#but this is a problem for future marina

[marinaiguess]

What do you think the dynamic between Sage and Rusty Rose would be?

"I will not share data with the enemy."

"I will not share data with the enemy."

"Alright then, farewell, Rusty Rose."

"Farewell dumb bitch whose name I don't even know."

[watcherglowcloud]

leaving my ugly but comfortable clothes at home so i can’t relapse into my adam sandler fashion in college

[malachitezmeyka]

My sleep schedule's a bit messed up after a week of holiday and I can't fall asleep at a reasonable time while at my grandma's, so obviously I'm once again being plagued by my favourite kind of brain rot

Currently thinking about how there must have been a small moment of peace, a few weeks maybe, before Zaheer's breakout starts having major consequences but after Kuviren figure their shit out and everyone warms up to each other, where the Kids can relax and take a breather and act like the teenagers they never got to be

Because yes, I'm standing by what I said, none of the kids ever got to be actual teenagers:

Suiren had to grow up quickly after the loss of her parents. Her whole childhood was spent taking the brunt of Haya's violence, always aching, always hungry, with no one to turn to. The world's not fair, she learned quickly. You've got to help yourself because no one else will. You have to get Midori out of here. She trained herself not to cry, not to need as much food, not to require comfort. As she entered her teens, her childhood self had already starved to death. By the time she turned 13, she was already weary and burdened and exhausted, with no hopes for the future. By 15 she dropped out of school, and her only friends all that time were her sister and her moose lion. She can't think of anything but protecting Midori. No job in Gaoling will take her, deterred by her lack of schooling, her swamp heritage and what Haya had said about her. But money has to be earned somehow. Most girls like her end up in brothels, but she knows her prodigious waterbending skills could be put to a different use. By 17 she's an assassin, spending hours in the shower trying to scrub away the blood that is no longer there, focusing on nothing but the next mission, slicing the throats of those young girls with sparkling golden brown eyes that sometimes show up in the corners of her vision. The supposed carefree teenage years that she was owed are now way beyond her understanding.

Midori is not as weighed down with the weight of the world as Suiren, but she had her youth stolen as a consequence of what happened at the South Pole all those years ago too. Her trauma – Haya yelling at her for the slightest mistake, always calling her a useless child, calling her weak and a whiny brat for showing emotions natural to any child in her situation – left her extremely anxious, so quiet it's very easy to forget she's even there. Children are meant to be seen and not heard. And then there's the guilt, knowing full well her sister skips meals for her, takes punishments for her, endures beatings for her, no matter how hard Suiren tries to hide it. Midori hit puberty already wishing she was never born, maybe then Suiren's burden would have been alleviated. All of that in turn made it impossible for her to make friends, not to mention everyone knowing that her sister is the swamp freak, and their aunt's endless list of chores practically kept her chained at the house so she couldn't go out even if she had the chance to. She spent her 17th birthday fully aware her parents are out there, and allowed herself a childish hope that they'll be reunited, just like she always wished for thirteen long, horrible years. But her parents were killed within weeks afterwards. The day they got the news of their demise was the day she knew there was no going back. The day she knew that she was now an adult.

Bolin was protected by Mako for most of his life, ever since his parents were murdered when he was six, but even with his brother always looking out for him, what kind of childhood is living on the streets, running errands for triads? Still, out of the hundreds of homeless children in Republic City, he and Mako are the lucky ones, they were discovered and taken in by that probending trainer. But nothing in Republic City comes for free, and the two of them just so happen to make up two thirds of a team. His early teenage years were, he realises now, wasted, training in probending all day, every day. They go out on the field in every match they can but are still barely getting enough in earnings to scrape by, and life is only bearable because they can stay unconditionally in that room above the arena. He adores probending, the love and attention from his fans, but more often than not wishes he was part of the groups of friends that come to watch the games instead. He meets Korra at 16 and within the year has to witness her almost die three times, and despite all that training he was near powerless to stop it. After that was all over, he enlisted in Kuvira's army at 17, trying to get rid of that feeling of helplessness by deciding to help fix the mess created in the world during that year. But a soldier cannot be a child, and a child cannot be a soldier.

Kuvira's childhood ended the day her parents abandoned her at Suyin's front gate and never looked back, leaving her with nothing but the clothes on her back and a small sack of belongings. All for sometimes acting out, a result of them never paying her any attention as well as her possessing stronger bending than she could handle. It was easier to label her a problem child and get rid of her than to realise the cause of the issue. Suyin was different from her parents, extremely impressed by Kuvira's bending skills, to the point she made her her protege, and Kuvira, so unused to the praise, threw herself headfirst into making Suyin proud. Bending, dancing, training... It took up all of her free time, but as long as she gained Suyin's approval, she found that she didn't care. What use would she have for that much free time anyway? She's 17 and already made captain of the Zaofu guard as well as named the best dancer in the troupe. Some say it's because she's Suyin's prized pupil, but no one can deny that her metalbending is outstanding. But she never has time to hang out with the girls from the dance team or her comrades from the guard, and she pretends it doesn't matter to her, but she secretly yearns for that feeling of belonging. She sacrificed her teenagehood to make Suyin proud, and after all of that, despite everything Kuvira did, Suyin still doesn't consider her a daughter.

Opal is easily the most privileged of the five, being born into one of the wealthiest Earth Kingdom families does come with its perks, after all. But those grand metal domes of her home city that opened like flowers every morning were nothing more than gilded cages to her. Once it became obvious she wasn't a bender, her mother lost interest, happy to let her do as she pleased as long as she upheld the family image. It doesn't matter what hobby she chooses, nothing she achieves will be enough to rectify that her lack of bending brought an end to the rather short-lived Beifong dynasty of strong earthbending women. But she has to focus on something. Baatar shares their father's love for engineering, Huan has his art, the twins are total momma's boys with their metalbending games, Opal has nothing and no one. Somehow, even while distracted, her mother managed to keep her close enough that Opal could never meet someone without their first impression of her being through her mother's lens. She turned to books to cope with the loneliness, always dreaming of a life away from Zaofu. She's freshly 17 when she got it, but what started as a dream come true quickly turned into a nightmare once the northern air temple was attacked by the Red Lotus. Her childhood innocence and belief in the good of the world died somewhere within that cave.

My point is, the five of them deserve to act like teenagers, to gain back what they lost. Let Suiren rebel, let Midori make friends, let Bolin have fun, let Kuvira relax, let Opal express herself, LET THEM BE KIDS

And I just love to imagine what they'd get up to in that moment of peace. Maybe they gather together, a bit away from the RL, and play dumb games like Fuck Marry Kill. Playing with Kuvira is always a challenge because she knows exactly which buttons to push, which is how she got Suiren to say, through gritted teeth and lots of cursing, that she'd marry Mako, because the other two options were Suyin and Unalaq and she's a distinguished lesbian and not fucking a man thank you very much.

