#can they be just for this concept por favor?

[madlittlecriminal]

Hi, didn't know if your requests were still open but I was wondering if you could make a one shot for blue beetle. Spoilers but y'know how in the movie Khaji Da blatantly says whatever like emotional thing or physically thing is happening to Jaime? Kinda a one shot with that same concept where Khaji Da keeps telling Jaime what he's feeling or *feeling* towards the reader and the reader like asks Jaime what's up causs he keeps arguing with Khaji Da. It can me suggestive, smutty or fluffy, or all. All up to you! :)

Wing...A.I.? ➜ Jaime Reyes × Female!Reader

lol that end scene made me crack up with jenny

Warnings: friends to lovers, slight angst, smut, dry humping, blue balls/no finish

title is based off 'wingman' but because khaji da is an alien/a.i., it didn't feel right to say that, especially since im 90% sure khaji doesn't have a specific gender

He was annoyed. As much as he loved Khaji Da for being there for him, it was days like these where he would groan and wished he never opened the box.

You had came over since he offered to binge watch the new season of one of the many shows you both watched together.

"I can feel your heartbeat has increased, Jaime." The alien A.I.'s voice echoed through his ear, making him groan. "Not now, Khaji!" He whisper yelled as you were in the kitchen grabbing bottles of water for the both of you. "It only happens when she's around."

"Stop!" You raise a brow as you hand him the bottle of water. "You alright?" He nodded and chugged the water, making you slightly confused. "Uh, okay..." Jaime gave you a forced smile before turning towards the TV and played the show. You rested your head on his shoulder making his breath hitch slightly. "Your breathing has increased, and your heart rate has increased even more." Jaime groaned. "¡Khaji, por favor!" (Khaji, please!) You looked at him, brows furrowed as you tilt your head to the side. "Jaime, what the hell is going on with you and Khaji Da?" He shook his head and cleared his throat. "Nothing..."

You gave him a look he knew too well; it was the look his mom gave him when he was in trouble. "Jaime..." he huffed out a breath and ran his fingers through his curls. "Khaji's been bugging me about...something." You frown. "Obviously, but what?" He sighed. "I can't tell you."

"Liar." Jaime rolls his eyes at their words. "I mean, I could, but I don't...want to tell you." You gasp and rest a hand on his shoulder, feigning shock. "What?" He chuckled, but his breath caught in his throat when your hand trailed down to his bicep. "Your blood is-"

"Shh!" You giggled at him. "What did she say?" He shook his head. "Nothing I don't already know." You sighed. "Just talk to me, Jaime. What's up?" He took a deep breath. "If I tell you, it could change our friendship..." You snort. "Don't tell me another alien A.I. crawled up your butt." He glared at you. "For the last time, it didn't crawl up my butt." You laughed and nod, pulling out your pinky. "I pinky promise it won't change our friendship." He hooked his pinky with yours and gave you a shy smile. "I-I like you, (Y/N)...but more than just a friend."

Your eyes went wide as you looked at him. "Oh." He gulped at your response, but quickly regained his composure when you leaned in. "For how long?" You asked. "For a while now actually..." he admits while his hand reaches over to touch your cheek. "Well, you and me both..." now it was his eyes that widened at your words. "Really?" You nod. "Jaime, just kiss her." Jaime chuckled at Khaji Da's words before leaning in to place a kiss on your lips. You giggled into the kiss before kissing him back. His thumb caressed your cheek as you both got lost into the kiss, your heart racing before you eased your way onto his lap. He moaned into the kiss as his hands trailed down to your hips.

You broke the kiss with a smirk that made him chuckle. "So Khaji Da's your little helper when it comes to relationships?" He laughed. "You could say that." You shook your head with a smile before kissing him again while his hands trailed up and down your sides. Your hands gripped his shirt as your tongue slid across his bottom lip. He opened his mouth, allowing you access and letting your tongues dance along each other. You both let out a satisfied moan before you moved your hips against his. He groaned into the kiss as his hands traveled down to your hips once more. Jaime couldn't help himself as he moved you both so that you were laying on the couch and he was on top of you.

"Are we moving too fast?" He asked against your lips. "We could stop if you want." He shook his head before pecking your lips. "We can keep doing this. I don't mind." You bite your lip as your eyes met his. Jaime moved his hips against yours, causing you to moan. He leaned down and began leaving a trail of kisses on your neck as he continued to grind on you. You tangled your fingers into his curls as you buck your hips against his. He moaned against your neck as he kept going. You were both so close. The moment was right there. He felt it and you felt it.

Then your phone rang, the ringtone that belonged to your mom echoed through the room. "You got to be kidding me." He groaned as he got off of you, letting you go to your phone and answering it. "You're frustrated." He chuckled as he caught his breath. "You have no idea, Khaji."

[cyberg4n]

✧ 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐀 — a place from which one's strength is drawn, where one feels at home; the place where you are your most authentic self.

paring: earth1610!miles x fem!reader

warnings: none

a/n: not proofread so i’m sorry if there’s any mistakes 🤧

summary: miles confesses his undying love for you.

you knock on the front door, patiently waiting for a response. you hear miles and rio arguing about something. “basta, miles. lo tengo!” rio shouts, “¡mama por favor!” the door swings open, rio welcomes you in with open arms. “oh hello, it is so nice to see you sweetie!” she quickly pulls you into a hug, patting your back. you awkwardly laugh, looking over her shoulder. miles drags his hands down his head, an exasperated expression painted on his face. you pull away, giving rio a large smile. “it’s so nice to see you too, mrs. morales.” your eyes dart over to miles, pleading for help. he quickly runs over to the two of you, looping his arm around yours. “okaayy, we have to go study now, mama, so…” miles drags you over to his room — instantly shutting the door behind him.

he sighs in relief, watching as you examine his room. you pick up a pink beaten up plushie, giving him a funny look. “what? he’s my comfort plush.” he jokes, scratching his neck. you laugh, placing it back down. you swing off your backpack — grabbing a few papers out. you sit on his bed, laying out all the study materials. he sits down next to you, grabbing a pencil from the bedside table.

you and miles have been studying in his bedroom for the past hour. you’re working on a math assignment, and he's helping you understand a difficult concept. you’re so focused on your work that you don't notice when miles puts his pencil down and turns to look at you. “could i ask you something?” he says softly. you look up and meet his gaze, noticing how beautiful his eyes are. “yea, what’s up?” you inquire, you're breath shakes once you see how close you are to him. miles deeply inhales and inches his hand closer to yours. “we’re friends right?” he asks. you stare at him, you can’t help but laugh. “of course we are, miles.” he nods in agreement, he looks almost more nervous than you. “well, i’ve been thinking a lot about you lately. i can't stop thinking about you, actually..”

your heart skips a beat as you began to realize what he's implying. you’re not sure how to respond. you always thought he was cute, but you never thought of anything beyond that — but now that he's said it, you realize you might have feelings for him too. “miles, what are you saying?” you ask, feeling a bit overwhelmed. “it’s just whenever i’m with you, i feel safe. i feel like i’m at home.” he says earnestly. your eyes widen, feeling a flush on your cheeks. “you’re my home, y/n. i can be myself around you without having to feel like i have to hide anything.” he studies your face, searching for an answer. “i won't be upset if you don't feel the same way. i just wanted to tell you how much you mean to me.” you blinked, taking a deep breath — looking into his eyes. “i’m not sure miles. i don’t know what to say.” you mumble honestly. his face pales, hanging his head low. “but, i think i feel the same way.” miles’ face breaks into a huge grin as he leans closer to you.

he hesitates for a second before kissing you. miles slides his hand into yours, rubbing his thumb over your skin. it’s a gentle, tentative kiss — the kind that feels like a promise for more. for the rest of the night, you and miles talked more about your feelings for each other rather than your actual studies. after you finish packing your stuff up. you say goodbye to miles, walking over to his door. your hand hovers over the doorknob before you turn around. you stand there, pausing. he looks back at you, awkwardly rubbing his arm. “did you forget something?” he asks. you nod, stepping closer to him before giving him one last peck on the lips. he melts into the kiss, hugging you tightly. he gives you an amused look, smiling wide. “thanks for tonight, miles.” you whisper, kissing his cheek. “i think i’m really going to ace that math test now.” you giggled. he beamed — nodding. “of course you will.”

as you walk home, you realize that everything feels different now. you’re not just friends anymore — you're something more. and even though you're nervous about what the future might hold, you know that you're excited to see where this new relationship takes you.

