#Lucas Santos

[pop-sesivo]

Don Ramón. Ilustración 3D por Lucas Santos. Colores por Arturo Monteiro (vía NerdVerse).

[discendia]

KISS~! 💕

I read @mimiruku in the tags saying to make them kiss and I couldn't resist it (*≧ω≦)

[heckcareoxytwit]

As Rabble is finally defeated by Miles Morales, things seem to be bittersweet. Agent Gao's team are back to their normal selves even though they are injured. Rabble is badly injured that she had to be taken to prison hospital. Miles Morales and his team are fine as well as Rhino leaves on good terms.

Shift the clone is alive but injured that he had to be taken to hospital. However, because of Shift's bad experience with the laboratory for being raised and abused in his life, he refused to be taken to hospital. Miles Morales decides that Shift has to go to a better place - his home. Thus, Miles Morales takes his clone brother to his house where he introduces Shift to his family. Miles' parents are shocked at the sight of the clone while his little sister recognizes Shift (since he saved her from Selim when she was a baby) and warms up to him.

Miles Morales: Spider-Man v2 #19, 2024

[fiannalover]

bweirdOCtober Day 8 - Dislikes

Customer Service

“My skin feels so dry. The winter weather is awful for me.”

“Worry not. Given what you told me, I'm sure this moisturizer will fix everything.”

“My family gave me too much chocolate and now my acne is flaring up. Do you have anything for that?”

“Of course! Apply this cream before taking a shower, once a day. You'll be able to enjoy your sweets with no guilt.”

“... You? Really?”

“You want something or not?”

“... The humidity is fucking up my hair.”

“I'm no poor man’s hair stylist. But I think I got something.”

“Do you have anti-agi-”

“No.”

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“Oh my GOSH your skin is SPARKLING. What is your secret?”

“I got a new product! You know that potion girlie in journalism? Her stuff is the real deal.”

“Ooooooh do you think she can whip up a blush? My last one was a real disappointment.”

“You know, I could use some powder myself.”

“Maybe if I get some lipstick…”

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“What? No. I don't deal with those kinds of make-up or similar cosmetics.” Medeia flatly replied. “My focus is on medicinal benefits first and foremost. It'd take me a couple months to learn how to make any of the things you're requesting.”

“Come ooooon!”

“I'm sure you can try!”

“There is this cute cat in Psych 101 I GOTTA fish!”

“I need some hair dye too…”

“I'm telling you, I can't. Chemistry and potion making are dangerous. If I use the wrong substance, I could make something that would severely hurt- are you listening?” Medeia rambled, before realizing her convictions were severely outmatched here.

The customers steadily approached. 

“C-come on everyone. Hold on. Hold on!”

“HOLD OOOOOOOOOOOOON!”

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Lucas leisurely walked towards Medeia’s side of the campus’ dorms, carrying some notes he borrowed and a bottle to be refilled, letting his tail freely hang in the wind as he moved forwards.

Hehehe, he had a tail~ Swish, swoosh, swish, swoosh~

Campus was usually pretty chill and somewhat empty at this time of the day, which is why he was surprised to see… a noisy crowd by the door of his friend's building? What was-

“Lucas! Get over here!”

“Whoa!”

Pulled to a conveniently placed bush, the boy’s confusion and panic settled to just confusion upon seeing who grabbed him and did a shhhhhh signal asking him to be quiet. “Medeia? What are you doing here?” He asked softly.

“I have been hounded by my customers this entire day, Lu. Entire. Day.” She replied, stealing a look towards the direction of her dorm, groaning as her fanclub remained there. “Some of them started asking for make-up, for some reason, and suddenly demand increased exponentially for something I don't know how to do.”

“You have no makeshift recipes that could work?”

“Just the usual moisturizer and the like. I mess with dangerous stuff, and I'd rather not mix up an improvised something that melts people's face off.” She explained. “And now I can't go hoooooome! They have been blocking the entrance forever! I can't go home, Luuuuu!” Sighing, she stop shaking him and conceded. “Then again, not like it is that good of a home, what with my current roommate.”

“Is she that bad?”

“She's an astrologist, Lu.”

“Oh no. That's awful.”

“I knooooow!” Groaning in annoyance, she said. “I'm probably too close to them. The customers, that is. My uncle was always well isolated in the suburbs, so people had to go out of their way to find him. Since I'm super convenient in every way, surely I can do anything, they think.”

That was interesting. She rarely mentioned her family. “Is your uncle’s house… not home?”

“Not really. I haven't went back since I began college.”

“Huge fight?”