Maybe they go out in the early hours of the morning and climb to the top of the rocks hiding the cabin from view to watch the sun rise over Republic City. Maybe their games of truth or dare get so intense you wouldn't want to be caught in the middle of one. Maybe while on supply runs one of them sneaks some alcohol, and they proceed to nearly kill Bolin when he suggests playing spin the bottle. Maybe they go skinny dipping in the lake. Maybe they find secluded spots to practice and figure out how their bending all works together. Maybe they try to figure out ways to hide the hickeys Suiren leaves on Kuvira. Maybe they make fun of how Green Opal become blushy messes near each other. Maybe if preserving secrecy and anonymity wasn't such a big concern they'd sneak off to attend festivals in small surrounding towns. Maybe after long days they collapse and sleep in one big pile together. And maybe the RL know full well what the five of them are doing, but given that they're anarchists and naturally lax with rules, they decide to just let them do what they want, all the while reminiscing on everything they got up to as teenagers.

The five of them are in their early to mid twenties and about to become the third generation of the Red Lotus setting out to try and change the world, hopefully with more success than their predecessors. But maybe, before they do, they'll get to act like dumb, careless teenagers like they were always meant to, just one last time.

[velvetsainz]

summary: [ cl16 x fem!reader ] the corsican heat causes very particular problems for charles. part of the hot monaco nights series.

word count: 2.5k

content warnings: smut under the cut (minors dni pls!), a lil hint of plot, use of explicit language, fingering, brief p in v, mention of oral (f!receiving), google-translated french (i cannot be stopped), we're pretending charles can legally drive a boat this size, em dashes, time is a social construct

a/n: you guys wanted to know what happened in corsica, so here's the start to that story. also giant mega jumbo thank you to @lecrep for help with a wonderful plot point which i will not spoil—hehe! enjoy, bbys! xx

You weren’t sure what Charles had to promise Pascale to get you two alone, but somehow he managed it.

It was the summer break of the ‘22 season, and you’d been dating a sweet six months since he’d first kissed you as the clock struck midnight on New Year’s.  It had been a small enough party, about thirty or so close friends and their partners—even a few kiddos, to boot.  What neither of you knew that night was that half of your shared friends had been scheming to get you two together; despite excuse after excuse about why one of you couldn’t go on a date, finally they’d been able to get the two of you in the same room.

Now, months later, you couldn’t imagine life any differently.  It made you think of the future, about forever…

No, you stopped yourself when you found yourself daydreaming, forcing yourself to stay in the moment.  You didn’t want to put too much pressure on it, put too many expectations on what was awaiting on the other side of that question.  It made everything easier, lighter.

Charles, on the other hand, was head-over-fucking-heels for you.  He’d always been a romantic, but something about you—the way you touched him, the way you looked at him, the way you kissed…he found himself easily thinking of his future with you, and he didn’t try to stop himself.

Granted, the way you looked in your sundress as you boarded the boat for a day along the Cosican coast, how could he think of anything but you?  The white cotton fabric against your new tan, the short skirt skimming over the tops of your thighs in the most tantalizing way.  Thoughts of the dress rucked up around your waist with his head between your legs and hands palming your perfect breasts under what remained of your dress filled his head, eyes glazing over and cock stirring in his trunks.  You were trying to kill him, he concluded, and he was as good as dead.

What you had underneath didn’t help anything either.  Once he’d gotten you both out to a private little cove and he’d dove into the water to escape the heat of the late morning sun, you decided that it was time to lay out for the afternoon; your master's program had kept you busy enough over the past couple months that you still felt all-too-pale even with your newly-acquired tan.  (Not to mention, you swore he kept you up half the night with the way he would pull your hips flush with his own and plant soft, searing kisses on the bare skin of your shoulders and back—you needed the rest.)

Peeling the white sundress over your head and discarding it on one of the padded benches, you’re left in a baby blue string bikini that he swore got even tinier since he’d seen you prancing around inside the villa before you’d left for the marina.  Face half submerged, Charles’s hazel eyes watched you like a predator watched its prey as you laid out on one of the cushions on the bow’s sun deck with a book in hand and sunglasses perched on your nose.

He grumbled to himself in broken French as his mind swam and blood rushed from his head to the appendage between his legs.  He’d been practically insatiable the past few days, his hands always finding a bare strip of scorching skin where he could get ahold of you before his lips and pouty eyes could take care of the rest.

Thirty minutes passed like that, the Monégasque puttering around in the water before he finally gave in to the siren call.

Padding up the steps from the teak swim deck at the stern of the boat, you could hear as he stalked his way to you, but you kept reading regardless.  That was, until you felt a pair of lips pressed to the small of your back, just above the waistband of the aforementioned bikini.  It drew a hiss from your lips and a slight jolt as you felt Charles’s cool wet skin press against your legs and his hair dripped onto your mid-back. You whined his name, setting your book face down.

“Oui, chérie?,” he asked in a low voice as he continued pressing heated, open-mouthed kisses up your spine until he was at the juncture between your neck and shoulders.

“Baby you’re cold,” you tried to explain as he sucked a mark into the delicate skin of your neck, your head sagging down and away as you bared your neck for him, “and you’re wet.”

He hummed into your skin, and you could feel the smirk at his lips as the cushion dipped beside one of your hips.  You turned onto your side as one of his hands wove itself into the hair just behind your ear, and his lips found yours again as they always seemed to do.  But this wasn’t a tame peck, an innocent little kiss—there was heat and tongue and your head was sent spinning off into the abyss as you felt your tummy do that telltale flip while your eyelids felt ten thousand pounds too heavy.

“You are too, ma belle,” Charles teased in a low voice, his eyes dark and pupils blown wide.

Again, a pitiful sound slipped from the back of your throat as his head dipped down to find your neck once more and one of his hands slipped under one of the side ties of your bikini bottoms.  “That’s beside the point,” you tried to rebut before he kissed you again, this time pulling the tie undone completely.  Oh, how he enjoyed silencing an argument like that…(Meanwhile, you thought it was playing dirty, but you’d allow it—for the storyline of it all, at least…no other reason—absolutely none…)

“Je peux vous aider avec ça,” he hummed in your ear before pulling your earlobe between his teeth, the deft hand on your hip ghosting over the skin of your inner thighs and causing your breath to catch in your throat.  “Permettez-moi…”

The honeyed words were like a magical salve to all that ails you, to all the remaining doubts that his kisses hadn’t cured from your mind; you hadn’t had much restraint before, but whatever iota you had remaining was sapped the moment his lust-lidded eyes met your own.