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[blairdii]

my contribution to norapinto + oscar, who's more voyeuristic than anything. enjoy

oscar feels so fucking dirty.

yet there's a hand that slides its way into his jeans, cupping his clothed, leaking dick, just as another moan siphons through the wall behind him. he's so hard, every throb hurts, and each pulse that thumps from his boner sends a shameful tingle down his back. throws his head into the pillow as he runs his finger along the slit through his shorts, and clenches his eyes shut as another pleasured sound hits his ears.

"spread yourself for me, baby."

whatever lays between this room and the next is so paper thin, oscar feels as if his being dwells right there, watching as lando grips his lover's hips tight, blooming bruises beneath the pads of his fingers, cock postured heavy between his legs. god, he wishes he was; anything would be better than getting off on the sounds he knows he shouldn't be hearing anyways.

"fuck— okay, lo haré, i will-"

his cock doesn't flag hearing franco. it does not at all and oscar hates how turned on he is. whimpers as a sleazy crawl takes steps down his spine, and before he can even begin to regret, a high, punched out moan slices through and his hand immediately pulls out of jeans, dragging them down his thighs. his dick slaps up wetly, and he wraps a hand around it, just as lando asks for the affirmative.

then the headboard slams into the wall so viscerally he thinks it'd mark a dent, and franco's wailing like it's his first time ever bottoming and lando's praising him beautifully like that is so, and oscar.

oscar's hand is moving so rapidly around his cock, he's sure he'd get friction burn if he wasn't dribbling so much precum.

"oh— lando, por favor, slow down," franco already sounds so fucked out it's insane, and lando's asking him, "you sure?" as his pace decreases.

but franco must've shaken his head because oscar hears the fleshy smack of skin against skin success one after the other with mere seconds between, and he's so so close to cumming.

"you take my cock so well, huh?" it could've minutes, hours since, but his concept of time is warped and shredded, oscar's unknowing.

fuckfuckfuck, oscar wishes it was him.

on top, beneath, bent over, he does not care; all he needs is lando.

"i'm close— joder, i'm gonna cum," there's nothing left in franco's voice, he sounds so drunk and spent, oscar could only imagine how done out he must feel after being split so wide. he's seen how big lando is, albeit passively.

"cum for me, baby, come on," lando's groaning, and for a split second, oscar visualises himself on his hands and knees, hole stretched around lando, the air sticky with their scents mingling, and he cums so hard he's practically vibrating on the spot, chin streaked with his seed and all he can think is, fuck that should be me.

carcar pt. 2

[douceurmoon]

☆ 𝓓eja de buscar la lógica : Crea tu vida soñada ahora ¡!

( + translation to English ! )

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Sé que puede ser difícil de asimilar conocer un concepto como la ley de asunción, especialmente si eres una persona bastante lógica y objetiva, pero tienes que detenerte al seguir complicando la manifestación. Por favor, deja de pensar en cómo y cuándo se manifestará tu deseo, o si siquiera es posible que tu deseo se pueda hacer realidad.

Si no ves cambios en el 3D, no asumas que la ley de asunción es falsa. No creas que eres una excepción y que jamás tendrás lo que quieres. ¡¡Deja de pensar en el fracaso como tu único destino!!

La ley de asunción NUNCA falla. Si piensas que algo es de cierta manera, así será. Tu realidad es un reflejo directo de ti; de tus pensamientos, creencias y suposiciones. Y aunque puede sonar irracional, ¡eso no importa! Tu subconsciente no sabe qué es lógico o no, solo responde a lo que le dices. Y hará realidad lo que sea que creas o asumas como cierto.

Da igual qué quieres: dinero, ropa, una pareja, amigos, viajes, regalos, cambios en tu apariencia física, una situación específica, salud, seguridad, habilidades, felicidad... LO QUE SEA. Incluso si algo no tiene sentido para ti, cualquier resultado es posible, porque existen infinitas posibilidades, pero tu realidad responde a tus órdenes. No te preocupes por la lógica o el tiempo (que es solo una ilusión). Relájate y deja que la magia suceda (¡y ni siquiera se trata de magia!) Tu subconsciente es el que se encargará de cómo se llevará a cabo tu deseo.

Tú eres el director de tu propia película, dirígela a tu favor. Ve y haz tus sueños realidad. Tienes el poder de eliminar, modificar o traer lo que desees a tu realidad. Toma esto en serio.

Tu vida ideal no está lejos de ti, en lo absoluto. Lo prometo. ♡

☆ 𝓢top looking for logic : Create your dream life now !

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I know it can be difficult to assimilate knowing a concept like the law of assumption, especially if you are a fairly logical and objective person, but you have to stop yourself from continuing to complicate manifestation. Please, stop thinking about how and when your wish will manifest, or if it is even possible that your wish can come true.

If you don't see changes in 3D, don't assume that the law of assumption is false. Don't believe that you are an exception and that you will never get what you want - stop thinking of failure as your only destiny!!!!

The law of assumption NEVER fails. If you think something is a certain way, it will be. Your reality is a direct reflection of you; of your thoughts, beliefs and assumptions. And while it may sound irrational, that doesn't matter! Your subconscious doesn't know what is logical or not, it just responds to what you tell it. And it will make true whatever you believe or assume to be true.

It doesn't matter what you want: money, clothes, a partner, friends, travel, gifts, changes in your physical appearance, a specific situation, health, confidence, skills, happiness.... WHATEVER. Even if something doesn't make sense to you, any outcome is possible, because there are infinite possibilities, but your reality responds to your commands. Don't worry about logic or time (which is just an illusion). Relax and let the magic happen (and it's not even about magic!) Your subconscious is in charge of how your wish will be carried out.

You are the director of your own movie, direct it in your favor. Go and make your dreams come true. You have the power to delete, modify or bring whatever you want into your reality. Take this seriously.

Your ideal life is not far from you, at all. I promise. ♡

[otome-obsessions]

One Day and One Night - [Victor x Kate]

This fanfic is directly inspired by @judejazza 's lovely work. Please be advised that both the original work and my rendition of the concept contain explicit sexual content. MDNI por favor. My work will be split into multiple parts because I do not know how to write in moderation. Each part will be labeled as sfw (🌞) or nsfw (🌚) so you can enjoy the fluff or skip to the spice.

Prologue (🌞) | Chapter 1 (🌞) | Chapter 1.5 (🌞) | Chapter 2 (🌞) | Chapter 2.5 (🌞) | Chapter 3 (🌞) | Chapter 4 (🌚) | Chapter 5 (🌞)

Prologue - Kate

WC: 399

It’s been a few months since I decided to stay with Crown as their Fairytale Keeper. Despite the initial fear I felt that fateful night, watching the Cursed boys has opened my eyes to just how much evil there was right beneath all our noses. Every day brought a new horror, but it also brought new justice and new hope. The girl I was that night may have run away from all this darkness, but I have never felt more resolute in my work and purpose. Each of the Crown members' stories and motivations have saddened or inspired me in some way, but Victor managed to stand out among them.