“No. More of an ideological disagreement. You'd probably find me silly in an insane way for it.” She said, elaborating no further. “The dorms here are free of charge and I got my bartender job early on to cover my expenses, so I just never had to go back.”

Huh. Made sense. “I mean, that's fair. My parents are ok with me being-” Lucas gestured to his tail. “But I still have relatives who refuse to talk to me.”

“Sorry about that, Lu.”

“It's fine. I have enough people on my side.”

Medeia nodded, then returned to sighing and resting her back against the leaves. Come to think of it, he doesn't think she ever mentioned leaving for vacation or anything. If her only house was here, then why would she?

“... we could live together.” He proposed.

“What?”

“We could live together. You have your job, I got that big name internship recently, we should have enough money to split an ok apartment between us.” He explained, his friend's eyes lighting up with each word. “We are in the down season for house hunting, so we could probably find someplace affordable decently close.” 

“It would give me distance from them and a roommate I like, aaaaaaaah, Lu, I'd love that!” Immediately, she hugged him, both of them laughing out of pure cheer. “It's gonna be great. We gotta find somewhere with a good enough kitchen for my stuff. Oh, are you ok with me doing my potions and what not?”

“As long as you are ok with me during shedding season.”

“It will be completely worth it.” She declared, and the two immediately began rambling off plans.

Yeah. This was gonna be beyond great.

“Hey, your room is on the second floor at the back, right?”

“Yeah- oh! Think you can give me a boost?”

“Maybe?”

“Only one way to know. Let's go!”

(Roommates!!!!!)

[lucillenadelulu]

more lucas stuff

[diwasims]

all of round 1 into one post as well because this too was played months ago... i think everyone got a career boost from having good uni performances.

biggest change has to be lucas and aurora's first kid! welcome to the hood, our first in-game born sim: perseus dimagiba.

[tilbageidanmark]

Todos Santos, Baja California Sur, México

[thex01011000]

Morcego

ADM: Mil perdões não ter respondido as mensagens de feliz natal, Feliz Natal atrasado a todos <3 <3 Aqui está meu presente pra vocês.

[iluminad00]

Tony being rough. Poor Paqueta 😭

Mi pobre Paqueta 😢

[jackripper1970]

Our tribute, and our feelings to the families of the warriors who in a country where the incentive is for other sports (not that they don't have their merit), these heroes who left us during the fight to promote a sport that grows every day in our country , left family members inconsolable. Our support to all the families of these Football NFL warriors...

[serendipminie-writes]

If you could have tea with any of your ocs, who would it be?

Thank you so much for the ask!

I would probably have to go with Christian Vega from Bibliophilia (I'm currently making an intro page for it!)

Christian is a floofy little guy (maybe not that little, he's nineteen), the teen librarian at the Serendipity library and cafe he runs with his friends. He has fluffy dyed blonde hair (reminiscent of a K-Pop idol almost) and these huge round glasses. His giggle is adorable and he blushes often. He loves sweet honey tea, and would be so charmed to have tea with anyone and make pleasant conversation. If I had any stress or worries, it's guaranteed I'd feel better after a talk with this kind young man. He definitely wears his heart on his sleeve and will try his best to understand my predicament.

I can just picture having a warm cup of tea at sunset by his side, the two of us giggling softly into the night and staying up for hours making idle chatter.

[victorsantoscomics]

Character designs I made in 2019, when we were considering the idea of preparing a Polar anime project. I told the complete story in the latest two editions of my newsletter:

[discendia]

𝐎𝐂 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐒! : 💤 SLEEPING - do they fall asleep easily? what helps them sleep? 🍰 CAKE SLICE - favourite cake flavour? are they specific about types of cakes? 🌌 MILKY WAY - what was the inspiration behind your oc? what was the first thing you decided about them? 🎀 RIBBON - how would they fit into other worlds / aus? what aus would you like to try out? what fictional world would they fit / not fit into? 💓 BEATING HEART - what gets their heart racing?

This time, for a character of your choosing !

So I get to choose this time… Hehe. How does it sound one question per character instead of all for one? It's probably not what you're waiting for, but I hope you like it anyway. Thank you so much for asking, Jojo!! 💞💞

《 OC EMOJI ASKS! 》

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જ⁀➴ Stella

💤 SLEEPING - do they fall asleep easily? what helps them sleep?

Even if she's been partying all night, Stella needs to do her skin care routines before hitting the bed.

Only with the feeling of a fresh, clean face can she sleep like a baby, and with a sleeping mask if necessary to not be disturbed by the light.

જ⁀➴ Calla

🍰 CAKE SLICE - favourite cake flavour? are they specific about types of cakes?

Cake is good! Every cake! What other answer could you expect from a child?

