#My heart AAAAAA 💖💖

[shinmiyovvi]

Baby boi Lito 🤗💖

[mandiemegatron]

*me, staring at the sketches from @buggyandthebartoclub*

[hotchs-big-hands]

this ask is MUM-PROOF! No gifs! Just me showing you this spooky little fellow I found on my desk today!

I thought you would love to meet them 🥺👉🏼👈🏼

OHMYGODDDDD FIRSTLY SHOE TWINNING AND SECONDLY I LOVE THEM AND I GIVE RHEM KISS

YOUVE BEEN GIFTED

[magistralucis]

@absolut--kurant!

Westland Giftware Spock dog figure

[rnm-magic-space-xsd]

[zamjd]

Of Optical Illusions and Cloud Formations

DWASDJHWAJSHD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA💕💕💖

Love, me love the fanfic so much :))) by @perpetual-stardust

Apologies the qual is horrible, I should have used a bigger sized canvas ;-;-;-;;-;-

Anyways yippe! I'm done, please go read the fic- the writing is really good and it's so-sososososso AA

smaller shots undercut w/ image text typed + Explanation

These are some personal headcannons for Y/N :DD I like to think they have the equivalent nerd love for clouds as much as I do ^^

(Texts: Daycare Assistant Y/N (Except they really like Clouds)

I call it the Alto Collarus *Full name is actually: Undulatus Alto Collarus, It got shortened bcs it sounds better

If a child gets curios on what the clouds are, Y/N will not hesitate to squat down and explain each in a way that children finds entertaining

(Both are kept in the security desk))

One of the first interactions in the story :) Jazz haaands~!!

(Text: Y/N: Which is why we'd only be six feet away from the opening as opposed to standing in the debris of construction

Moon: Hmm, I think you are forgetting one part that has yet to be mentioned...

You said we, last time I checked, you do not have a wire of which you can use

Plan failed)

This was a funny interaction, I wanted to play with the expressions here and my own interpretation for both isabella ad Dominic- Though I should have took my time on their colors ^^; hehe

(Text: Isabella: Mr. Sun! Do you love the color of the sky?

Sun: Hmm! I don't know! I think it'd depond on... which one.

He knows (Does he know I have a Tumblr??, Do they have Tumblr accounts??? DO THEY KNOW SANS?????))

DWASKHD AUGHH MMMM AAAAAAAAAA💖💖💕💕💐💐💐💕💖💖💕✨

THIS FUCKING- STARDUST- AAAAAAAAAAAA- WHY ARE YOU SO GOOD AT WRITING IM GONNA BITE YOU(/j) CRYING DURING THIS PART I- THIS WAS SO GOOD- PULLING ALL MY HEART STRINGS AND I WAS SUPRESSING MY SCREAMS WHY ARE YOU RAAAAAH!!!💕💕 (IDK IF YOU CAN SEE IT BUT THERE'S THE SOOT TRAIL UNDER Y/NS EYE AAAAAAAAA UDHAUSHDJH RAAGHH!!!! HE SO CARE AAAAAA)

[slayfics]

(I am so in love with Yuta he just- stolen my heart fr 🥹💖) Hi, I’m back after like months of requesting (I think-) so how about scenario of Yuta who has a crush on the reader, however he always gets too nervous to approach them. He was scared to fall in love again due to what happened to Rika (just like you said! :D) so he just admire them from afar, until he get caught…he was pretty obvious about it- but his crush let it slide for now.

(Get prepared with so much Yuta request in the future, I just love him so much AAAAAA)

Yuta watches you train.

Yuta watched from the bleachers as you continued your spar with Maki. You had been training hard and as a result, have been able to best Maki in three spars yet. Continuing to be stubborn Maki demanded you spar with her again determined to get a defeat on you.

"Wow they have really improved, hu?" Yuta said to Panda and Toge.

"They sure have!" Panda agreed.

"Salmon" Toge exclaimed.

"Hmm," Panda hummed scanning his eyes from Yuta to you. "You sure are watching them closely today," Panda teased.

"What?!" Yuta exclaimed jumping a bit in his seat. "No, I- I'm watching the same as you two!" He yelped nervously.

"Oh come on, you know you don't have to lie to us," Panda said thumping Yuta on the back.

"Bento flakes," Toge agreed.