At first, our relationship was just that of employer and employee, but he's been so kind and considerate to me. On paper my contract basically made me a hostage, but thanks to Victor it never felt that way. He was like a glimmering jewel in the darkness. A constant source of mystery, yes, but also a source of encouragement and joy. 

I’d finally mustered the courage to admit my childish crush to him. It wasn’t right to feel that way about my employer, but I realized that in a life full of uncertainty, we have to hold on to any chance at happiness. Who could have guessed that Victor felt the same about me?

My confession sparked a courtship between us, and I’ve never been happier than I am at Victor’s side. However, I can’t help but feel guilty. He is always thinking of others, whether that be the people of England, the Queen, his beloved Crown boys, or my own heart. Everyday he works tirelessly to support and uplift others. I love that about him, but it seems more than a little unfair. 

I’ve said as much with off hand remarks, asking how I could repay him for this or that, but somehow Victor always managed to ask for something that was more for me than him. Well, I’m determined to finally spoil him the way he spoils the rest of us!

For the first time in a while, all of the boys will be out of the Castle for a full day and night due to their various duties and missions. It's the perfect time to give Victor some undivided attention and a brief break. 

Watch out, Vic. I won't take no for an answer this time!

Next Chapter (🌞)

[xjulixred45x]

Hi, I asked for your Belios thoughts and I wanted to do so again for another villain. Who is Ophelia and what are your thoughts on her ? Go as visceral as you want

**cracking fingers** Lets see-

Odalia is a very good representation of a narcissistic parent (IN MY OPINION) not only because she is a clearly privileged woman with a great self-image, but because it is the only thing that matters to her.

Narcissistic parents usually make their children have to EARN their affection, which is precisely what Ofelia does with Amity, either with good grades or advertising their products (which is more like being on their "good side" but it is equally abusive), Ofelia makes this look like something "fair" with her typical phrase that "a Blight always keeps his end of the deal" which is just a way of justifying his horrible way of parenting, based on negotiations, rewards and PUNISHMENTS .

deal- good grades, do what I tell you, be the best

Reward - you have my favor and love

punishment if you fail - can range from breaking your property (like the tamagochi Amity had to talk to Luz), directly/indirectly harming people who make you reveal yourself (expulsion from Hexside, using Luz for the test), etc.

It is honestly DISGUSTING how she even forces Amity (a 14 YEAR OLD girl, her DAUGHTER) to look like her by dyeing her hair, removing a trace of her important identity just so she can live through her. Although this is more obvious (and said as is in the series) with her obsession with the emperor's coven, a dream that she could never fulfill, so she forces her daughter to fulfill it for her, she lives through her.

This already makes her a character worth hating, but if we go deeper, for example, her toxic relationship with her husband Alador is even worse, since she practically has the man so obsessed with his work and so IDIOTIZED and accustomed to her controlling way, that the poor man lacks a real personality since he has been with Odalia (when he was young he seemed much happier, although in general being with a narcissist drains all your energy).

(even more flavor if we consider the theory that Darius and Alador were friends but because of Odalia they broke up).

overall I'm glad she wasn't redeemed, because NO abusive parent/partner deserves a happy ending or to be forgiven for what they did, other than in character, they are VERY unlikely to change.

In general, Odalia is made to be hated, and she succeeds. I like their concept and how they worked it so well despite their few appearances.

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Ofelia es una muy buena representación de un padre narcisista (EN MI OPINIÓN) no solo porque es una mujer claramente privilegiada y con una gran imagen de si misma, sino porque es lo unico que le importa.

los padres narcisistas suelen hacer que sus hijos tengan que GANAR su afecto, que es justamente lo que hace Ofelia con Amity, ya sea con buenas notas o hacer publicidad a sus productos (que es mas bien oara estar de su "lado bueno" pero es igual de abusivo), Ofelia hace ver esto como algo "justo" con su tipica frase de que "un Blight siempre cumple su parte del trato" que es solo una forma de justificar su horrible forma de paternidad, basada en negociaciones, premios y CASTIGOS.

trato- buenas notas, haz lo que te digo, se lo mejor

premio - tienes mi favor y amor

castigo si fallas- puede ir desde romper tu propiedad(como el tamagochi que tenia Amity para hablar con Luz), dañar directamente/indirectamente a gente que te haga revelarte(la expulsion de Hexside, usar a Luz para la prueba), etc.

Es sinceramente DESAGRADABLE como incluso obliga a Amity(una niña de 14 AÑOS, su HIJA) a parecerse a ella mediante teñirse el pelo, quitandole un rastro de identidad importante solo para poder vivir atravez de ella. aunque esto es mas obvio(y dicho tal cual en la serie) con su obsesión con el aquelarre del emperador, un sueño que ella nunca pudo cumplir, asi que obliga a su hija a cumplirlo por ella, vive atravez de ella.

esto ya la hace un personaje digno de odiar, pero si vamos mas profundo a por ejemplo su relación tóxica con su esposo Alador es aun peor, siendo que prácticamente tiene al man tan obsesionado con su trabajo y tan IDIOTIZADO y acostumbrado a su forma controladora, que el pobre hombre carece de una personalidad real desde que esta con Odalia(cuando era joven se veia mucho mas feliz, aunque en general estar con un narcisista te drena toda la energia).

(aun mas sabor si consideramos la teoria de que Darius y Alador eran amigos pero debido a Odalia ellos se separaron).

en general me alegra que ella no fuera redimida, porque NINGUN padre/pareja abusivos merecen un final feliz o que se les perdone por lo que hicieron, aparte de que en personaje, es MUY poco probable que cambien.

en general Odalia esta hecha para que la odies, y vaya que lo logra. me gusta su concepto y como lo trabajaron tan bien pese a sus pocas apariciones.

Shares, reglogs and comments are very welcome!

Btw, i will take longer than expected with the Request bc i will adopt a new dog soon! But i think i'll be able to publish something this week. Love ya ❤️

[jenyifer]

Dead friend forever ep 3

Okayyyyy what an exciting end to the ep.

Let’s gooooooo

Por is rich which is why everyone is friends with him. Quick problem with this plot. Or maybe it’s not? Idk so we supposed to believe Por hadn’t gone back to the house since they filmed the movie and Non disappeared? But Non wrote the script so maybe they lured him out to the house and wanted to scare Non then he ran into the woods they couldn’t find him? But why would they have the gun?

Yeah don’t move the body. Now bodies can build up gas and burst. That happens soo the weird sucking sound is semi reasonable. What isn’t reasonable is that Por is still alive 24 hours later and able to talk he must have gotten lucky to miss his lungs. I guess maybe it just got his stomach.

I have been suspect of ^Tan? Because he wasn’t around for the head chopping or the scaring Tee in the bathroom scene and being behind them scaring them during the initial shoot. But this seems reasonable. Tan’s injury only on one side is believable. How he didn’t wake up when Top taken idk.

Sooo Fluke is def crazy and motivated sounds like a great time for snooping. White is THE idiot. Also he handles the weapon (no concept of DNA again). The video showed them specifically getting Non smashed. I would have found the cord then gone to check on Por Fluke was acting like he was going to mercy kill him.

Okay the ghost is grab able and can be injured. But he seems to do mega damage does he have massive robot hands? Also….. blood sacrifice seems to be a good place to set up camp if it’s runnable to the mansion. I guess ghosty dragged Top there cause his revenge is mainly on Fluke, Top, Tee, Por, and Jin?

