gave yours to his, heart racing as he slowly removed each tape piece and painfully unraveled the wrapping paper. 

“Amor, por favor.” You plead as he was taking his sweet time torturing you and your anticipation. He chuckled, finally ripping the gift open. He gasped, “Mi reina, this is perfect. I love it!” He says, holding up his new pair of cleats. You smiled, mentally patting yourself on the back. He leaned in, holding your jaw as he kissed you deeply. 

“My turn,” he says, pulling a small envelope from behind his back. You furrowed your eyebrows, unsure of what it could possibly be. You were so glad you didn’t have to question for long. Like your children, you ripped the gift open and were confused to see two slips of paper. But after reading the printed information on them, you realized that Leo had booked your dream vacation. You engulfed him in a hug, returning the deep and passionate kiss. You felt the kiss escalate quickly, he pulled away and asked, “You still have that lingerie set?”

Merry Christmas, I know it's like a day later. Also, Happy Holidays to those who don't celebrate Christmas!!

[pamela-lntt]

Rediseño de los huevitos !! | Redesign of the eggs !!

Me uní al grupito de dibujarlos más humanoides xd | Joined the drawing them as humans gang xd

Like my art? Consider buying me a coffee! Te gusta mi arte? Considera comprarme un cafe!

My thought process / Mi explicación de los diseños:

Overall / En General:

I still wanted to keep the whole idea of them actually being dragons so I kept their dragon features, but I made the end of their dragon features a dark purple because i have this little theory that their dragon mom is the Ender Dragon

I also tried to base their colors on their parents, especially on their clothing, hair, and eyes

finally, I drew Chayanne and Tallulah with similar features because I see them as Cuates (siblings who were born in different times but look alike) and I made Leo, Ramón, and Dapper look similar face features and skintone wise because of them being Triplets

A few of my design choices are actually based on other designs of the eggs I saw around the internet that I really liked, like Pomme's heterochromia, Richarlyson's hairstyle (although I changed his hair texture), and Ramón's skin color (which also influenced Leo and Dapper's)

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Aún quería quedarme con la idea de que son dragones-dragones entonces les dejé las características de dragón que tenían antes, aparte de hacer que esas características tuvieran de color un morado oscuro porque yo tengo la teoría de que su mamá dragona es el Enderdragón

También intenté basar sus colores en los de sus padres, especialmente en su ropa, pelo y ojos

Finalmente, dibujé a Chayanne y Tallulah con ciertos rasgos similares porque los veo como Cuates e hice a Leo, Ramón y Dapper tener muchísimos más rasgos similares porque son Trillizos

Unos cuantos de mis decisiones de diseño están basadas en otros diseños de los huevitos que vi por allí en el internet que me gustaron mucho, como la heterocromía de Pomme, el peinado de Richarlyson (aunque le cambié la textura de su pelo), y el color de piel de Ramón (que también influyó el de Leo y Dapper)

Gegg:

In my mind, Gegg is almost completely slime... and Slime himself has the ability to even deform his human-looking half. The many bandages is to keep his form because he is a little too gooey to keep it intact without any help. He's also very dirty because of the slime hhahah

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En mi mente, Gegg es casi completamente slime (sabes no sé si hay una palabra en español específicamente para esto... y la wiki de Minecraft no ayuda xd)... y el mismo Slime tiene la habilidad de deformar su mitad humana. Todos los vendajes son para mantener su forma, ya que, es demasiado limoso para mantener su forma intacta sin ninguna ayuda externa. También está muy sucio por el mismo slime jajaja

[inspiredwriter]

*otra noche en la pizeria*

Leonardo :*sale del necesario* chicos ya están listo los preparativos de la fiesta ☺️😁🎉🎊🎈

Donatello :*pone la serpentinas en las paredes* Sí hermano ya terminé de colocar todas las serpentinas y los globos 😊😃👍🎊🎈

Rafael :*sale de pirate's cove* ya hice los regalos para los niños mi capitán 😄😉🎁🏴‍☠️

Leonardo : muy bien en dónde está Mikey con los bocadillos😕🤨🧁🍕

Miguel Angel :*sale de la cocina* aquí estoy Amigo ya preparé los pastelitos 😀☺️🧁*pone los pastelitos en la mesa*la pizza estará lista en un minuto Anastasia lo traerá por mí😁😏🍕💕💗