Yuta looked down at his shoes, unsure how to respond to his friends. The truth was he had been admiring you for some time now. However, he was haunted by flashbacks of Rika whenever he considered approaching you.

The last person he fell in love with met an awful fate due to him being unable to control his cursed energy. Unknowingly, he cursed Rika, causing her to turn into a cursed spirit instead of passing on after being fatally injured.

Anytime he daydreamed about you or spoke to you for too long, worst-case scenarios flash over his eyes. What if something ever happened to you because of his inability to control his cured energy just like Rika?

Yuta let out a heavy sigh looking back up at you and Maki sparring for a fifth time.

"What's that sigh for? You know I think they kind of have the hots for you too you know," Panda said.

"Hu?" Yuta exclaimed looking at Panda.

Panda laughed, "You humans are complex creatures but sometimes you get so wrapped up in yourselves you miss obvious signs from each other."

"Like um- what kind of signs?" Yuta asked shyly unable to control his curiously.

"You really haven't noticed?" Panda asked. Even Toge looked confused and curious to hear Panada's observations of you. "Well for starters even when you're taking way too long to pack your stuff up after class they always wait for you. They suddenly mix up words anytime they are in a conversation with you, and not to mention anytime you go out on a mission they pace around restlessly until you come back safe."

Yuta felt his face get hot at Panda's observations. Did you really like him back? Yuta looked back to you and Maki just as you spun around landing a final blow on Maki, winning the fourth spar. Landing the blow and throwing Maki to the floor you looked up at the bleachers making eye contact with Yuta. His face was completely flushed and he immediately looked away.

You felt your own face flush at realizing he was blushing from watching you.

"Just say something to him already," Maki said irritated.

Maki was right, Yuta was very timid and if you took the lead it would drastically speed your relationships up. However, you wanted to be mindful of his past. It couldn't have been easy for him to live with his deceased girlfriend as a curse all through his childhood.

You let out a heavy sigh, "No, I'll wait till he's ready."

I haven’t read the manga only caught up on the anime- so I hope this is still pretty accurate for Yuta! Thank you for my first JJK request 🤭!

[shima-draws]

This is SO sweet omg thank you so much 😭

@shima-draws you were one of the first people I found when i got into one piece and I absolutely love love love love love your art. I can't even describe exactly what it is but your art is so colorful and soft and like, i wanna eat it like a gummie candy ??? it's just so freakin cute! esp the way you draw sanji and luffy !! (also your headcanons and aus for them are *chefs kiss*) but anyway, thank you so much for sharing your art and your thoughts!! i love seeing you pop up on my dash 💖

[aventurineswife]

aaaaaa Hello!!! I absolutely love your writing :D

May I request burnt out reader who had a passion for the performing arts (singing or dancing, up to you) but quit when they were much younger with Dan Heng and Jing Yuan? Maybee Reader and character were walking around when they came across a street performance and reader immediately stops and watches while they get all nostalgic and sad and wished they could go back to those times but isn't sure if they can and just goes through it.

Feel free to do this with more characters! Sorry if this request may be a bit much 🥲 Thank you!

“And in the end, we only regret the chances we didn’t take”

Tags: Dan Heng x Reader, Jing Yuan x Reader, Angst, Reflection, Emotional Healing, Self-Doubt, Nostalgia, Quiet Support, Romance (Potential).

Warnings: Mentions of past emotional struggles, Mild existential reflection, Themes of self-doubt and giving up on dreams, Light angst.

A/N: HELLLO!!! 🤭💖 THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR LOVING MY WORKS, I APPRECIATE IT!! DON'T WORRY IT'S NOT MUCH!! I ENJOYED IT! ;)

The streets of the city were quiet, with only the gentle hum of distant voices and the rhythmic tap of boots on the cobblestones accompanying the evening air. Dan Heng walked beside you, his usual reserved silence in place, as the two of you made your way through the bustling market district. The lights of nearby shops flickered, illuminating the occasional passerby, and the faint scent of street food filled the air.

You had been quiet for a while, your gaze drifting over the various sights and sounds, until a faint melody caught your ear. It was soft, almost melancholic, yet undeniably familiar. Without thinking, you stopped in your tracks, your heart skipping a beat as a street performer spun in graceful movements, their lithe form dancing with the flow of the music. They twirled, each step measured and light, as if the music itself was guiding their every motion.

