#What a cool Tio

[janesurlife]

I don't think anyone else could have described Rafa, his career, his personality and his decision of retirement better than uncle Toni but I was surprised by the words he used to do so. I have always thought Toni as a very intense and meticulous person but this article seems like it came from the softest part of his heart where he placed his nephew surrounded with all the love he could muster. I'm not ashamed to admit it moved me to tears because it's so beautifully written.

[luci-z-wont-shut-up]

I'd like yalls help w something, please

Regardless of its intelligence level, how many non-human creatures have Arthur and John had an emotionally positive experience with?bc I am wracking my brain and the only ones I can come up with are the lamp-eft, the buopoth, the cana, and the owl (I have yet to figure out if cana is a species or a job title but yall know who I'm talking about)

If anyone can fact-check/correct/update me on this I'd appreciate it so much 🙏

[bat-the-misfit]

i LOVE spanish or vanish and we got a glimpse of french or the trench and now duo has done korean or get eaten which was also funny

but the only thing my heart wants is

PORTUGUESE OR THE SQUEEZE

duo pls

[omgtheywereroomates]

Fawful! What is your favorite food?

[xo8ball]

NO HAY GOTAS OTICAS Y TENGO EL OJO RASPADO AYUDAAAAA DIOS PORQUE ME HACES ESTO FUI BUEN PRÓJIMO HIJO DE CONCHA PUTA

[proheromidoriyashouto]

across the spiderverse pre-canon au where the summer after becoming Spiderman, Miles gets an internship at Alchemax because he wins a science competition or whatever and the company is trying to salvage their brand since the whole Fisk Fiasco and it takes him to the new facility out in New Jersey where he shadows, oh, the prodigal Dr. Miguel O'Hara as he conducts his research.

Miguel is actually Spiderman from Earth 928 on a longterm recon mission for the Spider Society, and uses his own brand of genius to get a job at the "new" Alchemax company. He knows who Miles is and is endlessly amused watching the kid lie out of his ass to sneak away and do hero work. Since he has a superior education, and one from the future no less, he handles the actual job with ease. Before he realizes he's genuinely enjoying mentoring Miles in the sciences. There might be something to guiding the kid in the right direction as Spiderman provided he can gain and keep his trust to the canon event.

Miles is in awe and a little intimidated by Dr. O'Hara. But the man is so cool and smart and seems like he could actually teach Miles about interdimensional travel theory even though he's supposedly a geneticist. Scientists branch out, huh? He's pretty jacked for a nerd, too, and speaks in spanish most of the time so when Miles calls home his Mamá sounds really happy with his progress.

If he can grow up to be as accomplished as Dr. O'Hara, Miles will be back with his friends in no time.

[royalarchivist]

Pac: "Alternative Bad Ending: Madagio, Pac, Pacovo." Look how crazy this is! Oh, it's a drawing of Fit! Is it Fit? [Gasps] It's of Fit, how cool! Wow, what a cool drawing, huh? The little eyes still gives it away.[Reading the text] "Sorry, Fitch." Fitch...

Pac: Guys, I miss Fitch so much, don't you? I wish I could find Fit again... Exchange ideas. Man, what does he do, "Calma calma" right? I miss calma calma man. It's complicated, huh?

Pac: Is Fit missing? Fit is missing, right? Fit must be climbing mountains out there at this exact moment. I can imagine him climbing a mountain, a wall. You know? About 15 meters high. There in Minas Gerais, for sure. Just making himself a coffee, eating two pão de queijo with cottage cheese, and going up the mountain. Wow, Fit is very Minas Gerais-style, right?

Pac: "Bom dia, bom dia." True, he says "bom dia." [Laughs] It's really nice, "Bom dia, bom dia." It was too good, huh? So, he's- we're waiting for this guy now. We're waiting, we're waiting. We're all waiting for him, Tio Fábio. But this drawing is really cool, huh? Thank you very much, Niiko.

Thank you for the translation help Kia! Fanart featured is by @niiko_synd on Twitter.

[monzamash]

not in the mood — carlos sainz

carlos sainz x you (femreader) | 1.9k summary – grumpy uncle Carlos is struggling on the extended family holiday and you will do anything to shake him from his bad mood. rating – 18+ (sex, language, google translated spanish) a/n – i’ve decided to collate the sentence starters i got for each driver so that we can get a bit juicer and i can do a little more plot with the smut lol masterlist

You could tell from the moment Carlos stepped off his father’s sailboat that he wasn’t happy. It was a look you’d seen before – typically after a bad race or when the vintage car he’d been working on in his workshop wouldn’t start; infuriated and overtired, two emotions he wasn’t capable of controlling. The vein bulging on his forehead told you to keep your distance while he cooled off, leaving him alone with his own thoughts. Hopefully simmering down.

“Is tio angry at us, tia?” Little Edgar asked, tugging on your long sundress as he watched his uncle storm off towards the resort without a word.

“He’d never be mad at you, cariño…” You replied quietly and brushed the young boys curls from his face, encouraging him to go play with his siblings in the water. But the question had to be asked.

“What happened out there?”

Carlos’ father simply shrugged and threw the cooler filled with bait onto the sand beside his wife, “He gets so worked up over nothing – frustrated with me, frustrated with the little ones. Desagradecida,” He muttered under his breath.