But her favorite is lemon cake, even if she couldn't stand lemons as a baby.

જ⁀➴ Ran

🌌 MILKY WAY - what was the inspiration behind your oc? what was the first thing you decided about them?

The never-solved mystery about why Takeshi’s mom is never mentioned was the reason I created Ran, although she evolved with time from her original simple concept.

The first thing I came up with was her name. I decided that it would be funny that women in the Yamamoto family had flower-related names starting with R, while men had names related to warriors ‘ virtues starting with T.

જ⁀➴ Rio

🎀 RIBBON - how would they fit into other worlds / aus? what aus would you like to try out? what fictional world would they fit / not fit into?

Rio’s circumstances vary between AUs in order to fit better, something logical due to the different events that happen in her life in those AUs.

At this moment, I miss this old AU that seemed like out of a love TV movie, where Rio moved to Italy as a way to escape from her traumas and met Dino, who had his horse business empire, but also a section dedicated to equine therapy.

But I'd love to try your AUs out! I love them all so much. Bunny cafés? Lovely!! Angels and demons? Where do I sign? Mafia high? I'm so so in!!

જ⁀➴ Luca

💓 BEATING HEART - what gets their heart racing?

Losing Calla out of sight. It makes him go tachycardic in the most anxious way possible. How is he going to face Dino and Rio if anything happens to her??

And maybe, just maybe, he gets a bit nervous around I-Pin.

[ginandweas]

#campaignmanagerjosh Season 7 Episode 2

[fiannalover]

Hey! I don't follow you but I saw your tags on the allergy of prompt and was wondering if your OC was also allergic to potatoes and eggplants since they have an allergy to tomatoes! They're all in the same family of nightshade plants so I was just curious :3

Oooooo fascinating, thanks for the trivia. And no, he isn't! Lucas is allergic to cocoa and tomatoes because he's a werewolf, but that is more like luck of the draw than a hard set rule. So like, some werewolves can't deal with tomato, some can eat chocolate, some die to onions, just roll the Dog/Wolf Allergen table and see what you win!

Idon't know enough about tomatoes to say what specific thing in then triggers it for Lucas tho, so feel free to theorize

He wasn't born a werewolf, having become one by choice, but because he is brazilian he counts his blessings everyday that the transformation induced new allergies/food intolerances didn't include onions.

[melanieph321]

This might be my favorite Lichantony fic so far!!! Enjoy my fellow addicts! +18

Summary - whilst away on international duty Lisandro and Antony still finds a way to keep In touch.

Enjoy!

So...can we facetime?"

"No."

"Send pictures?"

"No."

"What can we do then?"

"I'm talking to you on the phone right now, aren't I?"

"Yes, but I want to see you."

"Forget it Antony."

A sound interrupts them as Antony's roommate walks in to grab his headphones.

"Who was that?" Lisandro said, only hearing someone enter the room on the other end of the line.

"Paqueta." Antony said.

"You're sharing rooms with Paqueta?"

"Beds actually."

"What?"

"Kidding." Antony laughs. "We are roomates though."

"I never liked that guy." Lisandro mutters.

"You don't like any of ny friends. Besides, you've never even met Lucas. We never got a chance to play against you in the world cup."

"But he plays for West Ham. We face them at least three times a season."

"Yeah, yeah, be glad he doesn't play for Man City of all teams."

Silence fell on Lisandro's end. He hated when Antony played smart with him. "I guess so." He muttered.

"So how was your day?" Antony said, changing subject, although he was grinning from ear to ear.

"Normal. I woke up, ate, trained, ate again and then went back to sleep."

"That's it? That's all you did today? Eat, sleep, train, repeat?"

Lisandro shrugged his shoulders, aware that Antony couldn't possibly know he did that.

"Tell me more about your day Licha." Antony pleaded. "In detail this time."

"Fine." He sighed. "I woke up and put on some clothes. Then I–"

"What clothes? Describe them."

"Really?" Lisandro rolled his eyes. There was a crunching sound coming from Antony's end of the line as he had begun chewing on something. Either way, Lisandro presumed.

"I just put on the regular team kit for training. There, happy now?"

"Are you sure it was the training kit and not the match kit. You know how forgetful you get when it comes to—"

"I'm sure." Lisandro hissed.

Antony's laughter erupted in his ear, well aware that Lisandro was blushing right now.

"Don't think I won't dare hang up on you."

"I'm sorry Licha, but you must admit that you're very forgetful when it comes to what team kit to wear, especially in Manchester."

"Why do they make us wear five different kit's? It's a waist of clothes."

"But it's good for business. You know how the fans love to collect all sets every season. I even bought my son a pair for Christmas."