You nodded your head, and that was all the bastard needed as he smirked like the cat that had just gotten away with eating the canary. “So stubborn,” he chided playfully as he pulled one of your legs over his hip and the two of you settled into the cushions in full light of the blue skies above. Thankfully, he didn’t tease you too much as he took to sliding his calloused fingers over the damp velvet of your folds, drawing a soft whine from you like a confectioner pulling taffy in the window of one of the boutique shops you’d seen in Ajaccio.

Your eyes closed once more, head finding the crook of your partner’s neck as he drew the pad of his middle fingers in lazy circles around your pearl and the searing heat of his mouth found yours again.  He swallowed every little sound you gave him when he finally sunk two thick fingers into your soaked cunt, curling them against that spongy spot deep inside you.  Stars burst behind your eyes at the sensation and your hips bucked in search of more and more and more.

“Charles—,” you whimpered his name pitifully, brows knit together as you concentrated on that tight burning coil in the pit of your tummy that pulled tighter with each stroke of his digits against the velvet heat of your walls.

“Such a good girl f’me, mon ange,” he praised quietly as your hips canted in time with the movement of his fingers and soft sounds of your pleasure melted into the water that lapped at the side of the boat.  You weren’t going to last long like this, not with how sensitive he’d made you from his voracious desire to have you falling apart for him every moment he had just enough privacy to do so.

“Gonna—fuck-I–,” you stammered as your thighs clamped around his hand and your body tensed around him like a rubber band pulled taut.  Your eyes rolled back and strands of sweat-curled hair stuck to your forehead and nape, your mouth falling open in silent screams of pleasure.  Something snapped in the depths of your core, legs quivering while warmth washed over all of you and your toes curled against the back of his calf.

“Tellement belle,” he cooed as he nursed you down from your high with slow, feather-light strokes over your swollen bud, “I’ve got you, chérie.”

Slowly, as you came back to earth from your climax, you watched as he brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean. He knew exactly what he was doing when he pulled in you once more, the wet heat of his mouth meeting your own as you tasted the salt of yourself on his tongue.

Pushing him away so you could catch the breath he’d stolen from your chest, you rolled onto your back as your shoulder ached from how you’d held yourself against him.  With an arm over your eyes, you could feel the smoldering embers in your belly reignite—you needed more.

“You’re evil, you know that?,” you teasingly mocked as he pulled your half-undone bottoms off your other leg. Charles wasn’t done with you yet, and you had a few ideas of your own now.

“I think I can live with that,” he shrugged smugly as he sat between your legs, trunks pulled down just enough to free his aching cock.  Stroking himself one, two, three times, he smeared the precum over his length before sinking into your depths with a hiss and a slew of French curses that always managed to go straight to your pussy.

Within only a few thrusts, though, he was stalling and readjusting.

“What’s wro—oh!,” you yelped in surprise as he lifted you then, first onto his knees and then onto his feet before taking you to the side of the boat and perching you onto the railing. You could hear the warning bells in your mind start to ring, but you still felt like a pile of jelly from your first orgasm to the point that you weren’t in much of a place to argue. Still, Charles could see the hesitancy in your eyes, feel it in the way that you clung to him.

“Je t’ai, je t’ai,” he reassured with a strong hand on your hip and another guiding one of your arms around his neck.  You nodded, trusting he had tight enough hold of you.

But oh how that trust was misplaced…

The angle from which he drove into you was almost too good to be true—if you’d have been standing, your knees would’ve buckled at the very sensation.  And given the choked groans in your ear, you knew the Monégasque felt the same way, too.

You closed your eyes for just a moment and then suddenly you were plunged into a dim coldness that enveloped your entire form, a stark contrast from the simmering heat of your boyfriend’s body.  Thankfully, your instincts reacted faster than your conscious mind, and you emerged at the surface after only a moment under the waves.

Just as your head broke the surface, a large splash came down just next to you before familiar hands were finding your skin—first at your ankle…then your opposite calf…then your hips and small of your back.

This dumb motherfucker lost his grip amongst the sweat and sunscreen and slick of you and sent you over the side of the boat into the crystalline waters below.  It was only a seven-foot or so drop, but still, the point stood: he did not, in fact, have you.

A shocked and incredulous look took over Charles's face as he sputtered and stammered, trying to think of something—anything—to say that would make sense of this disaster of a sexcapade.

You, on the other hand, simply laughed.  You were fine—shocked, no doubt, but fine nonetheless.

“You’re so fucked,” you laughed as you wrapped yourself around him once more as you knew there was no meaningful way he could drop you now—you were not making the same mistake twice.

“Je suis foutu vraiment désolé, chérie—I-I thought-I,” he stammered, still falling over himself to try and explain the whole thing before you took his flustered face in your hands and pressed your lips together to shut him up once and for all.

“I’m fine, baby—I’m okay,” you soothed, resting your forehead against his.  You could feel his heart pounding in his chest pressed to your own.  Slowly, he seemed to come back into his body, into his coherent thoughts as the fear and adrenaline of the whole snafu began to fade.

“However,” you started, leaning back from the man, “I will expect some heavy groveling tonight.” You smirked, a slight mischievous twinkle in your eye.

“‘Groveling’?,” he asked in confusion, “I do not kno—”

“Ne t'inquiète pas,” you teased with a knowing grin, “you’ll figure it out, baby.”

And figure it out he did as you came for the third time that night, pushing his head away from your oversensitive cunt as a chuckle rumbled through his chest and over your sweat-slicked skin.  You were scrabbling away over sheets now damp with your sweat and release, whine caught in your throat as Charles tangled a hand in your hair at the nape of your neck to pull your mouth to his own in an absolutely fucking filthy kiss that had your rubbing your thighs together like a damn cricket.

“Charlie,” you whimpered as his hand pried your thighs apart once more with your chest still heaving from your last orgasm.

“I thought you wanted me to grovel, mon cœur,” he snarked as his teeth worried into that same spot between your neck and shoulder as before, tongue soothing over the blossoming mark before he ducked his head further down.  You keened for him petulantly, hips bucking momentarily as his plush lips wrapped around a taut nipple.

Still, he looked up at you as he released your nipple with a wet pop, and his hazel eyes met yours in earnest.  “Do you want me to stop, chérie—enough for tonight?,” he asked, knuckles gently brushing over your cheek and pushing your now-dampened hair away from your face.  You could feel his cock, hot and heavy against your sensitive thighs, and you would’ve had the dignity to blush if it hadn’t been for the fact that you’d probably let him do just about anything he wanted to do to you.