Okay but where is Top’s body if he’s dead. You telling me ghosty lit all the candles had 4 empty coffins for the next four victims after killing top? Seems like a tight timeline if we have to include the ghost seemed to have fixed the bike while main characters were in the temple.

See I think ghosty is worried about the kiddos safety for whatever reason I guess to use them as scapegoats maybe since White keeps picking up things he shouldn’t or is ghost scared of what’s on the tape and it’s really top?

I’m doubting they couldn’t catch ghost man going back to the house didn’t they have to go thru a creek to get there?

What would I do…. Well.

The ghost did seem physical being that gets injured. Use the gun on it and or set up booby traps. In the day go back to the temple and see if you can get to a big road. Don’t spilt up. Yes Por is dead he can’t still be alive and them being there isn’t doing them any favors. Part of the ghosts powers is mental fatigue which can be negated by relationships etc.

For the two in the coffin well… kick the bottom or top out with diagonal kick to the top by the opening side. Also I don’t think it’s romantic idk what the fuck Phee is thinking they almost got killed

[zealctry]

anon asked: *shakes you* tell us more about the symbolism in jashinism. you mentioned a lotus once?? elaborate, por favor.

( flowers in Hidan's religion, let's goo. )

i. AGAVE.

so agave plants are native to the Caribbean and the Americas, but this is my fantasy world and I do what I want, so now they are also found within the Naruto world because I said so ( mostly because the symbolism is beautiful and appropriate, let me live a little ). that said, whilst several species of agave exist, the one that is most interesting as a symbol in Jashinism would be the Agava Americana, often ( incorrectly ) termed the ‘century plant’ ; sun-loving, the plant grows slowly, over several decades ( just like humans on their journey to spiritual enlightenment ) , eventually reaching majestic proportions ( it’s not unusual for leaves to reach up to 1 m! ). it is long-lived, up to 5 decades, and it is monocarpic – it only blooms once, producing a very tall, branched flower stalk. as such, blooming signals impending death. upon the start of blooming, the middle leaves gather together like hands in prayer, the upright leaves surrounding an emerging bud. the bud is atop an ever-lengthening stalk ( several meters tall! ) that stretches tall toward the sky ( much like the disciples' souls and devotion ). upon flowering, the plant will die, but not before producing numerous seeds &  offshoots, which easily propagate it ( for a disciple of Jashin, the parallels are clear: once one reaches enlighten and accomplishes their  role on this earth to a satisfactory degree, they will finally be allowed to be put down to rest .. . .whilst going out in a spectacual way, at the peak of their glory. yet one is replaced by many via spreading the word & practices in the world. ) random facts: much like jashinists, agave plants thrive on a bit of neglect and can be aggressive ( as their sap is irritating and sometimes have sharp thorns which can cause injuries to children and pets. ) cultivation at home is both allowed and encouraged ( the plant's blooming is an occasion to rejoice, especially if it coincides with a hoursehold event ).

ii. LOTUS.

shame on me, because this is actually a twist on concepts held by many ; the lotus flower is held in high esteem across several current world religions, and although there are some variations, it is generally considered a symbol of purity, spiritual awakening, and strength — the latter two being most important to the discussion here, as well. lotuses take root within muddy ponds and, through resilience, persistence, and strength, raise through the murky waters to bask in the light ( of knowledge ) and bloom with unblemished perfection. as such, they are regarded as a symbol of being able to rise above the murkiness of everyday life. further, the way in which a lotus blooms is beautiful: the ( ignorant, unenlightened soul ) bud unfolds its petals in turns, gradually, and its bright yellow center is the last to be revealed ( the soul opening itself up to the divine truth that was hitherto hidden ; self-actualization & enlightenment through stages ). in Jashinism, the symbolism is twofold: 1. showing persistence and resilience to pierce through the muddy waters of ignorance and 2. all life is, at its root ( just like the mud & murky waters ), suffering/ugliness/unrest that one must bear and pierce through ; no mud? no lotus. ( the lotus showing admirable resilience throughout its growth to its bloom being pretty much equated to the journey of spiritual growth ). resilience, in general, is a key factor: the lotus has an incredible amount of will ; a seed can withstand the absence of water for literally thousands of years, yet still germinate ( both an encouragement for persistence and resilience, and the concept that it is never too late to bloom/start upon the spiritual journey/convert – the young, the old, all are welcome )! random facts: red lotuses most prized. cultivation is not allowed ; lotus flowers, stems, leaves, or roots may not be either picked or ingested. seeds may be consumed ( either raw or roasted, and they are delicious ).

iii. IPOMOEA / MORNING GLORY.

one of the rare true sky-blue flowers, with a white & golden yellow center. the flowers open at dawn ( representing the light through which truth emerges ) and die out at dusk ( representing the inevitable death one owes at birth ). the flower of the will of god, chewing its seeds may help you commune with him. ( fun fact — don't do drugs unless you're fully informed of wtf you're doing— these seeds contain a hallucinogenic compound, D-lysergamide, which induces psychedelic effects when consumed in high enough amounts. consumption can also cause severe stomach upsets and suicidal ideation, so it's a freaking Russian roulette. )

other worthwhile mentions: thistle.

[artistic-lj]

Okay so, although I’ve seen this meme before it sent me down a

RABBIT HOLE

First of all, all the siblings are following a rule: they are complementary colors. Red and green are opposite of each other on the color wheel and so are purple and yellow.

This was clearly most likely done with the aesthetic appeal in mind. However, it also made me think about Peach and Daisy.

You know, these two.

Now I know this is probably you reading this 6:23 am haven’t gone to sleep yet brain rot but

STAY WITH ME

If Peach and Daisy were to have siblings, they would be mint green (rather than full on Luigi green™) and a darker, kinda cobalt blue (as opposed to Rosalina’s teal) respectively.

Annnnndddd I just realized I need a color wheel that includes pink. Uno momento por favor

There, that’s bette-

WHY IS THIS COLOR WHEEL MISMATCHED?!?!

Why is RED across from BLUE???

Why is ORANGE across from INDIGO???

Whhhhyyyy is GREEEEN ACROSS FROM FUCKING MUAVE/PINK???

WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS “COLOR WHEEL”

Anyway, let me find a better ACTUALLY FUCKING CORRECT one.

Okay I found one, hold on.

Finally. Anyway, can you imagine a mint green Princess Peach sibling and a cobalt blue Princess Daisy sibling just walking around??

What if Peach and Daisy had TWINS?? What if they weren’t twins and Peach was the older sibling and Daisy was the younger one?? What if they were both the older or both the younger?? What would their dynamics be like????

What if they had SISTERS???

What if they had BROTHERS???

Can you imagine if they had brothers??? Like protective brothers??? And something like this happens:

“Oh Mario, thank you so much for saving me! Here, I baked you this cake!”

“It was-a my pleasure, Princess! Anything to see your smile at the end of the day! Just-a doin’ my job!”

“Hey back off, Mario!! That’s my sister! ”

Here’s the thing: that scene changes drastically depending on the age of the brother.

Older brother:

“Hey back off, Mario!! That’s my sister!”

“Oh! U-uh you uh, got eet… pal… I’ll just-a be goin! See ya, Princess!” *I just imagine him tryin to fuckin skiddadle like a cat on wood floor*

And cause Peach is tall, her older brother would most certainly be tall and he would just pick Mario up by the back of his shirt, like someone picking up a cat by the scruff of their neck, and go,

“Did you just ‘pal’ me?”