Carlos never got upset over “nothing”. Sure, he was competitive and easily annoyed by small things, pouting to you that something wasn’t right in his mind but storming off a boat after what was supposed to be a nice afternoon with his father and nephews? That wasn’t your Carlos and you stayed silent, not agreeing with Papa on this one.

“Well whatever happened, I’m sure he’ll be over it by dinner.” You sighed, willing your words into reality for the sake of the holiday.

His mother nodded in agreement, knowing that her son was never upset for long. Thankfully she changed the subject and sent her husband on a mission to get her another cocktail from the beach bar. You took the break in conversation to return to your suite where you assumed your husband was brooding alone, probably grumbling to himself in the otherwise silent room.

And you were right. As soon as you clicked the door open, you heard it. The unintelligible Spanish that he always used when he was angry – quietly cursing whoever was coming to ruin his peace and quiet. But you didn’t care if he was annoyed by your presence; you’d been together for long enough to sense what the other needed, especially if something was upsetting them.

He would've done the same for you.

“Don’t throw a pillow at me. I come in peace,” You said, rounding the corner and surrendering your power with your hands up beside your face.

He looked exactly as you expected; propped up against the bed head, thick black rimmed reading glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose and his eyes trained on the book you’d gotten him from the market that morning. At first he ignored you, pretending to be completely immersed in the book he was reading. 

But the quick glance up in your direction was enough to make you smirk. The pout he had on his face when he breezed past you on the beach a few minutes ago was still there, shoulders tensed around his strong neck. The only difference now was that he was shirtless, gloriously tanned and looking painfully beautiful lying on the white linen sheets. You always compared him to a flawlessly chiselled statue, mouth-wateringly perfect in every way.

“You didn’t need to come at all.”

Okay, so maybe not perfect all the time.

“Well I came up because the boys were worried that they’d made you angry but I can’t imagine any scenario where that would be true…”

Carlos’ eyes snapped up to yours, his pout now a frown as he listened to your words. He felt a pang of guilt shoot to his heart as you sat down on the end of the bed, watching his brain tick over and finally realise the effect he had on the people he loved, his little carbon copies. He was Tio Carlos, after all. Their hero.

“Ay, they didn’t think I was mad at them?” He asked more as a question than a statement and you nodded – not to make him feel bad but because it was the truth. The bitter truth from the way his face dropped again, now sadder than before.

“Meirde,” Carlos mumbled under his breath, “I wasn’t angry at them – it was my father. He was shouting at them like he did to me when I was a boy… making them feel stupid so I told him to fuck off and he was not happy about that…” He trailed off, rolling his eyes with a huff.

“I’ll go down and see the boys soon but I just can’t be around him like this,” Carlos added and you understood. He was clearly fired up, fight or flight mode activated with the former winning out.

There weren’t many things that really got under Carlos’ skin but those kids meant more to him than anything. He was protective of them and seeing them being bullied like he was as a young boy triggered him – made him see red and although he was close to his father now, there was a lot of underlying problems that had never been resolved.

Obviously this was one of them but it would be a shame to let all of that pent up anger and aggression go to waste, you thought.

“Fair enough, honey,” You whispered and stood up, smoothing your long sundress out as Carlos went back to his book, “I’ll give you some space but I’m not wearing any underwear right now… Just thought you should know that.”

In true Carlos fashion, he didn’t even flinch at your words, not even a glance nor did he stop you from leaving at first. It wasn’t until your hand was gripping the door handle that you heard him yell out from the bedroom, “And where do you think you’re going then?”

His voice sounded hoarse, deep and tantalisingly sexy as you trotted back to where he was, now sprawled out on the bed and waiting for your return. The book he was seemingly so enthralled in when you left was still open but discarded as you crawled up beside it with a smirk, merely imitating the expression on his face as he watched you.

Eyes forever trained on yours, tempting you up onto his lap that he was patting. Your fingernails dragged along the exposed skin on his thighs that the short shorts weren’t covering, tanned and hairy. Strong and muscular, mind reeling from the things they could do.

Carlos was pouting when you leaned in closer to his face, telepathically sending signals for you to kiss him. It had been a rough afternoon but having you to take his mind of it well and truly made up for it. You smiled and pressed your lips to his, arms snaking around his neck as you settled onto his lap, letting the weight of the day melt into his touch.

His hands crept around your waist and naturally dropped lower to your backside that he was always mesmerised by. There was hardly ever a moment when you were alone that he wasn’t either touching it or gawking at it and you loved it. The attention, the physically touch – he had you wrapped around his finger, and him yours.

“Let your frustration out on me, baby.”

Your permission ignited something deep inside Carlos. A little spark in his eyes catching on as you pulled back and captured his stare, aroused by the darkness and the steeliness as he tugged you into his chest. He was groaning under his breath as you moved above him, stirring that feeling he couldn’t ignore and that you could feel between your thighs.

“Te quiero con todo mi corazón,” Carlos whispered as you reached up and removed the reading glasses from his beautiful face, peppering kisses all over his cheeks.

“I think you look so sexy in these but I don’t want to break them,” You confessed and he simply smirked as he lifted your hips up and pulled his shorts down, freeing himself from the tight material.

“I know you do, darling.”

You rolled your eyes and licked your palm before grasping his growing stiffness in your hand, delicately rolling your wrist to get him to where you needed him. It never took long and with all of the kissing and teasing you’d done to him all morning; Carlos was pretty much hard on sight. But you loved how big he felt in your hand and the way his eyebrows scrunched together when you gripped him a little too tight, a hiss slipping from his lips every time.