“No, I just—,” you started pitifully before a sharp cry of surprise left your lips as he tugged you firmly by the ankles closer to him once more.

“Good, because I’m not done with you yet, minette,” he half-groaned with that stupid fucking smirk on his lips while pressing against your quivering entrance before he bottomed out in a single press of his hips that made your eyes roll like a pair of marbles on a tile floor.

You were so incredibly fucked. Literally and figuratively.

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[pansy-picnics]

can ask that you spill everything about your Splatoon OCs? 😺

ABSOLUTELY i did not expect anyone to ask to be honest….goodness where do i even begin. Let’s see. I’ll start with my main little doomed love triangle thing i suppose

Cecilia Paek, she/her, 24 yrs old, aka: cece, celia, eight, whore, freak, slut, etc. My agent 8. born in the domes under the name Seo-Mi Paek, but renamed herself to cece post-memory loss. A freak both in the not-safe-for-work sense and just. In general. She says the most unhinged shit in such a passive formal manner. Marina has to consistently tell her she’s not allowed to eat the jelletons. She bites. A lot.

aside from being a freak cece is curious and observant, but incredibly blunt and fierce. In the past Seo-Mi was a much quieter and more repressed person, but hearing the Inkantation awakened a flame within her, so to speak. Cece is incredibly vocal about her thoughts and feelings, and she does not like to be pushed around. although shes always been a very nostalgic person, shes been trying to look forward more often than not. (she was on team future!)

cece has a very mature, almost sisterly presence, and is especially close with neo 3 (ikra) and her pseudo sister agent 4 (yottsu). she also has a daughter of her own, yumi! ikra and yottsu are my friends ocs so i cant say too much about them but ikra is like, basically her and kyle’s adopted kid

Kyle Lastname, (Actual surname to be determined Eventually) he/him, 25 yrs, aka three, cap, kyle, ceces silly rabbit /j. he’s my captain 3. has a stupid ass name bc he’s a stupid ass guy. Basically started as a joke oc but i put him through the Horrors. he’s the malewife of all time.

Grew up the only hearing person in a deaf/hard of hearing household so he’s fluent in sign language. He joined squidbeak when he was like 16 mostly bc he was a MASSIVE FUCKING LOSER with a huge ego who wanted the attention. Now he has Trauma and hates his teen self more than anything. (The egotistical little white kid phase is like, a rite of passage in his family. His little sister is still in that phase.) Now that he’s mellowed out hes just a sopping wet cat. Dating cece and is obsessed with her + will do literally whatever she wants.

Hes a lot more talkative than canon 3, hes the kind of guy who copes with humor all the time. he tries to be cool and mysterious but hes really awkward and gets flustered or worked up super easily. He’s overall a pretty boring guy and thats his charm. She’s barbie and he’s just ken. etc etc.

Hes SO dad coded btw. He and cece have a daughter together, Yumi. Since he was young he spent a lot of time looking after his little sister and he’s basically adopted his protege, neo3 (ikra). he makes me think of RTGame for reasons i could not describe to you, it’s just the energy somehow. He’s my babygirl. My little meow meow if you will (Cece voice)

Victoria Mendoza, she/her, 25 yrs, aka Tori. SHE is the fucked up one. Literally doomed by the narrative. Eye love her.

She comes from a long line of elite soldiers and was a child prodigy, but also the Problem Child. Got expelled from multiple schools for beating up other kids. from a young age she’s been incredibly critical of the octarian society and she was basically your average teen rebel. into alt music/fashion, incredibly vocal about her distaste for the system, fairly closed off with a cold exterior. the only person she truly cared for was Seo-Mi (Cece).

Seo-Mi was quiet and sweet and generally pretty average academically, so she didn’t have nearly as much pressure on her to succeed compared to Tori. the two were childhood friends and teenage lovers. The only ones who truly matched each others freak if you will. When they were little girls they used to dream of escaping to the surface together. this changed when they were about sixteen years old.

the most important thing to know about tori is that she is a pessimist and at her core a Coward. She’s all bark and no bite. She’ll scream her hatred of authority from the rooftops but immediately crumble at the sight of her leader. and as she got older and officially entered her career, she lost hope. she determined the surface wouldn’t have anything more for her than the domes did. she became complacent, while Seo-Mi, who had previously been more neutral, had heard the inkantation and only become more determined to leave the domes.

The two desperately tried to change each other’s minds but they were far too stubborn. both of them were crushed by the supposed “betrayal” of their beloved. Inevitably Seo-Mi left for the surface, eventually being taken in to Kamabo Co. while tori stayed behind to rot.

Since Seo-Mi left, tori became more bitter than ever before. she turns her focus to her career, and her family, but she never truly moves on from the loss. Unfortunately, Cece did. Cece met someone else, she’s started a family, she has a completely new name. she’s essentially a new person. and Tori is still the same.

Canonically i don’t think they would ever meet again and actually recognize each other, but i like to play with the idea sometimes bc if they did they would Hate each other. Tori is completely incapable of accepting that her Seo-Mi has moved on. She is clinging on to a version of someone that doesn’t exist anymore. tori is a deeply self destructive person and will never move on in any sense of the word. Sad!

Also this is Yumi. Age varies but shes like. Very young toddler as of the current timeline. She’s cece and kyle’s favorite surprise (Accident). They’re both freaks and shes the consequences of their actions. She and smollusk have playdates together. She’s obsessed with off the hook but doesn’t realize that her weird lesbian aunts pearl and marina are the same people. She’s baby

[trulysummersprivate]

"You drew stars around my scars ✨"

I'm Dr Petra Grey-Summers, but you can just call me Petra. I just moved into The Avengers Tower as the official Mutant Therapist, offering my services to our future heroes and current team because I believe even heroes need help sometimes.

I do have a mutation of my own, nothing special but Professor X calls it Chronokinesis, I can pause, rewind and fast forward through time which helps when clients want total privacy in their sessions.

Ask me anything! I will be here posting excerpts from my diary, my thoughts and feelings, answering questions about the Mutant Academy as I was schooled there and anything else you all need! The excerpts will be edited to protect my clients identities of course, Doctor Patient confidentiality but yeah! Happy to be here.

A few things: I do like Taylor Swift (calm down @purpleprincessonfyre) but I also like Dolly Parton, Queen, Florence and The Machine and MARINA.

I am NOT a superhero. I do not handle weapons or fight crime. I sit at my desk and listen to your problems. Only thing I fight is depression, anxiety and inner demons. I don't Don any capes or catsuits unless it's Halloween night.

Yes my folks are Jean Grey and Scott Summers and yes that was tricky but I was mostly raised by my grandparents while they were still X-Men, on their farm in Tennessee so I'm a little country.