Like so:

Now imagine that but with a younger brother:

Mario Squats down to the brother’s height, resting a hand on his shoulder

“And she always will be your beeg sister, isn’t that-a right, Peach?” He asks, craning his neck to look up at her from his now even smaller stature

“That’s right! No one could ever replace you! Not even Mario! Mario may be the kingdom’s hero but you’re mine.”

She picks up her little brother, hugs him, spinning around before kissing him on the cheek and putting him back down

“Exactly! Just because I uhprecciate your seester doesn’t mean that I’ll ever replace you! You’re my favorite younger brother of all the younger brothers to exeest!”

He picks him up and holds the boy up on his left shoulder, walking over to the balcony overlooking the vast landscape of the kingdom, before using his other arm to gesture towards the view, emphasizing his previous statement

“WOW! You really mean that!?!”

“Of course I do!”

“YAY!”

*sad Luigi noises coming from the background as he had been standing there THE WHOLE TIME but he got forgotten like every other occasion*

Anyway this very clearly is very important as it is now 7:13 am and I have still not slept.

I just think the concept is really neat is all :)

Anyways, ship Peaisy/Peach and Daisy cause canonically they’re not related and today it has been confirmed by color palettes 😌

R E V E L A T I O N

[tl-trashtalk]

details on angsty gavi/joao for the wip ask/tag thing por favor 😳

max!! omg hi. okay so dude im sorry its taken me days to answer this. i wrote 3k words in one day and then i was traveling back home from mexico to california and immediately went to work today and now im finally getting a chance to answer you.

but anywayyyy

i have an entire not!fic typed out for this. which is basically a super rough extra long summary with a few hyper specific detail. so sorta of like an outline as well?

but the concept of the fic, if you don't wanna read the not!fic that ill put in a read more down below, is that gavi and joao are fuckbuddies of sorts but they dont talk about it and theyre really not even friends. but when joao wont let gavi reciprocate in anyway, because joao has some internalized homophobia stuff going on, there's a fight and drama. when they eventually make up they decide to only be friends. but there's a sweet fluffy ending where they become a bit more but in a more honest way know that theyve gotten close.

here's the angsty gavi/joao not!fic with more details: (not edited so go easy plz)

So imagine an alternate João and Gavi that are not so close off the pitch. Their chemistry when they're playing is Great. they celebrate together and have some very sweet moments like the hugs and João picking Gavi up, ect, all the stuff we've seen. But then everywhere else, João is standoffish. Still cordial, respectful but doesn't go out of his way to be friends with Gavi. Which Gavi doesn't normally care about gaining the friendship of teammates, he has plenty of friends in his mind. But there is something about João that is intriguing to Gavi. So there is some part of him that is a little disappointed that João doesn't seem to want more.

But then after a match, maybe one where they're some Tension on the pitch that Gavi misinterprets as João upset with him or something. Gavi asks him about it after the match. João pulls Gavi into some deserted room and instead of explaining himself, he's getting on his knees for him, peering up at Gavi with pleading eyes. All he asks is "can I?" With his hands on Gavi's shorts.

Gavi is nodding, agreeing before he can think it through and then João sucks him off, efficiently and rushed but amazing. He swallows every drop, ticking Gavi back in and leaving before Gavi can even thank him or ask for explanation.

Life continues as normal for a while and then it happens again. João gets this look on his face when they're celebrating João's goal together and Gavi can tell he *wants*. Sure enough João finds after the match again. And the same thing happens. João gives Gavi a bj and leaves before Gavi can even offer to reciprocate or talk about it.

Gavi thinks it's strange for sure but João is Asking to get him off and if wants to...who is Gavi to say no? The noises he makes are clear signs that he enjoys himself while doing it. But still something isn't setting right about the whole thing in the back of his mind.

The third time it happens, Gavi finally speaks up at the end. theyre sitting in gavi's car this time. He quickly grab ahold to João's bicep, trying to keep him from leaving. João looks terrified at the sudden gesture and won't hardly look Gavi in the face. gavi lets go immediately and says something along the lines of "i didnt mean to frighten you" and joao seems to accept that and relaxes just a little. after a beat of joao just watching gavi with his doe eyes, gavi finally asks "what are you getting out of this exactly? not that i dont enjoy it, i do, very much. so i want to make sure you're appreciated in return. and gavi tries to reach for joao's thigh on the other side of the consol. and joao gets a bit spooked again.

joao doesn't look at gavi when he answers something like "im fine, i dont need anything in return, i swear this is enough. also my motive is none of your business" which makes gavi laugh because "of course it is. dont you think i deserve to get to know the person im having sex with?" but joao doesnt know what to say to that so he answers with a scowl (that gavi finds adorable actually) and murmurers quietly "that's not on the table for us" but wont explain it to gavi.

gavi looks at him consideringly and after a few moments, he sighs and crosses his arms and tells joao "then i am off the table. until you want to be honest with me" joao doesnt answer him and doesnt look at him. just gets out of gavi's car and leaves.

at practice, it's awkward and terrible and they cant play together for a few days. by the 3rd day one of them ends up picking a fight and they both get into trouble, having to run extra laps. when they get back to the changing room mostly everyone is gone, and while theyre showering joao can see gavi in the stall next to him. he cant keeps his eyes off joao and then suddenly he's in joao's space and crowing him against the wall. joao is biting his lip and looking down at gavi and whispering "please don't kiss me". gavi wants to. so bad. and he knows joao wants him back. but he listens to joao, stepping away and going back to his own stall. and joao looks *shocked* and then it fades into a really soft smile and he nods at gavi and finisheds up, leaving the showers.

later that night, gavi gets a text from joao, asking him to meet up before training with an address. the next morning gavi pulls up to the apt building and calls joao and he tells him how to find his apt. once inside, joao tells gavi, "just because im telling you this doesnt mean that i'm going to sleep with you. or let you kiss me. im telling you because you respected me and that's very rare for me experience." so then joao unloads on gavi, tells him all about his past.

how joao had a secret relationship with an older married man when he was much to young to be doing so (but not underage). and that when they were caught, he was paid off to keep quiet and it was never reported and even if his parents never said anything, he could feel their judgement for getting involved with a man. he's never trusted anyone else since and doesn't get invovled with men to keep his parents happy. but then he got to know gavi, and he was really hard for joao to resist. so the best compromise joao could come up with was to not let gavi recipricate so that he wouldnt feel so guilty for allowing himself to give in. gavi hugs him then, holds him close and tells him how brave he is, and that he is not guilty, and tells him he understands how difficult this must have been for joao to trust him with this information. and just lets gavi hold him close for a moment before they have to go to training.

they actually get close for real after that, an unspoken agreement to not go back to hooking up quiet yet. take time during practice getting to know one another, text and ig message each other memes ect. until eventually, joao asks gavi to come over, cook for him, have dinner, and its the *best time*. joao kisses gavi against the counter, when theyre cleaning up for dinner, the sink behind gavi's back, his wet hands on joao's face. and its perfect. gavi stays to watch a little tv after dinner and they fall asleep, waking up in the dark tangled up together.

joao tells gavi he can stay, sleep in his bed. gavi agrees to stay, but insists he's fine on the couch, telling joao he'll set an alarm and probably be out before joao is awake. true to his word, gavi is gone when joao gets up, blanket folded on the couch, coffee made, and a scribbled note by a cup, telling joao good morning and see you at training with a heart.

joao is all smiles all through training and him and gavi are reallly in tune, impressing everyonee. they both feel hopeful going into the match that weekend. and for good reason. they totally slay during the game, kicking butt and each getting a goal and assist for the other. after the match, gavi is buzzing, so visibily excited and joao is so enamoured by it. when theyre walking out together, gavi asks if he can come over to celebrate with joao. joao looks hesitant but then, he's grinning and telling gavi yes.

they have a wonderful night, once again, except that they get take out. and joao intentionally asks gavi to come to bed with him and they finally sleep together for real. and its beautiful and wonderful and amazing. and joao knows he's not *fixed* and they still have a long way to go. but he cant help but feel hopeful because of the way gavi looks at him and then kisses him before they fall alseep. but even more so how he's still there when he wakes up.