“Actually you look sexier like this,” You smiled and kissed him again as he started bunching up your dress, moaning as you continued to pleasure him, tease him. But he got you back, sliding his fingers through your slick and pushing two fingers into you without warning, jerking you forward over his shoulder.

“Oh my god!” You shouted, both hands now gripping the back of his head as he fucked you, knuckle deep and revelling in the fact that you were now on the receiving end of his pleasure.

“Shh, I can hear people in the other room, cariño,” Carlos whispered facetiously, voice taunting and secretly wanting everyone to know that he was the reason for your screams.

“Well don’t shove your fingers inside of me without warning and I would be quiet,” You snapped back before he hit that sweet spot, causing you to return to crook of his neck with a whimpering moan.

“Asshole.”

Carlos snickered at you waving your metaphorical white flag. He loved you taking control and that’s what you did once you sunk down on him, taking his thick cock all the way until you bottomed out. A low, raspy moan slipped from your throat when you felt him twitch inside you, hips snapping up in an attempt to get you to move.

“Don’t rush me, baby. You feel so fucking big… God, why do you feel so big?”

“Because I am huge,” Carlos shamelessly retorted, head titled back and watching squirming on top of him. You rolled your eyes and straightened your back; now feeling like you had a point to prove.

As you sat up, you pressed your hands to his chest, hips rolling achingly slow and taking full advantage of your position.

“Okay, with that kind of arrogance and the way you’ve been moping around all day, you’ve lost your touching rights, my love.”

You slapped his hands off your thighs and watched his eyes glaze over with lust, “Hands off.”

Carlos pouted and reached out with his grabby hands, “Ay, no, please. I have to touch you.”

There was a smirk tugging on the corners of his lips as he pleaded with you, and you could see right through his façade. Even with his unbelievably thick cock filling you to the brim, brushing against that spot deep inside you that would usually have you unravelling in a matter of seconds, you didn’t crack. Not even a little.

“Hands. Off.”

And with those stern words, Carlos simply laid back on the pillows and tucked his hands behind his head, watching as you gave him a show. He couldn’t have loved you any more than he did in that moment – for making him feel like his entire body was on fire and for remedying his bad mood.

You really were a miracle worker. And you were all his.

a//n – ayyyy, the first of the monzamash special! i'm so glad people sent in requests for carlos – he's so fun to write. the next one will either be charles or daniel so let me know if you have preference! and thank you all again for 700 followers x masterlist | askbox

[rhiaarrow]

Honestly I think Bad and the Late Night Trio is my favorite dynamic that's come out of the QSMP.

And I'm not just talking about qBad, Dapper, Pomme and Richas I'm also talking about ccBad, Dappmin, Pommin and Ricardão.

It's just the little things they do, because they're just so used to each other by now and the adms have become such good friends because of the amount of time they spend together on and off the server.

There's just so many examples that stick in my head because they're just so sweet when you realize that none of this people knew each other this time last year.

Like the time when Richas just showed up in front of Bad randomly one day after the reset (the day that Dapper set up the magnet mining machine) and just went;

"Dapper told me through the magic of discord to come see the cool stuff you've been doing, what am I here to see tio?"

Or when Bad and Dapper were out investigating and Dapper puts down a sign saying;

"Richas won't stop telepathically asking if he can come visit."

To which Bad just offhandedly replies

"If he can Dragon Magic his way here then sure, but I am not walking all the way home already."

And sure enough, a few minutes later we hear Richas' horn sound out as he appears out of the blue, having finally been given permission by Dappmin to join their exploration

Not to mention the amount of times we've arrived and been told by Bad; "So heres what [Richas or Pomme or Dapper or any combination of those 3] and I did off stream. "

Or "No Richas I'm not leaving I'm just sending the Ghosties off."

Or when Bad was attempting to figure out how to bribe Richas into keeping his armour on in Lucky Ducks by figuring out what he loved the most before going

"If you don't put your armour on I'll take away fofoca time."

And then explained to the chat that 'fofoca time' is what Richas calls it when he and Bad hang out after stream and that got Richas to put his armour on immediately.

Or even today when Bad threatened to end stream in order to make Richas use a heart container.

Not to mention the night Pommin and Ricardão spent with ccBad training him in battleship before that day in Purgatory 2 or the night they spent modifying the egg signs together.

My favorite example of how close they are even outside of their characters will still forever be the night when Bad, Richas and Pomme were collecting ice together to cover the favela ocean and Ricardão and Pommin were very obviously sat in a vc together while the mined.

They spent a while teaching Bad and the other how to pronounce certain sounds in their native languages.

Then Richarlyson asked Bad about a sound he struggled with in English so Bad taught Ricardão how to make the 'th' sound in the English language correctly while Pommin judged the noise they were making because Bad obviously couldn't hear.

Then later Bad asks Pomme where Richas went since he wasn't visible on the map and she just stands there before telling him that she knows the location and taking him to the exact coordinates.

And they do that a couple times until Bad finally decides to sneak up on Richas and scares Ricardão so bad that he stops moving completely in game for a solid minute and Pommin is just keyboard smashing on signs because she's laughing too hard at how loudly they screamed.

And then Ricardão had to go afk for a couple minutes later on because someone had come to check on them since they'd screamed so loud so early in the morning and they had to tell them that they were, in fact, fine.