I love hot teas and a good cosy night in watching cheesy rom coms with a bucket of buttered popcorn on my lap.

Yes my hair is naturally red, you can thank my Mom for that and yes I do get freckles in the summer.

And finally, I kind of want a pet but I doubt they'd allow that at the Tower? Maybe a teacup poodle would be okay? I love dogs.

Okay that's all, I think. For now 🍂

Come say hi!

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[woman-respecter]

I don’t really care about Chappell Roan (not a very big girlypop listener, usually what I do listen to in that sphere is like Marina Diamandis and then some random songs from misc other artists in the sphere) but man the way she so perfectly illustrates the problem with how people see voting in this country. Because all the lefties gassing her up for this take are slackers who value being seen as progressive but refuse to take any action without a solid guarantee that it will have their ideal outcome. Political candidate isn’t just their opinions thrown onto someone with more sway and experience? Both parties is the same. Political candidate won’t suddenly make everything perfect upon assuming office? Both parties is the same.

I sure don’t agree with Kamala Harris on everything but she is not only the literal only sane choice in this race but her+Walz is one of the best viable tickets we can hope for at this point in time. But then again I’m not also a slacker who refuses to get off the couch and fill out a few bubbles for a ballot because the candidate won’t spontaneously create a post-colonial libertarian socialist utopia on day one like so many of these people and I actually realize that a Harris presidency has a higher likelihood of maintaining my right to marry my girlfriend in the future among other essential rights.

nothing to add here, just completely agreeing w u 🙂↕️

[bridgerton-bard]

Initial Thoughts on Philoise & To Sir Phillip, With Love

My initial thoughts on Philoise as a couple after listening to the audiobook. Spoilers for To Sir Phillip, With Love and all previous Bridgerton books below the fold.

I'll just start out with what I think is going to be the biggest hot take I have about Philoise, which is that I don't understand why Eloise and Phillip's love story gets as much hate as it does. I acknowledge that Phillip is not perfect, but Anthony, Benedict, Colin, and Simon aren't anywhere near perfect either.

I thought it was refreshing that Philoise's story explores a different narrative arc than all of the previous Bridgerton stories. In each of the previous books, the formula is generally Capital-R-Rake falls for Damsel-in-Distress, and his love for her (and the agency he is able to provide her as a woman married to a wealthy, powerful man) solves her problem. Yes, Colin and Kate's characters deviate from this trope slightly, but generally the arc is the same. None of the male protagonists in any of the previous 4 books had much serious interest in marrying until they met their future wife.

I thought it was interesting for Philoise's story to explore the opposite trope with Phillip in search of a wife and Eloise who had always imagined staying single. Phillip is a man who is as far from the definition of rake as possible. Eloise is a woman who is very adept at solving her own problems even within the gender dynamics of the time. I thought it was refreshing that at the beginning of the book, Phillip is already seriously looking for a wife. Of course, just like Anthony early in TVWLM, Phillip is initially looking for a marriage of convenience. However, just like Anthony's story, we see Phillip realize he has the option to have much more than a marriage of convenience.

I saw some spoilers here before I read the book and they insinuated that Phillip manipulated/duped Eloise into becoming his wife in some way . . . and that's just . . . not the case? Their wedding was rushed due to Eloise and Phillip living together unchaperoned for a week, but that wasn't Phillip's manipulation. Eloise showed up unannounced even though she knew that she should send word ahead. Phillip offered to get a chaperone if she let him know ahead of time. Also, they discussed having his aunt join them just before the Bridgerton boyband showed up, suggesting that Eloise was already pretty serious about staying and marrying Phillip. Additionally, Anthony did give Eloise the opportunity to give a good reason as to why she shouldn't marry Phillip. Knowing Anthony, if she had said that he'd acted in a way considered unmarriageable, he would have found a way to prevent Eloise from marrying Phillip.

Another underlying implication of the spoilers I saw was that Phillip was only looking for someone to basically be a governess when he started sending letters to Eloise, but I think that's a broad generalization for two reasons. First, Phillip was still grieving Marina when he started writing Eloise with the intention of considering her for marriage. I think it's one of the strongest aspects of Phillip's character that he had so much empathy and care for Marina, even though the book canon shows very clearly that she had only negative feelings for him. He lived with her for eight years as she hated him and mourned that she was married to Phillip and not his brother. Yet, he felt entirely responsible for the fact that he couldn't make Marina happy enough, at least not to kill herself.

The second reason I think this is a broad generalization, is that it's clear through Phillip's point of view in the books that although he initially considered Eloise for a marriage of convenience, he came to have a fondness for her before he knew how beautiful she was. In one of the early chapters, Phillip is shown feeling put on the spot because Eloise is so witty and usually he had time to think of the best responses to her witticisms as he was drafting his letter. Now, he wants to come off as quick and witty as he did via letter, but he's not sure he's meeting that standard. If Phillip was just looking for a marriage of convenience, he never would have put that much effort into the letters or felt so put on the spot when he met Eloise in person.

This is just my $0.02 on Philoise. If anyone out there wants to send me their thoughts as to why they don't like Philoise, I'd be interested to hear. My reblogs (and ask box) are open.

[huelovening]

video game lover

huening kai x reader

summary: just playing animal crossing with your boyfriend, going on a difficult hunt 🫶

wc: 448

as soon as you saw the thought bubble on your ugly villagers head, you immediately rushed to call your boyfriend.

"kai. we have a hunt to go on."

it's been longer than an hour now and the villager hunt was not as successful as one would expect, kai was once again forced to timeskip so you could villager hunt at the same time.

"how come you keep getting cute villagers and you don't even keep them? that's so unfair." you complained, laying in your boyfriends arm, switch equipped in your hands, as you desperately watch your character go through the gates of the airport countless times.

"they dont match my island's aesthetic, i want ione." he made known, which only resulted in him receiving a small kick from you. "i want problems like that"

you took a small look on his switch, watching him walk through the mile island just to find... the blue squirrel, ione. he jumped up, screaming (or laughing, no one knows) at his success. your boyfriend tries to kiss you but you quickly dodged it, exclaiming "you don't deserve that right now, i swear to god you will not get a kiss until i find my new cute villager." of course, he whined at that but he understood your sorrow, animal crossing is no joke.

"bro i think this is my 43th mile ticket or something" you groaned, "did you just call me br-" before he could finish that you rush to interrupt him with a kiss on the cheek, which he only giggles at. you sighed desperately, as you left another island, without finding any future villager potential.