[hiael]

Heya^^

I have some ask about Hiael for the MC & OC ask game!

General Info 01 Do they have a nickname?

General Info 09 Do they attend RAD? What is their role there? Their best subject/the one they teach? Club activties? If they don't attend RAD, what do they do?

Concept and Design 03 What is the biggest change you have made from their original concept?

Concept and Design 08 Anything you heavily associate with them? A color, a word, a picture, or something else?

Thank you so much for the ask game! It takes time to answer each question, but it's extremely fun!

_General Info 01

Do they have a nickname?

Yes, he has! In fact, her name came from a nickname her mother had given to a friend of hers, Hae (which in Hangul means “the girl who is like the ocean” – but there are variations that say it means “Sun”, one day I will find out if it's true), but since Hae is a girl's name, she put an L at the end and turned it into Hael. It can also (according to Google) mean “who is like God” or “generous, generous, kind, liberal”. It wasn't planned, it was Raphael until Rahel (angel) appeared, and I got offended and took Rap out of the way, left Hael and invented a story :) So, you can call him Hael, Hae, or Nao (affectionately given by his younger brother)

_General Info 09

Do they attend RAD? What is their role there? Their best subject/the one they teach? Club activties? If they don't attend RAD, what do they do?

Eles estudam na RAD, atualmente são intercambistas (só era para ser por um ano, por que ele está aqui fazendo o 3º ano de intercambista? Ele não aguenta mais ir às aulas…) e membro do grupo estudantil grupo do conselho. Após as aulas ou em dias livres como sábados, ele ministra aulas sobre o mundo humano (cultura, política, música, esportes, anatomia, biologia, saúde, filosofia e tecnologia) para quem tiver interesse.

It is not a professional, mandatory or daily class, but he wanted to teach something more about the human world from a more human perspective because he is dissatisfied with the classes taught by demon teachers trained in humanology.

Concept and Design 03

What is the biggest change you have made from their original concept?

Surprisingly, I had a good idea of ​​what they looked like for a long time. When I went to put it on paper, my biggest problem was the color of their hair. At the time, I still drew traditionally, so when I finally switched to digital, a lot of things changed, including the hair color. It was black, it went to light brown, it went to dark brown, it went to gray, it went to red, and back to black, but I still want to change the color too. If you ask me, I just say he likes to dye his hair.

I was going to post a drawing of him too, but Ibis Paint did the favor of deleting my drawing (which was almost ready). I'm suffering from this again, maybe I'll post it this week if I can find time to draw.

Concept and Design 08

Anything you heavily associate with them? A color, a word, a picture, or something else?

Peaches, strawberries and stars. I just imagine this being his vibe on different days, despite his face, Hael is actually someone very sensitive.

[hoodiehan]

How long can you ignore someone until it turns into “too long”? 🧐

[pinksugarscrub]

...

I sense I've made a mistake. Please, don't break my heart again 😭😭 Pretty please with a cherry on top. I'm already struggling.

Nope, no worries amorcita. I tried very hard to stay away from the concept because I figured the anon meant something like that (because who doesn't love being saved from marriage by a *gasp* commoner). ✨️The Princess Bride vibes✨️. Thank you by the way anon (✿◡‿◡)

Katy no- calmate por favor, I like my teachers! It's just a lot. My first wave of actual work I'd say? I'm taking photo so I spent about three hours last night setting up and so forth just to pick two of the twenty pictures. Still fun but I was drained by the end. I was also listening to an audiobook for English at the same time so I was so done with the narrator.

To go a little more off-topic. There's ten photo prompts and one is titled 'alter ego' and the first thing I thought of was Hobie but I'm nowhere near done with his guitar 😭💔. I thought it would be cool considering punk isn't really my style but we'll make do without his suit/costume. I'm looking forward to the finished product of my cosplay so I can have a mini photoshoot.

Mulan is best girl and you cannot change my mind. "Sign me up for the next war!"

(Evangelineeeee!! *sobbing*)

Katy, mi amor(is that ok for me to say!?), how are you? It's been a while, I've missed you 😭. School is killing me but like, in a good way? I finally have a solid outline for Princess reader and have started the first chapter. I can't wait to emotionally scar show you! I've watched Cinderella and The Princess and the Frog in preparation. Have you watched either before? It wasn't until I got older that I actually watched certain disney movies like Anastasia so I get it. If you know, I cried at that one scene with Ray, full-on ugly cried.

(Side note, Hobiezeze's theories, I don't always full on read [I'm sorry I'm lazy] but I do always enjoy seeing their insight. I know it will be a good conversation when I see the username teehee. So you keep writing Zeze!)

Hello, my love!! (And yes you can call me that 😍)

I'm doing okay! I missed you too, angel! I hope school isn't too hard on you (which teacher do I have to beat up?)

That's fantastic! The anon who originally gave the prompt came back and said it's absolutely okay for you to use it! I haven't replied yet bc their request was included. They basically said the princess reader was running away from getting married. Just telling you in case yours is similar I don't want to accidentally copy yours ❤️

I have! My personal fave is mulan and beauty and the beast (I was a disney princess girly I had merch of them all lol) fun fact, I was almost named Ariel bc of the movie lmaoo

Omg that ending killed me 😭 but the scene where ray was next to his star revived me and killed me again 😭😭

Hell yeah! Keep writing Zeze!! Also 7 is making me absolutely feral im literally doing the evil laugh whenever i write it 🤣🤣🤣

Love ya! Good luck on writing, I'll be anticipating it ❤️❤️❤️

[eternallyyoungjustice]

Headcanons of the team's weird eating habits, por favor. We all know Wally is just.....Wally. But let's hear about the others!

Okay but I actually love this tho. Also sorry for the slowness, finals seasons is eating my soul.

Slight t/w for eating disorders, I've marked it with "sad HC"

Okay so I'm genuinely SO CONFUSED on whether Atlanteans can eat fish or not

Like, La'gaan likes crab cakes...but in the Teen Titans cartoon, Garth is outraged by the concept of fish tacos

@DC what is your canon Atlantean lore

So I'm operating under the assumption that Kaldur is just a vegetarian

This fancy lad is always the one to remind the team to eat healthily, hydrate, stalks up on snacks for the bioship, etc.

But he's THE WORST at forgetting to eat

Absolutely does that thing where he'll put off eating as a "reward" when he's in the middle of something

Then Artemis or Conner have to come along and put a damn salad in front of him because ITS BEEN SIX HOURS WHAT ARE YOU DOING

Since Dick was raised by Bruce, everyone assumes he likes bougie food. This would be very wrong.

He was raised by carnies! And I've heard that some ppl who grew up in circuses don't necessarily eat very full means all that often, and moreso snack throughout the day when they get the chance. And with him and Bruce being so busy, it's not like they have a lot of time for regular sit-down meals once he's adopted.

So thus lad only really eats big, sit-down meals when it's a family occasion.

Also it's canon that this boy cannot cook to save his life

As the asker said, we already know about Wally. He eats a lot, he's messy, his favourite food is "everything", etc.

But personal headcanon time: he hates sugary drinks

Like pop, milkshakes, juice, etc. Is fine in small amounts but in reality...he really just prefers water.