Leonardo :*mira por la ventana*Eso es bueno ya falta poco que Stefany traiga a Leidy y a Yoshi en la pizeria 😃☺️👧🧑✨

Rafael : ya lo sabemos Leo sabemos que ellos no cumplen años 🤨🤔🎂

Leonardo :*se sonroja* lo sé es que será una fiesta en bienvenida a nuestros nuevos hijos😄😊👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 porque estoy sorprendido que seré padre☺️😙💖💕

Donatello :*toca a Leo del onbro* tranquilo Leo sé que estás emocionado de verlos nos dijiste que Stefany llevo a los niños al orfanato para recibir el papeleo de adopción 😃😉🏫📝 y seguro que lo van a traer en la noche😊😄🌃

Miguel Angel : claro hermano ya van a traernos en la pizzería y estará muy felices de ver a su papá Leo 😁😏👨‍👧‍👦✨

Anastasia :*sale de la cocina* chicos la pizza está lista para la fiesta de bienvenida 😄🙂🍕🎊🎉🎈*pone la pizza en la mesa* mi príncipe podemos hacer otra fiesta Cuando podemos tener nuestros propios hijos🥺🥰👧🧑

Miguel Angel :*se acerca a Anastasia y la abraza*claro mi princesa hermosa haremos otra fiesta Cuando adoptes a tres niños Sería lindo🤗😏👧🧑🧑🎊💞❣️💗

Rafael :*mira por la ventana* Mi capitán Stefany ya viene con los niños 🙂😉👩‍👧‍👦 iré a traer los regalos😁☺️🏃‍♂️🎁*en su ve a pirate's cove*

Leonardo : En serio estoy emocionado de ver a mis nuevos hijos otra vez 😃🤩✨(pensamientos💭) Espero que mis hijos les gustarán los peluches qué les hice🤔☺️🧸🎁*sube el escenario y Saca los peluches*Anastasia, rápido apaga las luces es una sorpresa😊🤫💡

Anastasia : entendido Leonardo Fazber 😁😉*apaga las luces de la pizzería*

Stefany, Leidy y Yoshi :*entra la pizzería tomando de la mano*

Stefany : muy bien mis adorable bebes ya volvimos a la pizzería para que su padre los vea ☺️🥰(pensamientos💭) Supongo que ya terminaron hacer la fiesta de bienvenida que apagado las luces para una sorpresa 😏🤭🎊🎈

Yoshi : Sí, mami estoy tan feliz de ver a mi papá 😃😊✨

Leidy : qué extraño mamá😕😟 ¿por qué las luces están todas apagadas solo veo oscuridad? 🤨💡

@inspiredwriter

Leonardo, Raphael, Donatello and Michelangelo: Surprise!😄😏😄😁🎉🍕🎂🎊

Donatello: Haha, kids, do you like our gift?😄😉🎉🎂🍕🎀🎊

Leidy: *Hugs Stefany* Wow, mommy, they threw a party in honor of us😯🤩💗💕

Yoshi: I've never seen so many sweets in one place in my life~😳🤩🧁🍰🍧🥧

Leonardo: Huh, we're glad you liked it, little guys😁😏💕 Maybe you want to try Uncle Mikey's cupcakes🤗🧁

Michelangelo: Yeah, and I also have pizza!😄😊🍕

*After some time. Everyone sits at the table and eats*

Yoshi: *Eats pizza quickly*

Michelangelo: Hoho, Yoshie, you don't have to be in such a hurry, no one will take your pizza away😄😕🍕

Leidy: *Whispers Mikey in Mikey's ear* Uncle Mikey, this is a common habit of Yoshi and I, it appeared due to the fact that at the shelter we were poorly fed and they took away everything that we did not have time to eat in the appointed time...🤫😞🍞🥛

Michelangelo: Ooh, poor babies, but I know that bad memories can distract you!🥺😁 I can tell you fortunes using coffee grounds!😉☕✨

Raphael: *Eats pizza* Mikey, are you serious?🤨🙄🍕

@swagtreecrown

[losdemasiadoslibros]

Título: Toda la Belleza y el dolor  Autor: Milagros Pochat Editorial: Fera Soporte: Físico Resumen: Milagros se propuso armar una muestra de pintura, es escritora y artista, y se embarcó en el viaje de retratatar a 21 lectoras y a ella misma. Este es su registro.