Dan Heng halted beside you, his eyes narrowing slightly, sensing a shift in your demeanor. He wasn’t sure what had caused it, but there was something about the way you stood—still, lost in the performance—that made his quiet curiosity stir. He could feel the weight of your sudden melancholy in the air.

You stood there, transfixed, as memories flooded your mind—days long past when you had been part of something similar, when your heart had danced along with the music, and every note had felt like an extension of yourself. Singing. Dancing. Performing. The passions you once had now seemed so distant, buried under the weight of time and life's expectations. You had stepped away from it all, too afraid of failure, too scared of never being good enough. And now, watching the dancer perform, that ache in your chest returned—a sharp pang of longing for something you thought you'd lost forever.

"I used to dance, you know." you said quietly, your voice barely above a whisper.

Dan Heng glanced at you, his expression as unreadable as ever. He didn’t respond immediately, but the way his sharp gaze lingered on you suggested he was listening intently.

"I was passionate about it... but I gave it up," you continued, almost as if speaking to yourself. "I guess I was too scared. Too... burnt out. I was never going to be as good as everyone else, so I just stopped." You let out a soft sigh, pulling your gaze away from the dancer, focusing on the ground instead. "I don’t know if I could ever go back to it, even if I wanted to."

There was a long pause before Dan Heng spoke, his voice calm yet firm. "Sometimes, it's not about being the best. It's about doing what you love." His words were simple but cut through the noise of your thoughts, their weight carrying more meaning than you expected.

You looked up at him, meeting his gaze, finding a quiet strength in his steady eyes. Despite his own burdens and the weight of his past, Dan Heng understood something essential about resilience. His own journey of running from his past was, in a way, not unlike yours—both of you had stepped away from what you once cherished, not because you didn't want it, but because you didn’t know how to face it anymore.

“I don’t know if I can," you murmured, the sadness in your heart lingering. "But I can’t seem to forget it, either."

Dan Heng didn’t offer a solution. Instead, he simply stood beside you, the quiet understanding between you both settling like a protective blanket. In that moment, it wasn’t about finding the answers—it was about being present. And in that silent company, you realized maybe it was enough to simply remember. You didn’t need to decide everything right now.

As the music played on, you closed your eyes for a brief moment, letting the melody wash over you, just for a second.

The lanterns hanging from the market stalls cast a soft golden glow over the street, creating a serene atmosphere that contrasted with the usual bustle of the city. Jing Yuan walked leisurely beside you, his expression as calm as ever, though his eyes seemed to take in everything around him, as if calculating every detail of the scene.

"You seem quieter than usual," he remarked, his voice smooth and easy, the tone one of subtle curiosity.

You smiled faintly but didn’t answer immediately. Your thoughts were elsewhere, drifting back to a time when everything seemed simpler, when life had a rhythm and flow that came naturally. As you walked, the sounds of a distant performance drifted toward you—soft notes of music followed by the rhythmic tapping of a dancer’s feet on the pavement. You stopped, almost instinctively, and Jing Yuan, ever observant, followed your gaze.

Before you, a performer swirled in elegant, fluid movements, her body graceful as she danced in time with the music, each step full of passion and life. A pang of nostalgia hit you as you stood frozen, watching the performer’s every move. It was like watching a reflection of your former self—vibrant, alive with energy, and so in tune with the music. A version of you that now seemed so distant, locked away in the past.

Jing Yuan, sensing the shift in your demeanor, slowed his pace, standing just behind you. He was quiet, allowing you the space to reflect, but there was an unmistakable knowing look in his golden eyes.

"I used to perform," you said after a long pause, your voice soft and almost wistful. "Singing... dancing... it was all I ever wanted to do. But... I gave it up. Too much pressure, too many expectations. I was good, but not good enough, I guess." You let out a sigh, feeling the familiar ache in your chest. "Now, I’m not sure I could ever go back. I don’t think I have the strength to try again."

Jing Yuan’s gaze softened, though his expression remained stoic. He stood still for a moment, considering your words, before finally speaking. "It is easy to give up on something when the weight of the world presses down on you," he said, his voice laced with an unexpected tenderness. "But sometimes, the hardest part isn’t starting again. It’s letting yourself be vulnerable enough to want it again."