"Oh, yeah, how is he?"

"My son? He's fine. He just recovered from the cold he had. He's been getting alot of those since we moved to England."

"He's a strong little guy though, I'm sure he'll be fine."

"He will." Antony said, smiling into his pillow. Lisandro had always been good to his son. "He loved the drone you got him for his birthday, amongst other gifts. I think you bought him more presents than I."

Lisandro chuckled. "What can I say, that's the reason kids love me. Just ask Fred, his son loves me too."

Antony bit down on his bottom lip as he knew that his next question might cause some sparks. However he was curious to know. "Do you think you'll have kids of your own?"

It was as if the plug was pulled and all power went out. Lisandro seized to laugh as silence fell on his end.

"Licha, you there?" Antony immediately regretted asking. Sometimes his curiosity got the best of him. It was stupid, he was stupid for always making Lisandro—"

"One day."

Antony had trailed off, but returned from his thoughts as Lisandro spoke quietly. "Really, how many?"

Again, Antony was useless when it came to hiding his eager emotions.

"I dunno? One, maybe two."

Antony nodded, phone pressed to his ear. "One, maybe two sounds good."

"How about you?" Lisandro asked. "Do you want more kids?"

Antony smiled. "I dunno. I got it right the first time, there is no one more perfect than my son Lorenzo."

"I get it." Lisandro said, he had been holding his breath for the past two minutes as the conversation between the two had entered a unknown territory. "Your son is perfect, why would you want more? "

"I'm not resolute though. " Antony was quick to add. "In life you never know. Perhaps is better not to plan for things such as children, God knows I didn't when it came to Lorenzo."

Lisandro already knew that Antony had a son back when they both played for Ajax. It was one of the things he admired the most about him. It must be difficult leaving your infant son behind in the hopes of pursuing your dreams to play professional football. However Antony had always been passionate about what he did, that's what Lisandro admired the most about him. That and other things.

"Tony?"

Silence had krept again, this time on Antony's end of the line.

"Yes Licha?"

"Tell me about your day and be specific."

Antony smiled. "Well...I woke up around seven, got dressed and—"

"Got dressed in what?" Lisandro interrupted.

Antony chuckled. "The teams training kit of course."

"Are you still wearing them now?"

"Of course not." Antony snorted. Training had ended hours ago. Most players chilled in their rooms playing video games.

"No? What are you wearing now then?"

"Oh?" Antony raised a brow hearing the seductive in Lisandro's voice. "Shorts." He said, curling his toes underneath the duvet.

"And..." Lisandro said, expecting there to be more. After all he had asked Antony to be specific.

"Just that. I'm only wearing a pair of shorts."

"Nothing underneath?"

"Nope. " Antony said, a devious smirk twitching his lip.

"Good." Lisandro said, his smirk fully formed. "Do as I say. Put you hand in your shorts."

"But how am I supposed to continue talking to you?"

"Your other hand dumbo."

Antony's laughter echoed in the night. However Lisandro didn't like playing to many games. "Have you done it?" He asked, his voice demanding.

"Yes." Antony said.

"Good. Tell me what you feel?"

Antony adjusted himself on the bed,  one hand deep in his shorts, the other pressing the phone to his ear. "I feel something hard Licha." He said, in a troubled voice.

"How hard?" Lisandro groaned, his own hand eagerly snaking its way down his sweatpants.

"Very hard Licha" Antony moaned. "What should I do?"

"Touch yourself for me."

"Now?" Antony was a bit taken by Lisandro's sudden initiative.

"Yes now. We'll do it together."

"You're doing it too." Antony brought himself to sit. He heard the smothered groans coming from the other end of the line. "Licha?" He frowned. However there was no answer, just continued groans, muffled up by something shaking the microphone.

A deep sigh. "I fucking love you Antony, did you know that?" Lisandro returned to the phone, appearing reborn somehow.

"I...didn't." Antony fell back against his pillow, his gaze wandering to the ceiling above.

"I've never told you that?"

"Maybe?" Antony said, trying to remember the times Lisandro declared his love for him. "At least not while sober." He chuckled.

"No?" Lisandro said, a slight guilt developing within.

"No, but it's okay." Antony shook his head. "I get it. You can't be—"

"Antony." Lisandro said firmly.

"Yes?"

"I love you. I mean it every time I say it, sober or not."

Antony smiled and nodded. "Me too. I love you."

"Have a goodnight." Lisandro said, yawning into the phone.

"Have a good practice tomorrow. Don't forget to put on the correct kit."

"Ha ha. I'll call you tomorrow okay."

"Okay."

"Same time?"

"Same time."

"Okay bye."

"Bye Licha, sleep tight."