Sure right now the way they interact with each other definitely slightly breaks Bad's rp of not knowing each other, especially with Richas.

But at the end of the day when they hang out together it's not just qBad and Richarlyson, it's also Ricardão & ccBad who have spent a frankly ridiculous amount of hours playing together in the less than a year they've known each other (not counting the time Ricardão admitted to being a fan of BBH for).

In fact Ricardão confirmed to Foolish today that since the reset they're the player with the second highest playtime, after Bad, but only by a little bit, and I just think that's very fitting.

Long story short, I LOVE the late night trio and Bad's dynamic because they're just such a chaotic mess who are all willing to do anything and everything that one of them wants to do, no matter how ridiculous it sounds.

It's soooooooo hard to believe they've not even known each other for a year yet because they just all click so fucking well that it's insane.

People from 4 different nationalities, 3 of them playing speechless eggs, and they've become so close thanks to this server. I just think it's beautiful :')

(It is also 3am so I may just be rambling nonsense, so if this makes no sense forgive me xD)

[simping4-2manyppl]

Tom kaulitz 🎸

Birthday Head

I have requests to do and i am getting to them but since it is their birthday i wanted to post this 🤭 enjoy.

Tom kaulitz x reader

WARNING: mature content ahead!!

You woke up cuddled up next to tom. You smiled at him, thinking he was so adorable sleeping. You loved everything about him, which was why you planned the most perfect gift for him.

You tried moving away from him to get out of bed but he just gripped on tighter and groaned, “stay..” he said, mumbling.

“I have to use the bathroom..” you said, still trying to remove him off of you. He groaned and let you go as you quickly got out of bed and made your way to the kitchen.

You didnt actually have to go to the bathroom, you just wanted to surprise him with some breakfast.

After a while of cooking, you finally finished and started to make you way to the bedroom, you placed the plate down on the counter and sat down next to him, shaking him lightly.

“Wake up birthday boy..” you said grinning, waiting for him to see his reaction. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. He looked at you with a smile on his face and caressed your cheek with him thumb before giving you a kiss.

“Goodmorning..” he said, and you just smiled. “I made you breakfast!” You said, moving a bit closer to him so he’d see the plate.

He smiled and got closer to you, “thank you meine liebe” he said giving you another kiss, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“But you know what i really want?” He said smirking, you looked at him confused and shook your head. “No what is it?”

“You.” He said smirking, as he played with his piercing, attaching his lips onto yours and slowly moving his way down to your neck. “me?…” you said shocked, this was definitely not how you expected your morning to go but hey, it was his birthday.

“Yes you.” He said smirking, as he moved his hands down under your shirt, lifting it off of you. “No bra?” He said with a cocky look on his face.

You didnt say anything but blushed instead of responding, the cool air hitting your chest as they perked up, your nipples getting hard.

He moved his hand onto your breasts and started massaging them, then moving his lips onto one and sucking on it lightly, causing you to moan at the feeling.

The wetness between your legs started to grow as he moved on to the other one, continuing to massage your breast.

Your breathing started to get heavier as he moved his hands down to your pants, looking up at you. “Can i?” He said in a soft tone, you nodded eagerly, as he pulled them down revealing your underwear. He smirked and pulled those down aswell.

“So beautiful.” He said, kissing you again, he grabbed you and put you down on the bed as he leaned over you, kissing your chest, stomach, and just leaving a trail of kisses till he reached down in between your legs.

“Wait, tom. As much as id love you eating me out, its your birthday, and i want to pleasure you.” You said, leaning up on your elbows.

“Are you sure? You dont have to.” He said shaking his head, “no tom, i want to.” You said biting your lip as you switched positions.

He took off his pants leaving him in only his boxers as you palmed him through the thin material before pulling them down as his dick sprung out, already hard.

Your looked up at him and smirked before putting your hand on his dick, slowly moving it up and down, just to tease him.

You bent over and placed your tongue on the tio, swirling your tongue around it. He let out a soft moan and closed his eyes.

You then licked up and down before putting most of the whole thing into your mouth. The rest you couldnt fit in you had your hand on.

You moved your head up and down slowly, then taking him out of your mouth and spitting on your hand, using it as lube, jerking him off.

He let out a louder moan and your smirked to yourself as you put your lips back on his dick, starting to go faster, bobbing your head.

He threw his head back and moaned loudly, feeling the pleasure. You kept going as he started moaning your name out loud, your cheeks turned red as you felt yourself getting wet.

He bit his lip, as you started going faster, wanting him to cum. He grabbed your hair, making it into a ponytail and he started moving your head down, he kept on pushing your head further down as you started to gag.

He let out a moan as you felt him twitch, letting you know that he was close. He released your head and you got up, taking a deep breath, still jerking him off as all your saliva was on your hand, making it easier for you to jerk him off.

You put your mouth on the tip, swirling your tongue once again, as you moved your head further down, looking up at him, sucking in your cheeks.

He moaned loudly as he released his sperm inside of your mouth, groaning. You licked it up, swallowing it, since he loved it when you did. You wiped your mouth clean, as he smiled at you, breathless.

“Thank you, that was amazing.” He said, placing a kiss on your cheek, then placing his head down and closing his eyes, smiling.

You blushed and put your head on his chest, also trying to catch your breath.

“I love you.” You said tilting your head up, looking at him with a smile on your face. He looked down at you and chuckled lightly, “i love you too.” He said, placing his arm around your body.