You turned your head slightly, meeting his gaze. His words were simple but profound, carrying a wisdom that felt like a quiet nudge toward something you hadn’t allowed yourself to consider. Could you go back? Could you allow yourself to dream again?

Jing Yuan’s lips curved into a small, almost imperceptible smile. "Whether you choose to pursue it or not, the past doesn’t have to define you. It can simply be a part of who you are."

You looked back at the dancer, the melody drifting on the air, and for a moment, you allowed yourself to remember what it felt like to be fully immersed in something you loved. No promises, no expectations—just the possibility of finding joy once more.

Jing Yuan didn’t push further. He simply stood beside you, his presence as steady as the passing wind, offering nothing more than quiet support. There was no rush, no urgency—just the understanding that, when the time was right, you’d figure it out.

As the performance continued, you closed your eyes for a moment, letting the music fill the space where uncertainty had once been.

[sherrendipities]

some things i've learned abt myself since i gave Daddy control of my orgasms 💕

#1: the tiniest things make me feel subby n horny

when i started this, i definitely expected that my fantasies would get more raunchy and perverted the longer the denial went on. and while i have developed some new kinks (thanks to Daddy being so hot n perfect n addictive n sooo fun to please 🥺🥺🥺), the bigger surprise was how easily i get turned on. counterintuitively, some of my fantasies have gotten more innocent and yet they get me unfathomably horny lol. i genuinely could make a series about it. just small little things that make me melt and get me stupidly wet.

at its core, it's because denial makes me feel more submissive. trust me there's nothing i love more than the thought of submitting to him in bed and him fucking my brains out, lord knows i can neeever get enough of it 🥴 but that desire just bleeds into everything, all the time. when i don't get to cum, that feeling of needing to be beneath him never shuts off. it's not exactly that i feel horny 24/7, but i feel submissive 24/7. the desire to please him, to worship him, to be good for him, is so constant.

or maybe it's just that Daddy brings out my submissive side even more n submitting to him is just right and natural hehe 🩷 either way, it's so so so fun n addictive !! i want him to feel the power n control he has over me all the time.

#2: edging is always about pleasing him <3

edging is soooo addictive, it's a problem lol. it's definitely made touching myself infinitely more fun, bc i used to just have one or two orgasms and then settle down and that's it. but edging can go on and on and on and aaaaaa i never wanna stop!!!! usually i'm forced to when my vibrator dies on me lol. does it drive me insane n make me wanna cry every time i have to pull away to stop myself from going over the edge? yes but that's part of the fun 🤭

that said, no matter how much i love it, the most fun (and important!) thing is remembering that i'm doing it for Daddy's pleasure. and i've found that the best way of doing that, and the best way to make sure Daddy gets the most enjoyment out of my edging, is to make something for him while doing it! i adooore recording myself edging for him, or writing something smutty for him to read (yes, including this post~).

definitely nothing compares to sexting him while i edge, bc his words will always have a bigger effect on me than any porn or erotica in the world ever could because it's 💖 him 💖 hehe. but !! if ever we can't talk directly while i edge, making something for him to enjoy is such a lovely way to feel closer to him. it makes me feel like he's right there, stroking his cock to my words and my voice, and it just makes me louder and needier and closer.

there's just so much to enjoy about it! it makes the edging so much more effective at turning me into a needy, slutty mess for Daddy to play with whenever his heart desires. it reminds me that my body belongs to him, and that i'm being given permission to cum so he can enjoy it, so i better make sure he enjoys it.

#3: no touch is indescribably fun

there are days that are noticeably much more intense. like... beyond overwhelming, my whole body is tingling, horniness at a 12 out of 10. i don't really know why. maybe it's hormones. maybe it's just that some days i get to spend more time with Daddy and i feel closer to him and it drives me crazy. but what i do know is that i really love not touching myself on those days.

it's partly bc i would definitely lose my edge if i did lol. but for the most part, it's because it feels so good to just sit in that feeling. when my body craves him so badly that just the thought of him sends waves of pleasure throughout my body. even without touching myself at all, just reading his words makes me whine and moan and shake.

i've honestly never even asked to touch myself on days like that. they don't happen too often, and when they have, i was so overwhelmed by it that i just needed to process it. i didn't know i could feel that way from just talking to someone. over text, too!! it's mindblowing. and i've said as much to him, "how do you do this to me?"