"kai can you cuddle me tighter? this is my last ticket i need your luck.." you mumbled.

he quickly provides that wish for you, "you dont have to tell me twice." you immediately feel the comfort of his warmth surrounding you, and you feel an overwhelming determination entering your body, you're going to succeed. the familiar dodo airlines screen makes itself know on your display, you softly squeeze kai's arm, nervosity taking over. you explore the island, looking for the animal. "oh my god, oh my god" you're left staring at the screen "IT'S MARINA" you smile brightly and kai is sure, that he didn't even see you smile like that when he asked you out. "this is all because of you. i love you i love you ohmy god" you kissed him twice on the cheek and countless times on his perfect lips. "what can i say? i'm your good luck charm" he smugly replies. "yeah, i could have used you the first 42 times."

still, he's your favorite villager hunting partner after all.

[useless-catalanfacts]

Gorgonias in the Mediterranean coast of Cap de Creus Natural Park (Comarques Gironines, Catalonia).

“The disappearance of gorgonias can cause a chain reaction that will affect the entire Mediterranean ecosystem” - Janire Salazar, Marine biologist from ICM - CSIC.

Gorgonias are organisms that make up entire underwater forests: areas in which many other species go to shelter, breed and grow. Mediterranean gorgonias currently suffer the daily impact of traditional fishing methods like gillnets. And like in any other forest, if the elements that make it up are not protected, the wildlife that it harbours will disappear. The ResCap project, which is carried out by ICM – CSIC, Fundación Biodiversidad and the fishermen’s associations of Port de la Selva and Cadaqués, aims to protect and recover all deep-sea gorgonias found in the Cap de Creus Natural Park.

Gorgonias are marine organisms which, despite the way they look, are not plants or algae, but animals. They are stationary, live in depths of more than a hundred meters, show very slow growth and take many years to recover. They are vulnerable, but great biodiversity depends on their growth. “Gorgonias are a structural species to the Mediterranean ecosystem, as they favour the growth and survival of multiple species,” says Marina Biel, one of the biologists from CSIC involved in the project.

Biologists, fishermen and agents from the Cap de Creus Natural Park work together to rescue all those gorgonias that have been accidentally trapped in fishing nets. Once recovered, the gorgonias are taken to the lab’s experimental aquariums to be studied and treated before they are freed again. When they are ready to go back to the marine environment, they are affixed to a base made of stone so that its weight will create the so-called “badminton effect” when they are released back into the sea. “The badminton effect ensures that the gorgonia will land on its feet on the seafloor and will therefore be able to feed itself and survive with no problems,” Marina Biel says.

The Pleamar projects bring to the forefront how important it is for biologists and fishermen to work together on the restoration of sea floors and the preservation of an essential species for the Mediterranean ecosystem: gorgonias. “Both parties work towards the same goal: to protect the sea floor and its biodiversity,“ ICM - CSIC biologists Janire Salazar and Marina Biel point out. Salvador Manera, a fisherman from the fishermen’s association of Port de la Selva and driving force of other sustainable projects linked to the Mediterranean, highlights how valuable these synergies will be into the future: “They help to raise awareness and to make us understand that we need to fish in a sustainable way if we want to carry on doing our job.” 

Over the first year of the project (2018), more than 400 gorgonias were released back into the sea, with a survival rate above 90%. All parties involved hope to match or improve these results in 2019, as they also help to raise awareness about these kinds of initiatives. “There is an increasing number of people who are interested in marine conservation projects,” Janire and Marina say, as they insist on the meaning behind these actions: “The actions you take today will be rewarded tomorrow. It’s about giving something in return for the great things that the sea gives us each day.”

Shared from: Pleamar Projects: RESCAP & MITICAP. Institut de Ciències del Mar through Estrella Damm.

[locke-esque-monster]

One of the things I feel like I haven't seen talked about enough is parenting in Bridgerton - specifically the different types of bad parenting portrayed in this show.

(Please note: This is within the realm of the tv show universe only. I'm also sticking primarily to the main Bridgerton seasons, and only referring to the Queen Charlotte show for context.)

Abusive parents - Of course we start with the prior Duke of Hastings, Simon's father. His desire for a perfect male son to carry on his line, and in a way where it's immediate perfection (any slight must be fixed and obeyed instantly), is almost cartoonishly villainous. With the context of the QC show, presumably he had some fear of losing his position in society otherwise, and a fear of insignificance manifesting in his desire for him to live on through his descendants.

Irresponsible Parents - Archibald Featherington falls under this distinction. Any positive traits shown, like letting Penelope wear a dress she prefers, seems to be more from lack of attention than caring for her happiness. And his gambling problem is not only an issue for himself, but is the root of all of the Featheringtons' problems in the 2.5 seasons aired so far. Whether it be addiction to gambling or just poor money management, he puts his own whims first (tobacco, drink, women) over the future of his daughters. Among other things, it nearly jeopardizes Phillipa's and Penelope's happiness. Because he couldn't pay Phillipa's dowry for Mr. Finch. And by bringing Marina in to settle a debt, she then put herself in the path to have Colin court her for a quick marriage. And even his death (due to his mistakes) left rippling effects that have negatively impacted his family seasons later.

Absent parents - Both Violet and Mary Sharma fall under this. After the sudden death of their spouse, they weren't able to continue their duties or fill the role the death of their husbands left due to grief. So it fell to their oldest child to fill in the gaps, which negatively impacted their future relationships, both for themselves and their siblings. Kate and Anthony both struggled with overprotectiveness of their sisters, and while they had small indulgences, they didn't allow themselves larger happiness that might impact the role they felt they needed to fill in their family. While understandable from grief and the loss of a role in the family something might change, even after that grieving period they never really take back the reins of their family after that point, setting the precedent this new dynamic with the kid filling in is the norm, not a short-term solution.

Uncomfortable Parents - Violet also falls under this heading with Daphne. She, even after Daphne's marriage, doesn't feel comfortable discussing certain topics. She'd rather leave Daphne oblivious than have a uncomfortable conversation about where children come from. While that's not uncommon in this era, it actively hurt Daphne because her mother couldn't tell her the information she needed to know. This likely stems in part from how toxic Violet's mother was, that she wanted to have a positive relationship with her kids and struggled to have hard conversations, possibly old habits of trying to avoid conflict.

Critical Parents - Portia falls under this role. She's not like Simon's father, she doesn't expect perfection. But she will constantly critique her daughters, Penelope in particular. And praise only comes when it fits the exact standards of what she wants for her daughters, not what they want for themselves. (Anything from the dresses they like, to the kind of marriage they want, to interests they have, or if they're ready to come out.) From all the instability they've been through so far in the show, and how it's clear Portia married for that kind of stability, it's understandable why she thinks that way. But not how she treats Penelope because of it. To be clear, both Cressida parents, the Cowpers, fall under this role. But they seem to lack the love of their child that Portia has for her girls, as seen in her speech to Jack at the end of season 2.