[yunhoszn]

ateez & the carne

i think im pretty vocal about being latina bc im proud of being a brown queer woman #tripleminority but one of my favorite things to do is headcanon idols as latine and the teezers are no different so here’s how i think they would be at a carne + their latino names <3

@atzhouse @juyofans

𖥔 hongjoong would be a hit at the carne tbh. like alllll the tias would be on him asking him all these questions about what he does and stuff LOL he has the most latino energy imo and i feel like he would be chopping it up spilling chisme and learning all the family drama 😭 his latino name is hector btw.

𖥔 seonghwa would also be a tia favorite. they would NAWT be leaving him alone i fear… they’d get him in the cumbia circle QUICK brother isnt leaving without dancing to el baile del gorila by massore at least once. i feel like he’d love the music yk? his latino name is sebastián.

𖥔 yunho… sweet sweet yunho… everyone loves him bc he’s so kind and respectful. the only reason he wouldn’t be hounded by the tias is bc all the little cousins are HOARDING HIM TO PLAY WITH THEM!! he’ll take a break to eat and the kids are like NOOOOOO COME BACK :(( and it’s so cute. but his favorite part is obviously all the meat LMFAOOO his latino name is diego.

𖥔 yeosang is a family favorite. an all rounder if u will. he would make his way around the whole backyard to meet everyone bc he wants to know the whole family </3 he would get along best with the older cousins and their s/os i feel bc he’s so funny and so polite. his latino name is rafael.

𖥔 san is also a family favorite. he gets along with the tios most bc yk… beefy man and they wanna see what all the hype is about. the older male cousins are asking him his workout routine and EVERYTHING LLWMSKWNE but also like yun, the little cousins are dragging him to play with them and whining when he takes a break. the tias are gushing about how handsome he is. his latino name is santiago.

𖥔 mingi is another tia favorite! he’s tall and handsome and his stupid jokes makes them CACKLE they jajajaja the night away with him. but the older cousins are also invested BC he’s so funny LOL i’m picturing him in a setting with my own family and they’d also mess with him so much bc he’s gullible as shit 😭 but they’d love him trust <3 his latino name is miguel.

𖥔 wooyoung… now wooyoung is the type to jokingly flirt with the tias and they feed into it HELLA 😭 but he’s also super cool with the tios esp bc he likes cooking so he’s like learning alllllll the carne seasoning and marinating techniques and how to barbecue with them and that’s major brownie points for him. they’d coerce him into taking shots though bc that’s the only way to stop him from being a gremlin. his latino name is mateo.

𖥔 jongho #1 ladies man tbh the tias would think he’s so cute. he would probably feel a little overwhelmed at first bc carnes are LOUD and OBNOXIOUS and that’s just… not for him. but he would do anything to make his s/o happy and if that means attending these to win over ur family he will! he would kinda stick by his s/o’s side the whole time until he opens up and then he’s drinking with the older cousins and the tios like nothing! his latino name is josé.

© yunhoszn. do not steal, claim, or repost.

[kairiscorner]

hi! i saw fic requests were open but you absolutely don’t have to do this one if you’d don’t like it. i mainly wanted to get this idea out of my head so hope you at least enjoy reading it!

Maybe E-42!Miles meeting their future s/o through his Uncle Aaron? Aaron’s been complaining about his car for some time but neither he nor Miles have been able to look into the issue since they’ve been busy with Prowler stuff. One day Aaron suddenly stops complaining about his car and even looks happy about it. When Aaron brings Miles to a new auto shop he found, the intern mechanic had to try to fix Aaron’s car since everyone else was busy and turns out the girl is a natural at fixing cars. She ended up saving Aaron a good chunk of money and Miles even realizes this new mechanic is a real quiet girl from his classes that he didn’t notice since the girl tended to blend into the background.

HELLOOOOO I LOVE THAT THOUGH WHAT !! i'm not exactly a miles 42 simp, BUT I WILL GLADLY WRITE THIS YEEEEE (i'm craving to write more for him ngl, maybe i will !!)

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

she's really something else — miles 42 x fem!reader

summary: you were extremely cool, being able to fix his uncle's car's issue in a flash while also being super cute in his eyes–man, you make him forget all the lessons his uncle gave him about impressing girls, you make him feel so... foolish and in love. word count: 511

miles was sitting down on a chair by the mechanic's garage, waiting for the repair person to get there. his uncle aaron had been complaining about his car's condition for quite some time now, and just recently did he start lightening up about it, after he found out about a mechanic nearby that didn't charge too much.

not long after, a girl in the mechanic's uniform came in with tools and dirty gloves and a pair of goggles on her head. she immediately got to work on uncle aaron's car. "tio, this girl's the mechanic you found?" he asked his uncle and looked at him quizzically, to which the latter responded with a nod. "a natural, ain't she?" he asked miles with a grin as miles nodded back. "i mean, she's getting the job of two people done way faster." he pointed out as the girl came out from underneath the car in an instant.

uncle aaron and miles went over to her as she explained what issues she saw with the car and what might need to be fixed next time. miles caught himself staring at her and only realized he was when he thought to himself how familiar this girl seemed, but she also didn't seem like an acquaintance of his. he had to admit, though, she was a real cutie–a smart, talented, quick to work cutie.

his uncle aaron glanced at miles and nudged at his arm. "y'know her? your eyes are saying so." he teased miles as he shook his head and shrugged. "i know i've seen her before at school, never talked to her though." he said briefly as his uncle called her over. miles' eyes widened as she turned around and made eye contact with the two. "this is my nephew, miles, miles morales. he attends brooklyn visions academy, too–your boss said you're from there, yeah?" he asked her as she nodded and got a good look at miles.