on a slightly funny note, on days like that, i genuinely can't bring myself to do the whole ooo sexy dirty talk thing. i just feel so overwhelmed by it, both the emotional connection i feel to him as well as the physical sensations, that i immediately default to therapy-mode and start just... describing it. which i think he definitely enjoyed regardless. but i was doing a body scan mid sexting lol, no joke. it's kinda meditative, literally! just sitting there and feeling it, every bit of it. really letting his every word wash over me and noticing how it makes my heart feel so light, my head feel so wonderfully fuzzy, my cunt so so wet. those are some of the moments when i've felt closest to him and ugh, it's so wonderful <3

it's honestly a very big part of why i want to keep going with the denial. i genuinely didn't know it was possible to feel this way. it's all mental, and yet the physical effect it has on me is so real. i want to see how much further it can go, because i know it can go so much further. the closer Daddy and i get, the more i understand how my mind and body react to his dominance, the more intense it'll get.

i don't know what would be more fun... begging to touch myself on one these days and being told no? or explicitly being ordered to touch myself and record myself trying desperately not to go over the edge? either way, i can't wait for the many more wonderful experiences i'll have with Daddy 🩷

[mandiemegatron]

If you receive this, you make somebody happy! Go on anon and send this to ten of your followers who make you happy or somebody you think needs cheering up. If you get one back, even better! 💕💕💕💕

UNO REVERSE!!! 💕💕💕💕

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[mochichoki]

if you still have ship requests open…i will always ask for some apple juice (monk x hunter) hehe 👀

Apple juice, not only is the ship cute... The fruit's apple juice is my favorite and apple juice has a place in my heart 💖🍎

And AAAAAA, it was a big surprise when I saw the order on the tray! I didn't expect it 💖💖!!

Requests are always open for anyone who wants to order their favorite or rare ship!

So whenever you want an apple juice for your snack I'll be here!

I hope you enjoy it and have a nice day/night :3!!

[spirit-lanterns]

old lady poly ship…gigggles

I feel like after sex Yukong tends to be the first to get up between you and Natasha because (this is canon u can’t tell me otherwise) SEX MAKES YUKONG HUNGRY and Natasha normally attends to you first since you’re normally the bottom and end up tired so Yukong grabs a snack cleans up and heads to bed

Yukong and Natasha team up during movie nights so you end up in the middle of your girlfriends watching some old movie (titanic for example)

After forcing them to play genshin (ouu crossover…) Yukong forever mains radien and Natasha is a biggg Eula or jean player main

Natasha really likes baking and she’s good at it but never has time so whenever possible Yukong and reader go shopping for baking stuff so Natasha can try new recipes

Yukong refuses to let you or Natasha out of bed first which results in both you sleeping later then Yukong

Yukong eats soup and crackers.

OUGHHHHH I WANT THESE OLD WOMEN SO BADDD 😫

Something about Yukong getting the munchies after sex is having me ASCENDING. What makes it better is that you just had to add “Yukong eats soup and crackers” and now I’m imagining a naked Yukong wrapped up in a blanket, munching on some soup and crackers in the kitchen while Reader and Natasha are sleepily cuddling on the couch.

Also, Natasha being the one to take care of Reader after sex while Yukong cleans, is just so adorable 🥺 both of them do aftercare, but when Yukong goes to eat/clean your mess, Natasha stays and makes sure you’re alright by keeping you warm, feeding you, helping you shower, etc. so you know you’re well cared for by these women 💕💕

AAAAAA MY HEART. I LOVE OLD WOMEN SO MUCH 💕💖💘💕

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

SUGURU AS A KINDERGARTEN TEACHER 🔥🔥 he’d be so patient and gentle with the shy ones omdsss … 😭😭💖 i can totally see him staying behind at work to accompany the kids who havent got picked up yet he has my heart i love him ☹️☹️🙏💖

THROWS THIS AT YOUUUUUUUUUUUUU

ALEXIS AKA @/KISSXCORE OUR BELOVED HAS WRITTEN TWO FICS ABT THIS AND I LOVE THEM BOTH <33333 he is such . a silly little loser. a whipped whipped man. I HOPE YOU ENJOY THEM ANON!!!!!!!! alexis’ fics in general are sooooo so good, pls do check them out!!!!!!!!!!!

but aaaaaa ….. yeah. he would be so so good with all the kids, especially the shy ones 🥺🥺🥺 he wants to bring them out of their shells a little but not too much, he thinks they’re perfect just the way they are!!! gojo would be a great kindergarten teacher too but i do think he’d be a little too pushy with the quiet ones LMAO….. not sugu though :33 he sits and reads with them very quietly during recess. never pushes them into speaking but gently encourages them to take up more space…. he’s just so gentle and soothing. i need him.