Especially carbonated stuff, since he's always running around and stuff he finds that it gives him a stomach-ache

Have we actually ever seen Conner eat anything? I don't think we have

Is kind of confused by most foods. Like, he knows other people enjoy it, and he likes M'gann being happy when she cooks and loves what she makes for him, but he just doesn't get the hype

Fancy foods (like baked Alaska, filet mignon, casseroles, etc.) Really confuses him

He's getting nutrients, why does it have to be such a thing?

It gets better when he gets older, but M'gann still occasionally finds him just eating one of those pre-packaged salad bags like a bag of chips sometimes because "what do you mean I have to put in in a bowl? Why?"

We already know M'gann is the only person on this team that would willingly/regularly cook and be good at it

But funny headcanon I have: Martains don't taste the same as humans

It's canon that Martains love sweets (so you know she has her secret stash of Oreos) but like...what if that's because the only thing they can taste is sugar?

Everything else has dicernable astes, but it's very faded and different from human taste buds. So her first few meals that are cooked from scratch are...not great (way too salty, etc.)

This is why she sticks to the recipe, and secretly gets help whenever it says "season to taste"

I know I just talked about M'gann's cooking

But like

Artemis is definitely the best cook on the team

She practically raised herself (I don't see Sportsmaster or Jade looking up recipes); and whenever her mother was actually home, Paula would 100% teach Artemis how to cook proper Vietnamese dishes. So you know she got that flavour skill.

Doesn't like cooking very often however, as (similar to Dick) she's learned to mostly rely on small meals throughout the day, especially once she started superheroing

But the first time she cooked phō for the team...oh boy. That was definitely the moment Wally fell in love with her.

Sad h/c!!! Be warned!

For a long while after Wally's death, Artemis stopped eating

Mostly because she was depressed, but also because for the longest time she couldn't step foot in a grocery store or her own kitchen, cook/prep food, anything without thinking of Wally and breaking down

So she returned from a long, difficult, physically demanding mission...and then inadvertently starving herself. So needless to say, her body wasn't happy

This was part of the reason Roy ended up moving in (among everything else), because he knew what it was like to stop taking care of yourself, saw it in Artemis, and (with a little provoking from Paula) he knew that having someone there to help would help relieve some of the pressure

He never pressured her, never said anything about it. Lord knows she was probably getting enough of that from her mom. But every evening for a while, Artemis would get a knock on her door and open it to find a bowl of warm soup waiting for her

Sorry if I spent too long on Arty, I just got in the feels

[thebrownssociety]

Encanto - The Series - Chapter 3

[The 3rd gen madrigals have a sleepover]

It was Antonio’s idea to have the sleepover. He got it from one of his animal friends who explained the concept of a ‘colony’ to him.

“I want to have a colony!” He exclaimed - out the blue - to his somewhat surprised Mamá.

After some gentle questioning Pepa realised what he meant and suggested he have a sleepover instead. She was kind of hoping he might invite children his own age to this sleepover, but Antonio decided to invite his siblings and cousins. He got some card and made special invitations and everything, slipping them under his family members doors.

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[In Mirabels room] 

Mirabel had been planning out the design of her new room [her family had agreed it was way overdue for redecoration] when she caught sight of the letter pushed under the door.

Curious as to who would be communicating via notes - especially as they all lived in the same house - she picked it up and smiled as she read it.

Mirabel. Por favor, ven a mi pijamada. Es a las 7 de la tarde. Por favor, traiga comida. Me encanta Antonio*.

Still smiling she looked at the clock and saw it was already 5:30. They’d be having dinner at 6. Why would they need food afterwards? She also couldn’t help giggling at the very early time, but of course it made sense seeing as Antonios bedtime was 8. 

She nevertheless went to Antonio’s room and told him that of course she’d attend. She was rewarded by a wide beam and her young cousin clapping his hands in excitement. 

Leaving his room, she almost collided with Camilo who nodded and waved his inviation at her. “You got one to, huh?”

Mirabel giggled. “Has he invited everyone?” She asked lowering her voice as to not be overheard by Antonio. 

Camilo shrugged and responded, in an equally low voice. “He’s invited Isabela, I know that. I overheard her complaining he’d scheduled it to close to cena*”

Mirabel rolled her eyes. “Is she coming?” She asked, impatiently. 

Camilo shrugged again. “Búscome. Ahora, si me disculpas, tengo una invitación que devolver ...*” and he waved said invitation at her before disappearing into his brothers room.

Mirabel went downstairs to establish exactly who else was coming to this sleepover. Short answer everyone.

“You realise he’ll just be asleep by eight, right?” Mirabel clarified. 

“Yeah, so?” Isa said, as she helped set the table. “We can stay up, can’t we? Unless you also want to go to bed at eight....?”

“¡No es posible!*“ Mirabel called as she hurried into the kitchen to help her mamá. 

“Then stop ¡lloriqueo!”

“You’ll be glad to know Mamás agreed to have less cena today.” Luisa commented, as she swerved around Mirabel with plates. “She even agreed to let me make us some Enyucado*”

“Does she want us all to have food poisoning?” Isa asked, dryly.

Luisa glared and snapped, hotly. “That was once and one of the ingredients was off!”

Isa snorted. 

“It’s true!”

“Girls.” Julieta’s voice came floating from the kitchen. “¿Puedo recordarles que ambos son adultos?*”

Exchanging glances Isa and Luisa carried on setting the table in silence, Mirabel helping while trying to avoid eye contact with either of them. 

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After dinner the parents all left in order to allow the older children to set up the Salón*. Pillows and stuff were brought downstairs and arranged so it looked quite cosy.

“We need to tell scary stories!” Antonio explained to his older cousins, seriously.

“Oh, do we now?” Mirabel said, with a grin and a side ward look at Camilo. 

Camilo’s eyes shone and he rubbed his hands together gleefully. “Can I go first?”

“No.” Dolores, Isa and Luisa snapped together. 

Mirabel burst out laughing at her cousins mock-outraged face. 

“I’ll go first.” Dolores said, taking charge. She proceeded to tell a age-appropriate story that was tailored to Antonio’s connection with animals that had him enchanted. 

Isa went next and struggled. Telling stories was not her strong suit and she visibly struggled until eventually she gave up and passed it to Luisa.  

Luisa took the threads of Isa’s story and spun it into something more coherent and better. Mirabel suspected that the subject matter may have helped - a girl who was controlled by plants may have hit to close to home for Isa, but for Luisa it was more fictitious - and Luisa was better at linking the beginning, middle and end together. 

Mirabel remembered her and Camilo begging Luisa to tell them stories when they was younger and the older Madrigal always obliged. She sometimes even snuck into the nursery to tell them stories, much to their mamá’s displeasure. 

“Mirabel!” The teenager jumped and snapped.

“¿¡Qué*!?“

Isa gave her a look of ‘are you kidding?’. “Your turn.”

Mirabel made up a story about monster who lived in the mountains, but like Isa she struggled. How did Luisa and Dolores DO this!? 

By the time she’d finished Camilo was jiggling impatiently. “Now it’s me!” He declared and instantly shape-shifted into Bruno. “Once upon a time, far far away there was a giant rat-”

“Bed time.” Pepa said, sticking her head round the door. 

Camilo let out an audible groan. “¿¡Estás bromeando*!?”

Pepa stuck her hands on her hips. “¿Perdona?*”

“Not you, Mamá.” Camilo said, hurriedly. “We were just...” He trailed off, picturing his Mamás reaction if he told her he was trying to scare his younger brother.

“Just what?” Pepa asked, eyes narrowing as she looked at Dolores and Isa who were struggling to keep straight faces.