"yeah, i know you." she said briefly with a crooked smile which miles reciprocated with his own widening one. he tried to play it cool though, as his uncle aaron always taught him, but it was so hard to do when miles was face to face with such a cool and cute girl. "i'll be right back, gotta talk to your boss real quick. miles, keep her company for a little bit." his uncle said as he walked off, with miles stuttering and stammering a reply his uncle couldn't hear as he left.

you took off your goggles to get a better look at him, which made miles a little more flustered because your eyes underneath just looked so adorable. you introduced yourself to him, and miles blurted out, "ah, yeah, i remember your name." "you do?" you asked with a hint of curiosity as miles' eyes widened and he tried to calm down again. "y-yeah. i do." he stuttered, which made you smile wider. man, was he a sucker for that smile... no wonder he fell so hard for you and wanted to be yours.

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[todarknessitfalls]

"Do you really really really want to? I'm a psycho-psychopath!!"

Hiya!! I'm… well I go by a lot of names!!

Most commonly used ones are: - Antagonist/Antag (Mostly used online/amongst my general mutuals + followers!!) - Kris - N - Jack - Michael - Atsushi - Vic - Xavier - Any of my kin names!!

I also go by Mercutio and nicknames derived from that, but please ask me before using that name for me, since I'd prefer if only people who are close to me call me Mercutio or Tio

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@lemon-reef - baby sibling, pat pat pat pat pat pat

@valentinos-corner - baby sibling, all the hugs and squishes

@evvwenthome - baby sibling, picking you up and putting you in a bag

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#man i love michael afton - michael afton posting

#antagonist raises the sun - i say good morning!

#antagonist travels to eep land - i say good night!

My sideblog for roleplaying can be found at: @antag--roleplays

[bat-the-misfit]

ok i googled and redid the test and now i can say with a little more of certainty that my range goes from A2 to F#5

[mangofanarts]

The egg's signs are so supportive < 3 Sunny's sign: "Slayed in those heels" Ramon's sign: "LET IT GOOOOO" Chayanne's sign: "queen" Tallulah's sign: "Tio Bad ATE and left no crumbs, as he should :D" Pomme's sign: (I'll edit this when I can read it xd - or anyone is free to tell me what Pomme put there because when I screenshotted it, I missed the zoom in on it)

Pomme's other sign: "COME ON IT LOOKS EVEN MORE COOL IN ELSA'S OUTFITTTTT"

[ikeromantic]

Nanny Belle and the Midnight Princes pt1

Nanny Belle does her best to keep her favorite little princes entertained, while welcoming the kids from Jade, Benitoite, and Obsidian too. Diplomatic crises, chaos, and cuteness everywhere! Approx. 2500 words

Nanny Belle Stories here

Belle looked over the room with a critical eye. There was a play space for Luke and Rio, a reading nook for Chevalier, plenty of toys for Leon, Licht, Nokto, Jin, and Yves. Extra cleaning rags and a bucket of sand for any surprises from Clavis. Some places to lay down if someone felt tired, and a snack table with enough food to feed an army of little princes. It would do. 

“I hope it meets your exacting standards.” A cool, low voice tickled her ear. 

She nearly jumped as she turned to find Sariel at her shoulder. “I - I didn’t hear you come in.”

“I can be very quiet when I need to be.” He smiled. Some said the councilor’s smile made babies cry, but Belle found it endearing. Sariel had a sharp smile, wry, with a hint of dark humor. And there was a warmth in his eyes, especially when he looked at her the way he was looking now. 

Belle smiled back at him. “I believe it.” She gestured to the room. “Everything looks great. Thank you so much for letting us use this space. I really wanted the princes to feel special on the holiday, even if they don’t get to go to the king’s celebration.”

He nodded, clasping his hands behind his back. “You always take such good care of them.” Sariel’s smile faded. “I didn’t stop in just to see if the accommodations were sufficient. I also have a favor to ask.”

“For you? Anything.” She laughed.

“You should take care when you make such sweeping statements, especially to a man like me.” He looked entirely serious, almost grim, as he spoke. Then he pushed his glasses back up onto his nose. “There will be additional royalty present this evening. Prince Silvio and Emidio of Benitoite, Prince Keith and Tio of Jade, Princess Mirielle of Jade, and Prince Gilbert from Obsidian. They will be in your care for the duration of the celebrations.”

She felt her eyebrows lift and her shoulders tense. “I’m sorry?”

Sariel set his hands on her shoulders, reassuring her. “I know it’s a lot to ask, with so much already in your care. But it can’t be helped. The princes are visiting, as part of their education. And tonight, the ambassadors and tutors accompanying them will be at the king’s party.”

Belle swallowed. “Alright. I - I guess I can handle a few more little guys. What’s the worst that could happen?”

“War. But don’t let that worry you. I am sure you’ll be fine. You are a very capable woman with admirable talents.” Sariel squeezed her gently, almost a hug. “I’ll come check on you when I am able, or you can send a servant if need be and I will come running.” He smiled. “Anything for you.”

She smiled back, still feeling rather anxious. “Alright. When will they arrive?”