I find it interesting because most of these dynamics steered the course of the show. so far. And yet, while some of these characters have made bad parenting choices, they're not (all) bad people. It's a variety and complexity you'd hope for in any decent type of drama.

[grace-williams-xo]

There is much discussion on the internet about how many seasons of Bridgerton we’ll get, and how it will be approached. I have a wild theory, if you wanna TLDR and skip the ramblings then scroll down to the bold.

While 8 seems far fetched, a lot of people are thinking 6 but I increasingly don’t even think that will happen (or if it does, it won’t happen well).

Jonny has said he’s committed to Bridgerton, and making whatever he projects he gets work around it, and that he/kanthony will be at all the siblings weddings. His commitment to the show and increasing career is well displayed in s3. He’s only in the first of the four eps (tbd for the second half, let’s hope more!) but he filmed Fellow Travellers at the same time (watch it if you haven’t) and Wicked also at a similar time. I think we can count on him/kanthony making at minimum 1–2 appearances per season, regardless of how long it lasts.

Arguably the other biggest star of the show rn is Nicola, so will be interesting to see what she does in Bridgerton s4. There’s a trend of the lead actor/s taking a back seat in the season following their spotlight, so wouldn’t be surprising if it happened also with Polin/Nicola and Luke Newton.

Now, the core of the issue is the remaining stories. (Preface, I haven’t read any of the books but I know most of the general plots). Consensus is that Benedict will be s4; and (or maybe but) all the s3 Benedict press is talking about him going through changes, evolution and inching toward the marriage mart. One could say this is set up for s4, but that doesn’t feel entirely right to me. The only plot that needs the set up is Polin because of the friends to lovers arc, and we got that in s2. (If there’s more benophie set up that makes sense that I’m not aware of, let me know!)

While I know Francesca is popular with book readers, and her character steps up in s3, we can agree that the next most popular sibling is Eloise. Eloise’s story is also the most hotly debated about how authentic the show should be to the books. I know many book readers want Eloise’s story to stay mostly as it is, and while the more I read about it the more I come around to it, I think that a problem is posed by the fact that Marina’s character is much more significant and invested in the series than the books (so I hear).

On the note of Gregory and Hyacinth, I also think that the viewers are too attached and invested to them as children to want to see them as serious romantic partners with anyone. This isn’t even touching on the fact s8 would be released in (crikey I just did the maths) probably 2030 or 2031 😭

In my head there are three possible options for the future of the show. (Four, three good options).

1. Six seasons: with Benedict, Eloise and Francesca all getting a season. (Approx 2025, 2027 and 2028 release) (I think this would be the best option if the got their act together and made/released the seasons faster, but as the actors get busier I don’t see that happening)

2. Five seasons: with Benedict and Eloise getting a season. (The best (realistic) option imo).

3. Four seasons: Benedict season four, no Eloise. (The worst option imo).

4. Four seasons: Benedict season three AND four, Eloise season four. This is kinda why I made this post. Stay with me, hear me out.

All the indications that Benedict is evolving and stepping into the marriage mart this season make me think that they could be doing a lot more set up/start of the story than necessary for a brother who isn’t the lead yet. Beneloise are such an iconic duo that I think them falling in love together would be so fun. If they followed the book, then Eloise’s love is kinda long distance anyway. If they did do something different with Eloise (contentious, ik, I’m in two minds) and made her queer and/or not get married then it could also work well.

I don’t think this is the best outcome, I just think it might be the best outcome if we only get four seasons. The actors are all increasingly busy, and many (Claudia and Nicola especially) are already playing characters far younger than their characters.

Please let me know your thoughts on this rambling, especially if you’ve read the books. Tell me what will or won’t work!

–GW xo

[pinktacotragedy]

Okay I'm ranting a lot about Bridgerton right now, but no one I know watches and I've got so many thoughts to get out.

Honestly i'm not tooo mad about polin not having happily married scenes because i think that's going to come in future seasons. Like this was their season to focus on drama and here on out we'll see them as a team, much like they have done with Kanthony. That doesn't mean i've loved ALL the decisions they made this season. I'm forever going to be bitter we didn't get the book love confession.

However, I do not understand the direction they are going with Whistledown. It makes more sense to me that either Penelope gave it up or they'd made some kind of deal with the Queen that meant that Penelope could continue to write under Whistledown but the ton didn't know it was her. I don't understand how they're going to make it work now that everybody knows its her? Most of the appeal of LW to the ton is the anonymity of it. Imagine her talking shit now? Girl you're a Bridgerton AND a Featherington, focus on your own drama.

Also I really don't like what they've done with Cressida. I don't love a bully redemption arc by any means, but Cressida had very real problems in part 2 and the way they were dismissive of that did not sit right with me. Especially since they seemed to be making a point about a woman's place in society and how much you have to give up through marriage. I just think it falls flat when we're supposed to.. what? laugh at Cressida but root for Pen? If they were so hell bent on giving us a Cressida redemption arc this season then it shouldn't of come at the expense of other characters. It would of paid off better if Eloise and/or Pen had worked with her to find a solution that fitted everybody. They really didn't learn from the Marina storyline. I also don't really understand why Eloise was so scared of Cressida? If she threatened her or had something over her then fair enough, but she didn't? She just pointed out Eloise's flaws which is literally what Pen did last season.

It is so funny for me to be saying any of this since i literally said earlier that I think Bridgerton has well written characters... I don't think I stand by that anymore.

I love Benedict as a character but I am praying next season is his so they can stop giving him these pointless storylines. That's the one story i'm most okay with not being book accurate because I want to fight book Benedict.

I'm still going to do a rewatch eventually and I may feel differently about a few things after that, but yeah still loved a lot of the season. These are just my main complaints.

[irisbleufic]

Post-Halloween momentum continues. There are now 10 chapters out of a definitive 12 posted. Set in 1973. One random misdirect during Daniel’s encounter with Louis at Polynesian Mary’s, and the entire night’s events change drastically for Daniel and Armand (and the future changes for everyone). Reckless gremlins, everyone involved.

Open Your Mouth (2024-10-25)

Test the Theory (2024-10-26)

Twist the Blade (2024-10-28)

Pretend It's Me (2024-10-28)

Trust Without Limits (2024-10-30)

Ask Me Anything (2024-11-01)

Follow Your Dreams (2024-11-02)

Spend Your Silver (2024-11-03)

Come With Me (2024-11-03)

That's the Test (NEW, 2024-11-05)

TEASER:

“It was only built a few years ago,” Armand says as they pause in front of the garage.  “Model home.  Louis wasn’t so fond of it, too far from the city, he said, but…”  He turns, staring out over the houses, the town, the marina and the boats far below them.  “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”

Daniel swallows.  I’d give you this in a heartbeat, he wants to say.  I’d give you the fucking world without making you feel like you didn’t deserve it.