Camilo sighed. “Going to bed.” He said, dejectedly.

The two oldest girls had the common sense to wait until Pepa had left the room before bursting into giggles.

“Alright, alright!” Camilo said, glaring at them. 

Antonio looked confused. “What’s so funny?” He whispered to Mirabel, who in turn gave an exaggerated look around he before whispering in his ear. 

“It’s just adultos* being weird.”

Antonio nodded and yawned.

Seeing this Dolores ordered them all to bed and off they all went. 

Antonio fell asleep pretty much as soon as he hit the covers, as did Camilo.

Mirabel rolled her eyes fondly and looked over at Isa and Dolores who were giggling like 13 year olds about something. She looked at Luisa who was lying with her hands behind her head studying the ceiling intently. She didn’t look very comfortable.

Mirabel sighed and whispered to her. “Luisa, I’m sure Antonio won’t mind if you go to your actual bed.”

“I’m fine.”

“You don't look very comfortab-”

“I said I’m fine.” Luisa said, a note of warning in her voice.

Dolores caught Mirabel’s eyes and mouthed. ‘Leave it’ at her.

Mirabel sighed and picked up the book she’d had the foresight to bring along with her. She hoped Antonio had enjoyed this sleepover, because she had a feeling it wouldn’t happen again. 

*Mirabel. Please come to my sleepover. It is at 7 in the evening. Please bring food. Love Antonio.

*Cena

*Search me. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have an invitation to return...

*No way!

*Whining! 

*This is a traditional recipe from The Atlantic coast of Colombia. It is a cake made with shredded yuca, cheese, coconut and star anis seeds and is sweet with a wonderful texture. [Description from a website about colombian deserts] 

*May I remind you you’re both adults?

*Living room. 

*What!?

*Are you kidding!?

*Excuse me?

*Adults/Grown ups

[spookysmujer]

can i get #54 from fluff: “Give me attention.” with spooky please? thank you so much 💙💙

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a/n: Pardon my little hiatus, it’s been a stressful week. But I am back and ready to tackle your requests. To remind y’all, REQUESTS ARE CLOSED. Thank you for requesting, I hope you like it! And thank you for all your patience, love y’all!

Sueño, O. Diaz

warnings: cute s h e t 🥺

(gif credit belongs to @goldscoyne ✨)

You’ve had a long day with your 6 year-old daughter, Vivianna. Since the havoc of the pandemic virus, you’ve been out of a job and are now homeschooling your much like her father little one. It’s only been a couple of weeks in and it’s been hard on the both you, more so you.

The pot on the stove steaming loudly as you finish washing up the dishes when you hear the front door open and close. Your daughter gasps as she throws down her crayons and hops off the chair, “Papa!”

She’s a complete daddy’s girl, since the day she arrived, she has made it clear that her dad is the superior parent. Oscar quickly throws aside a duffel bag onto the couch to scoop her up. Vivi, as you two like to call her, giggles manically as the two spin around.

“Did you have a good day learning with mama?” He leans back a bit to take a look at her. She scrunches her nose and cups his face with her little hands, shaking her head. “She was a meanie again, can’t you teach me?”

You roll your eyes as you listen in on their conversation.

Oscar walks with her into the kitchen and sets her down, you hear him approach you and his embrace is just the thing you need. You shut off the tap and wipe your hands on your pants, turning to get in a kiss. But he brushes past you to the refrigerator, leaning down to get a beer.

Vivi calls her dad over to look at how she’s improved on writing her name. Oscar is enticed to see that it’s getting a lot more legible. He takes a seat as she hands him a crayon to write his name, she loves to tell him how to write the letters, “Mama, is the food ready yet?” 

You sigh and perk up your face before turning around, “Yes, baby. It’s just about finished, why don’t you clean up so we can set the table.”

She whines and crosses her arm, usually Oscar doesn’t tolerate your daughter not listening or talking back. You cock your head and put your hand on your hips, giving the mini Oscar a stern look. It shocks you when Oscar doesn’t speak up and only continues writing on the paper.

“5 more minutes!” She says happily because she half expected her dad to scold her as well. Vivi picks up the orange crayon to scribble across the paper. You wipe your hands once more before exiting the kitchen and heading to the bedroom, “What do you think?” You hear Oscar as you walk past them.

With the day you’ve had, you only wanted to enjoy dinner with your little family and then climb into bed with your man. But he isn’t loving you up like he usually would. Oscar must have had a long day as well to be acting like so. He’s been working more than he normally would since you’ve been out of work.

As you’re sat in front of your vanity, removing your jewelry, you see Oscar standing into the doorway, watching you. You stare at him before blinking hard and focusing back at you.

He smiles and looks away from you. Oscar licks his lips and bites his bottom lip, always and forever infatuated with you. He treks over to the bed and sits, eventually leaning back to lay on the bed. He sighs and rubs his head. 

“Not gonna ask me how my day went? You usually do.” Oscar sounds from behind you. Your mouth opens slightly as you stare at his body through the mirror, you harshly set down your earrings and turn on your stool. 

“Aren’t you gonna give me attention, hm? You didn’t even kiss me when you got home and then you expect me to ask you how your day was when I’ve been here holed up teaching your daughter who cannot understand the concept of placement of letters!” 

You huff as you release your pent up frustration out on him. He continues to lay back for a moment before sitting upright and looking at you. You take a deep breath, feeling the tears pool. He looks down at his hands and holds out a piece of paper. “Go ahead, open it.”

The anger that began to boil in your blood made you want to stomp out of the room,  if it were you than you would have said sorry first and foremost. You snatch the paper and open it. He begins to smile when he sees that you’ve stopped breathing.

Marry me, mamas.

You blink a few times as you look over the words again. Are you reading this right? Is Oscar proposing to you? By writing it with crayon?

By the time you look up from the paper, Oscar is looking down at a small, velvet box. He’s fiddling with it and opens it soon after. You watch him intently as he sits up straighter and slides down to his knee. It’s happening, it’s freaking happening!

“I had a very shit day. But by the end of the day when I was driving home, I thought to myself.... it’s all worth it. To be able to come home to you and to my babygirl. Nothing is gonna top the feeling. So then I thought, what the hell am I waiting for? Why should I wait to make her Mrs. Diaz? I never thought marriage was for me but just seeing you walk towards me in a white dress... I want it. I want that with you. So be my wife. Te casarías conmigo, por favor?” Oscar turns the box towards you as he is knelt in front of you.

The air is sucked right out of your lungs. The image of him and the ring  blurry due to the overflowing tears. It’s painfully beautiful. A single diamond rests on a gold band. Oscar remembered how you like simplicity in the jewelry you wear. You watch as he takes it out of the box and takes your left hand. He effortlessly slides it on your ring finger and holds your hand, admiring how it looks like it belongs.

“You gotta answer, mamas. It’d be rude to say no considering you already have it on.” The both of you laugh as you nod your head vigorously. You leap off of the stool and onto him. He falls back onto the floor. Oscar wraps his arms around your waist as you pepper his face with kisses. 

Mrs. Oscar Diaz? You really hadn’t given it much thought but now the idea is all thast is running through your mind. The ring fitting perfectly on your finger, “Yes, I’ll be your esposa.” He smiles and lifts his head to capture your lips with his.

The two of you in a moment of bliss that you don’t hear your daughter walk into the room, “Cowabunga!” Your hear right before you feel her come dropping down on the two of you. An eruption of laugh from her and Oscar. “I’m outnumbered here.”

“That’s okay mama, soon you’ll be Diaz like me and daddy. Then you’ll be on our team!” Oh, this is the rainbow after the rain, a perfect end to the day.