“Shortly after the party begins.”

Belle nodded. “Any allergies or special care I should know about?”

Sariel shrugged, his hands dropping to his sides. “Keep Gilbert away from anything sharp and pointy, Silvio likes shiny things, and Keith . . . is a moody child.” He reached up and lightly touched her cheek. “I wouldn’t ask you to do this if I didn’t think you could. And I mean it when I say, I will be here should you need me.”

She felt her cheeks heat beneath his gloved fingertips. “Thanks Sariel. That means a lot. I just hope I don’t disappoint.”

“You won’t. Good luck, my dear. And happy new year!” Sariel waved as he left, hurrying on to his next task. 

Belle watched him go with a bittersweet smile. Sariel was such a professional. So knowledgeable, and kind to spend so much of his time here reassuring her. A mere nanny. She sighed. But there wasn’t much time to worry as the boys were on their way.

Jin arrived first, with Luke on his shoulders, chased by one of the nursery maids. “Wheeee! Pffff!” He whinnied and snorted like a horse, and pretended to buck while Luke clung to his head. A tiny, chubby little red-headed knight, drooling on his horse. 

“Be careful,” Belle called out, as Jin charged toward the snack table. 

“Yes, Nanny Belle!” Jin skidded to a halt. “Do I get a kiss on the cheek for being good?” 

“Nope. I expect you to be good. But if you’re extra good, maybe you can have a kiss on the top of your head later.” She grinned at the cheeky boy. One day, she thought, that kid is going to break hearts. 

Jin smiled widely. “Then I’ll be extra good.”

“I somehow doubt that.” Leon strode in after him, looking every inch a little prince. His cheeks were still a little hollow from his last bout of sickness, but he was smiling, and moved with boyish energy. “Is this where they’re packing us away during the party?”

Belle shook her head. “This is where we’re having our own much better party. The ballroom will just be full of stodgy people drinking wine and doing formal dancing. In here, we get to play games and eat good food, and dance however we want to.”

“Dancing is stupid,” Licht interjected as he and Nokto came into the room. 

“It is not,” Nokto argued.

“Is too!”

“Not!”

“Hey! If Licht doesn’t want to dance, that’s ok. He can use the telescope on the balcony to look at stars instead.” Nanny Belle gestured toward the wide balcony space beyond a set of glass double doors.

“There’s a telescope?” Nokto’s eyes got big and suddenly all the boys were rushing out to the balcony to look at it. 

Chevalier shuffled in next, his lips in a hard frown. He held a book in each hand. He didn’t say anything to Belle, just came in and plopped down in the reading nook she’d set up for him. He opened one of his books and glared down at the page. 

Belle knew better than to interrupt his funk. He was angry at being excluded from adult things, a sentiment she understood. Chev was a gifted child and being stuck with the other kids grated on him. But despite his brilliance, he was still a child at heart and she knew he’d come around once he got over his sulk.

Yves came in with another of the nursery maids. It looked as if he’d taken extra time with his outfit and hair. He looked around the room with an air of cautious curiosity, then his eyes fell on Belle. “You look the same.” He crossed his arms grumpily. “You’re ‘posed to dress up for parties!”

“Oh! Well, you’re absolutely right Prince Yves. But even though I’m wearing my nanny’s uniform, I promise I’m all dressed up and fancy inside.” She grinned and winked at him.

“What does that mean?” Yves touched a strand of his curly hair. 

“It means in my imagination and in my heart, I’m wearing the fanciest ballgown tonight. I bet if you close your eyes, you could imagine it too.” 

He clenched his eyes shut and took on a look of extreme concentration. “Oh! Yes, I can imagine it Ms. Belle.”

A jingling distracted Yves from his imaginary nanny, and he turned toward the door. “Is this the kid-jail for tonight’s shindig?” A willowy young boy stood in the doorway. He had pale, fluffy hair and sea blue eyes. He jangled due to several bejeweled chains at his hip, wrist, neck, and ankles. It was more jewelry than Belle had ever seen on a child.

“Ummm, yes, this is where we’re having a princes’ party. What’s your name, little guy?” Nanny Belle was sure he was one of the foreign princes, but which?

“You can call me your highness. Damn uppity servants. Who do you think you are, asking for my name? I should buy your contract just so my dad can fire you.” He put a fist to his hip and glared at her.

“Shut up, Silvio. Your jangling and yapping grates on my nerves.” Chevalier spoke up from his corner without looking up from his book.

Nanny Belle smiled as best she could. What a rude little boy! “Welcome, Prince Silvio. You’ll find the snack table there, and some games and toys over here. And there’s a telescope on the balcony. I hope you’ll find something you like to do.”

He rolled his eyes, but sauntered in. “These snacks are lame. What is this even? A fruit tray?”

“Silvio, that’s not very nice.” Another new voice came from the doorway, or rather, from beside it. The speaker was hiding behind the doorframe. 

Yves put his thumb in his mouth, a nervous gesture, and scooted closer to Belle. 

“Shut it, Gloomskull. Nobody asked you.” Silvio frowned at the empty doorway. “And quit skulkin’ around. Come in or go home.”

A smaller boy walked in, his hands clenched nervously at the hem of his jacket. “I can’t go home. It’s too far to walk.” He wavered nervously just inside the room as if he might really try to run home.

Belle crouched down to his height. “We wouldn’t want you to go home, Prince Keith. Come here and I’ll show you how to use the telescope.”