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Lo compré en la misma visita a Céspedes con Agus. El de Nan Goldín y este estaban uno arriba del otro. Me gustó el tema, me gustó el parrafito al azar que elegí. La decisión fue firme y certera. No me equivoqué.

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Este libro me agarró justo en un momento donde decidí blanquear todos mis espacios en los que había usado psedónimos al escribir a través de los años. Siempre me dio cierto terror mostrarle al mundo lo que pasa realmente adentro. Mi astróloga me dice que es porque tengo sol en 12 y la exposición me resulta particularmente aterradora, aunque mi sol en Leo lo necesite*. Por eso expongo cosas que parecen íntimas, como mi desnudez pero por otro lado me aterra mostrar mi historial de pornhub por ejemplo. Gusto de mostrar mi afuera pero no mis adentros, lo celo demasiado.

Milagros supo expresar esa resistencia pero también necesidad de alguna manera de mostrar(se) - me rio porque también es lo que decía Nan Goldín en la reseña anterior, los leí con días de diferencia, energeticamenta acá hay un link fuerte-. Pero lo hermoso es que quiso retratar lo real y también lo íntimo, mientras navegó sobre su proceso, su relación con su madre y los recuerdos de su abuela(no por nada es lectoras y no lectores), sus exigencias y también su propio relato.

A mi este libro me inspiró en varios niveles que no sabía que se tocaban, porque este viaje desde el nacimiento de su idea, su análisis y autoregistro hasta el día de la expo fue orgánico y cotidiano pero a la vez profundo.

Lloré con la frase final y acá no spoileo pero cuento para quien lo quiera leer. Hay algo muy hermoso en todo este proceso de ella que se va armando, hasta gestando diría, donde le empiezan a caer fichas, recuerda, conecta y entiende. No hay ahá moments, solo cosas que decantan con la propia experimentación de su vida-camino hacía la expo y preparación.

Me gustó y lo recomiendo para toda persona que quiera y sienta que el arte es parte de su vida.

Lo leí en 2 días y viene con algunos bocetos <3. *Salinger también tenía sol en 12, me lo dijo ella y ahí le entendí el porqué de su ostracismo para leer pues Sol en Capricornio.

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"Estoy avanzando con las obras. Quedan dos meses para la exposición y no me preocupa no llegar, me preocupan otras cosas, las mismas cosas de siempre. Si no va naie, si no les gusta, si me siento incómoda, si me invento una enfernadad para no ir. Cuando tengo que mostrar lo propio, no logro sentirme bien, hay una desnudez en la pintura que me incomoda".

"Lo más importante de ese espacio es mi biblioteca, fue lo primero que armé al mudarme. Es blanca y llega hasta el techo porque en la parte superior del mueble empecé a apilar libros que no me entravan en los estantes. Enfrente de ella hay una mesa larga, tarde mucho tiempo en decidir qué mesa quería, así que temriné optando por una tabla de madera con caballetes para tener la libertad de mancharla sin culpa. La mesa es la continuidad de la biblioteca, como si la biblioteca fuese una montaña y la mesa, el lago que se forma debajo por el deshielo. Los libros son el paisaje que miro mientras pinto".

"Mi hora preferida para pintar es entre las siete de la tarde y la una de la mañana. Siento que es el momento donde las cosas empiezan a decantar... Todo está en reposo, menos yo. A esa hora tengo una vitalidad inusitada, mamá me decía que era por mi ritmo circadiano; no sé qué significa eso, pero soy mejor persona de noche. Cuando tenía diez años me regalaron una remera para dormir que decía 'I hate mornings'. Es tanta la energía que tengo en ese horario que una vez fui a correr a la plaza a las doce de la noche. Corrí ocho kilómetros, mi máximo alcanzado hasta ahora. A la noche me veo mejor, más linda; de algún modo me siento una con mi alrededor y no me da tanta culpa estar sola. A veces ni siquiera pinto realmente, solo pruebo materiales, colores nuevos, limpio los pinceles secos con aguarrás., lavo los trapos, ordeno las pinturas en los estantes. Mi oficio de pintora se construse en lo nocturno igual que la única flor que está viva en mi patio. Ella también solo se abre de noche".