[rainee-da]

Heyyy I just found your blog and i think you're writing is great 💖 who is your top 5 character in Mashle: Magic and Muscle?

ASDFGHJKL THANK YOU POOKIE?????? 🥹💕

As for top 5 character, honestly it's hard to decide because i love them all equally and it's fantasizing of having reverse harem with all of my husbu one day //j

But if I really, REALLY have to put them into ranking, I think it would be something like this:

🍮 Epidem - don't ask me why i just did okay??? he's so goofy but so menacing at the same time hnngggh daddy and I don't understand why ppl think he's the ugly duckling among all the brothers because he's not???? LOOK AT THOSE JAWLINE LIKE AAAAAA- Anyway, he's my numero uno cutie patootie

🃏 Famin - I'm quite hesitant putting him in second place because honestly I like both Epi & Famin equally. I really like the type of character that is enigmatic, goofy but menacing. It's like the perfect cuisine 👌🏻 but I put him on second place because I just had a dream where he killed me and use my head as a soccer ball lol

🐉 Agito Tyrone - Same reasons as the other character; he's goofy, enigmatic, but menacing (I mean his religious tangent is creepy af but kinda hot hhhheheheheh-) I just wish he had more screentime in the manga... Please mangaka create after-story/spin-off series of Mashle I NEED MY BOIS

🍥 Carpaccio Luo-Yang - Again, same reason as the previous three; though he's not that goofie (and didn't wear suit) so that knock him down to the fourth place. I think his abilities are so damn cool and I would put him above Agito if he's a little bit more goofy. I really want to see him hang out more with the main gang (or had a childish banter with Margarette. I can totally see him do that lol).

🕶️ Wirth Madl - He's my first favorite from the anime though not in romantic way. I really want to hug him and tell him that he's okay just the way he are and I want to see him make up with his brother sO BAD (maybe they can go nuclear on their parents? just a thought...) I guess I see a little bit of myself in him and that breaks my heart a little.

As for the three honorable mentions (I know you didn't ask for them anon, I just want to include one lol) here it is!

🎼 Margarette Macaron - Please be my mom lol I want to have a girl's night out with them!

🍯 Kaldo Gehenna - imagine him opening his eyes, and it's amber-colored (I'll die fyi)

⏳ Orter Madl - PAMPER YOUR BROTHER OR I'LL STEAL HIM YOU PIECE OF SHI- /j

Anyway, thank you for your ask! It made my day 🌱 have a good one!

[mel-loly]

I NEED MORE ME-LOLY AND MARCOS ART, I LOVE THEIR RELATIONSHIP WITH EACHOTHER ITS LIKE A FATHER AND SON OR OLDER SIBLING AND YOUNGER SIBLING RELATIONSHIP 🩷🩷✨✨

-Marcos: Who is she, mother?

-Mel-Loly: A sweet friend ^^

-Marcos: A sweet friend? Hm.. I want to be her friend too! Can I!?

-Mel-Loly: I don't know, ask her, my dear.

Also- AAAAAA IM SO HAPPY TO HEAR THAT!!!!!! SO HAPPY THAT YOU LIKE THEM!!!!!!!! I honestly love them too, they are my main and most beloved characters, I love them so and so much..... Even more hearing this, it fills my heart!!!😭💖

And talking about why I don't do them a lot: “laziness”, yes, it really is laziness, and this happens with almost all of my characters, even though I LOVE them A LOT, I'm really lazy sometimes.. But I promise I'll try to draw them more often!! Even more so now that Primrose is Marcos' mommy, I intend to do more drawings of this family💛

(↑ explaining further, Mel-Loly is his/Marcos mother by blood, Primrose is not, but she decided to take on Marcos as her son too, since now Mel and Prim are ALMOST married)