He stared at her, clearly unsure what to make of her offer. 

She held out her hand, waiting for him to take it. 

After a long moment of studying her hand and face, he tentatively grasped one finger. “Ok.” 

Silvio scoffed and rolled his eyes, but when Nanny Belle started for the balcony with Prince Keith in tow, Silvio trailed along behind them, jangling with every step. The balcony was decorated with flowers and ribbons, with several low couches and tables set up. The telescope was off to one side, pointed out toward the hills beyond the capital city. 

Licht and Nokto were taking turns gazing through it, even though it wasn’t dark enough to see anything in the sky yet. The twins turned as the two new princes approached. Despite their similar appearances, their reactions couldn’t have been different. Nokto smiled widely, while Licht gave a little frown and walked to the rail, ignoring them completely. 

Keith was so excited by the telescope that he let go of Belle’s hand to rush over to it. 

Nokto immediately stepped in to play host, a natural diplomat. “Do you like it? My father had it imported from Obsidian.”

“Does it use gems for lenses?” Keith asked excitedly.

“Gems?” Silvio perked up.

Nanny Belle intended to step in before Nokto started weaving one of his embellished stories, but a loud woman’s voice summoned her back into the main room. A woman stood in the doorway, dressed in the most fashionable gown from the season’s ballroom wear. It might have looked nice, had she not covered it with ostentatious - but expensive - jewelry, and too much heavy makeup. She had a little boy with her, cradled in her arms as if he were an infant, though he was clearly old enough to walk on his own.

“My lady,” Belle gave a deep curtsy.

The woman glared at her but did not respond. Instead, she spoke to the boy in her arms. “Is mommy’s little ‘Dio going to be happy here? What do you think? Do you want to stay with me? Hmmm?”

“I . . .” the little boy’s sea blue gaze tracked across the room, taking in the toys and games and snacks, lingering on the other children. 

“Highness, your husband is waiting,” a servant said softly from the hallway, just out of sight. 

The woman pinched the boy’s cheek. “Of course you want to stay. Mommy will come back for you after the party, ok?”

“I . . .” Before he could say anything else, the woman set him down and hurried out without another word. The boy stood there looking a little bewildered. 

Belle crouched in front of him and smiled gently. “Let’s see. Your eyes are blue like the ocean, and your hair is almost azure . . . so you must be Prince Emidio. Am I right?”

He nodded and wiped his nose on his sleeve. 

“Your brother is on the balcony looking at a telescope. Did you want to go out too?” 

Emidio glanced out at the balcony and shook his head. “No. I want to go home.” 

Chevalier glanced up from his book, staring at the Benitoitian prince with an icy glare. 

Emidio swallowed whatever other complaint he had and smiled up at Nanny Belle. “I am sorry, miss. Thank you for having me here. I am sure this party will be wonderful.” He looked over at the snack table. “May I?”

“Of course,” Belle smiled at him brightly. His whole demeanor shifted in a blink, and while she was sure he was still unhappy, there was no sign of it. It made her sad to see how even at this age, the young prince knew to hide his feelings. She leaned closer and whispered, “It’s ok if you miss your mama. She’ll be back for you soon. In the meantime, I hope we can have fun.”

He blinked at her in surprise, and then nodded. 

Nanny Belle might have said more, but her attention was pulled away by shouting on the balcony. She hurried out to see what was going on. 

“You threw Luke’s honey roll! I saw!” Jin was pointing at Keith, his voice raised. Luke was whimpering and staring off the balcony after something. Probably his honey roll. 

“Did I? Hm. Maybe it was an accident,” Keith shrugged, a mischievous smile on his lips. “Or maybe you imagined it.”

Licht frowned at him, garnet eyes hard. “I saw too. It wasn’t an accident.”

“I think you imagined it.” Keith shrugged again. “He probably dropped it himself, trying to get his sticky hands all over the telescope. If anything, we’re lucky he dropped it. Because if he smeared the lens, we couldn’t see anything tonight.”

Nanny Belle took a moment to listen. This was nothing like the shy little moppet she’d welcomed in a few minutes ago. He was like an entirely different little boy. She didn’t understand it, but if she didn’t intervene, this was going to turn into an incident. “Come here, Prince Luke. I’ll get you a new honey roll, ok?” 

Luke toddled over to her, sticky fingers grasping at the air as she picked him up. 

“Prince Jin, I’m sure if Prince Keith dropped anything, it was an accident. We’re all friends here, so let’s remember that.” She gave Jin a sharp look. 

He caught it, and after a moment, he nodded. “Yes, Nanny Belle.” He took a breath. “I’m sorry, “Prince Keith. I must have been mistaken.”

Keith grinned widely. “Thanks. And hey, can I get a honey roll while you’re at it, Nanny?”

“Of course.” Nanny Belle led him inside, with Luke balanced on her hip. She handed the tyke a honey roll and settled him in a chair so he couldn’t get sticky sweet smears on everything. Then she handed Keith a plate with another roll on it. “Do you need a fork?”

“Yes, please?” Prince Keith’s smile seemed gentler now, but maybe that was just getting something sweet to eat. 

Belle handed him the fork just in time to turn and see another servant in the doorway. He was tall and dressed in light armor, all black. He looked dangerous, and he probably was. The royal crest of Obsidian was emblazoned on his chest, and though he wasn’t armed, he looked capable of violence.

To be continued!