“Dunno what his problem is,” he manages, clearing his throat.  “It’s perfect.”

Armand nods, leading Daniel up the sloping brick walkway to the front door.

Louis must have heard them outside, because he’s there to open the door before Armand can even ring the bell.  He opens it and stands aside for them to pass through, polite and grave.  He doesn’t spare Armand much of a glance, but he looks Daniel appraisingly up and down.

“You’re tougher than you look, aren’t you, boy,” Louis says, pleased as he closes the door.

[rinsoap]

˚ ༘ ♡⋆｡˚ ﾐ the big seijoh four's favourite artists!

✿²˖ ࣪ ➣ includes : oikawa tooru, iwaizumi hajime, matsukawa issei + hanamaki takahiro

note : sorry ive been inactive as hell w actual hcs or like. real works LMAOO i have been #depressed and #unmotivated LoL! anyways pls tell me u can see suna's influence on iwaizumi i hc that they r friends <33

oikawa tooru :

!!? KALI UCHIS STAN NEVER SPEAK 2 ME AGAIN. he LOVESSS her he is completely convinced isolation was specifically made to cater to him and his exact music taste delusional king fr!! and he gatekeeps her SO HARD like babes as much as i would like to be her top listener too, the 21,158,866 monthly listeners seem like they might be hard to beat 🤔

his favourite songs by kali uchis are :

tyrant - ft. jorgia smith on the isolation album.

i wish you roses (single).

loner on the por vida album.

!!? this artist is not a guilty pleasure no matter how many times he says he's sooo embarrassed he likes carly rae jepson. "omg stop don't tell people i like her that's humiliating omg stop i don't want people to know!!!!!!" he is a LIAR. he will publicly scream every single lyric to every single song she makes, IN FACT he will shamefully make tiktoks on public buses and shit, lip syncing to her songs on full volume (or at least he would if literally all of seijoh didn't tell him to shut the fuck up LMAO)

his favourite songs by carly rae jepson are :

call me maybe on the kiss album.

boy problems on the E•MO•TION album.

felt this way on the dedicated side b album.

!!? —✩⌗ HONORABLE SONG MENTIONS : good days by SZA. heart to heart by mac de marco. oh no! by marina and the diamonds. conceited by flo milli.

iwaizumi hajime :

!!? UGH ANOTHER AMAZING PERFECT TYLER THE CREATOR STAN. OOH I WANNA KISS ALL TYLER FANS ON THE HEAD I FREQUENTLY MAKE OUT W EVERY TYLER FAN EVER!! he's a very loyal listener, he knew him on vine bro like i said in pt 1, he introduced him to suna (while suna takes all the credit lol) he might even have a slight... fixation.. one might call it a.... crush.... but he will never admit it his ego is too big!!

his favourite songs by tyler the creator are :

A BOY IS A GUN on the IGOR album.

garden shed - ft. estelle on the flower boy album.

SWEET / I THOUGHT YOU WANTED TO DANCE - ft. brent faiyaz and fana hues on the CALL ME IF YOU GET LOST album.

!!? is it controversial to say he fucks w ice spice.. almost a little too much... he knows all the lyrics to munch which is def something he has in common with oikawa's music taste!!! like at this point they're like pavlov's dog, they are absolutely salivating every single time they hear "stop playin with em riot!"

his favourite songs by ice spice are :

bikini bottom (single).

princess diana on the like..? EP.

in ha mood (single).

!!?—✩⌗ HONORABLE SONG MENTIONS : she likes another boy by oscar lang. attention by new jeans. just a stranger by kali uchis and steve lacy. NASA by ariana grande.

matsukawa issei :

!!? unlike iwaizumi, he will admit his huge crush on brent faiyaz with his ENTIRE CHEST. brent faiyaz his love, his one and only (i am projecting!) <3 most of the content he consumes is brent faiyaz related tbh the algorithm knows him too well and before you ask the burning question on your mind, YES he did almost start a stan twitter in year one!!! makki will never let him live it down as if he didn't ACTUALLY start one for bruno mars..

his favourite songs by brent faiyaz are :

ADDICTIONS on the WASTELAND album.

what you heard (single) by sonder - technically still brent faiyaz.

talk 2 u on the sonder son album.

!!? he really should be ashamed he likes drake tbh. he physically could not compell himself to show anybody his spotify wrapped because almost all drake songs were in his top played. please never ever speak to him about the time he genuinely ugly cried to one dance. he will never elaborate and will probably go and sob to god's plan next.

his favourite songs by drake are :

way 2 sexy - ft. future and young thug on the certified lover boy album.

9 on the views album.

circo loco on the her loss album.

!!?—✩⌗ HONORABLE SONG MENTIONS : love is only a feeling by joey bada$$. small worlds by mac miller. awkward by SZA. finesse (remix) by bruno mars and cardi b.

hanamaki takahiro :

!!? ACTIVELY PUSHING THE MAKKI BRUNO MARS AGENDA!! fuck an evening with silk sonic he wants an evening with bruno 😭 all he is doing every day all day is praying bruno gets his heart broken again so he can drop another DELECTIBLE album!!!!! also him and iwa like to say that since makki is puerto rican and iwa is filipino, together they make one bruno mars <333 (this is a hc dont take it too srsly lol)

his favourite songs by bruno mars are :

that's what i like on the 24k magic album.

treasure on the unorthodox jukebox album.

after last night (with thunder cats & bootsy collins) on the an evening with silk sonic album.

!!? he is a dork and i am a dork soooo i'm gonna have to say he is a the living tombstone stan.... oikawa will go on full rants about how cringey 2020 was and how weird that video game animatronic type music is and he'll look over at makki and see the single tear roll down his face as he says he has no idea the music genre he's talking about 😭

his favourite songs by the living tombstone are :

my ordinary life (single).

drunk on the zero_one album.

jump up, super star! (single).

!!?—✩⌗ HONORABLE SONG MENTIONS : new person, same old mistakes by tame impala. your teeth in my neck by kali uchis. join us for a bite by JT music. ORANGE SODA by baby keem.

[simmerlau]

Trouble in paradise The sweet couple, who seemed to be living a honeymoon since they moved in together, started having problems. When Marina wants to talk about their future plans and her wishes for the couple, Lia is very annoyed - “it's not the time now, there is a lot to enjoy before worrying about something like a wedding”. Marina is worried, she doesn't want to invest time in a relationship that in the long run is not what she wants for her life. Should they take some time appart?