#if you ever wanna get into telenovelas THAT’S the one

[suboficialflores]

More teleserie screencap redraws

[luvjunie]

Hey sweetie, I’ve been a real big fan. Can you write some HCS or a fic about the both Miles being twins?

a/n: ABSOLUTELY 10000% YES. i had way too much fun with this oml. and omg thank you you’re so sweet! 😭 btw, let’s just pretend that in this au they don’t have the same name since they’re ‘twins’ lmao

— headcanons. miles and miles as twins

Twins? Yes. Polar opposites? Definitely.

They both have a completely different sense of style, but one thing they have in common is that they both love Jordan’s. However I feel like miles!42 is a full blown sneakerhead. Has the better collection and often finds miles!1610 wearing his shoes, because somehow 42 always manages to win the snkrs raffles.

“Are those my brand new fuckin’ 4s?” “Uh… no?” “Take my shit off before I tweak out.”

42 keeps his side of the room squeaky clean, gets upset if there’s even a sock that does not belong to him on his side

Absolutely hates the song Sunflower. Cannot stand it, makes him wanna rip his hair out. The minute it came out 1610 played it into the dirt and 42 swears he can still hear it in his dreams till this day

1610 is the more affectionate one (outwardly) while 42 likes to pretend he’s completely devoid of that as if he doesn’t love his brother with everything in him.

“You got exactly three seconds to get off me.” “Just hug me back, damn!”

They’re the kind of brothers to open soundcloud, turn on a random trap beat and see who can go the longest freestyling. They do that thing where guys bring their fist to their mouths and squeal and shove each other out of excitement when they get a good flow going back and forth

42 is definitely the athletic type, plays football and soccer. 1610 is more in tune with his artistic side. Will play sports for fun but doesn’t care for them like that

42 is introverted as hell, doesn’t really like talking to people. 1610 is more of a social butterfly

They’ve never once liked the same girl. Ever. Their taste is drastically different

“Bro, you like a white girl?” “…Yes? What does her race have to do with anything?” “See me personally—“. “Literally nobody fucking asked.”

Used to help each other break out of their cribs when they were babies. Either that or Jeff and Rio would wake up to find that 42 had climbed into 1610’s crib after they’d been put down and slept with him instead. it was impossible to keep them apart from each other, so eventually they just broke down the second crib and let them use the one.

You can tell who is who in their baby pictures. You guessed it, 42 was the oddly solemn one who always wanted to play by himself. They worried about him for a bit. They also had to tickle him as an attempt to get him to smile in pictures, and just their luck, he’s never been ticklish

When they were eight years old, 1610 accidentally broke the wolverine action figure 42 never went anywhere without, and 42 cried about it for three days straight

They definitely ask for each other’s opinions on their outfits

“Do you think this shirt goes with these pants?” “The entire outfit is black… how would it not go together?”

They both obviously love their mother but 42 is the biggest mama’s boy. Always in the kitchen helping her cook, will watch her telenovelas with her and actually keep up with the plot. He’ll willingly follow her to the grocery store or accompany her on her ridiculously long Ross/Tjmaxx sprees because he likes hanging out with her

They terrorize the fuck outta their dad and have been doing so since they entered this world because they think it’s funny. Stupid shit like dying his boxers pink, or looking up a cracked tv screen video on youtube just to watch him nearly have a heart attack thinking they broke it. They used to twin-swap when they were younger to get out of certain things, but it’s 100% impossible to pull off now. They’re way too different, physically and mentally

Uncle Aaron took 42 to get his ears pierced when he was thirteen, something 1610 would never do. Rio basically had an aneurysm when he came home with them in and Jeff was not pleased but Aaron took the blame for it, said it was his idea. 42 made up some bullshit lie about how if he takes them out before they heal completely they’ll get infected. Still has them in till this day

42 is exactly fourteen minutes older and refuses to let 1610 hear the end of it, but 1610 is taller by an inch and weighs a little more.

“I don’t know why you’re talking shit like I’m not older than you. Pipe down lil’ bro.” “Sorry, is someone talking to me right now? Cause I sure as hell can’t see ‘em.” “Nigga it’s ONE INCH”

They’re definitely scrapping over that, and both get smacked upside their heads by Mama Rio for fighting with each other

42 needs the tv and the fan on, SIMULTANEOUSLY when he sleeps or he’ll be up the entire night. 1610 can’t stand it

1610 will try and turn the fan off after his brother’s been asleep for probably two hours, thinking he’s in the clear until he hears—

“Do you value your life? Turn my damn fan back on.”

Deep down 42 is a big ass softie and loves spending time with 1610, he has no idea what he’d do without him. He’s just not the best at expressing it. 1610 teases him about it simply because he enjoys aggravating his other half

“You still got plans with Ganke tonight?” “Nah, his mom’s dragging him to some baby shower.” “Oh, cool, cool… So what movie are we watching?” “Huh?” “Huh—Headass. What movie are we watching tonight?” “Sorry, I’m not understanding. Are you—asking to spend time… with me?” “Damn, I need to say it in Spanish? Matter fact, you probably won’t understand that either. No sabo ass.”

[gadriezmannsgirl]

can u write clingy gavi where he has feel day and he won’t let go of the reader allllllll dayyy

I only imagined Gavi hugging and not letting me go either for a pee for this so... Here you go anon! Hope you liked it! Let me know what you think, please!

Babyboy -P.G

Summary: After a moody day, all he wants is you

He was free today but you knew his mind was in yesterday's training, he wasn't in his best form and that was something that didn't went unnoticed by Xavi, who called him out for it and ever since, Pablo has been moody. He hated not giving his all and he was trying to but it seemed not enough and when he failed, instead of getting angry he got sad.

He tried to not show it to you but you knew your guy very well just by one look. You managed to get it off of his mind when he came home but now you had gone to your University, he was alone and his mind reflected back on his actions yesterday. He sighed feeling the need of you being in his arms, you always took care of him and he was in desperate need of forgetting his coach's words.

He spent his morning watching some tiktok's but he was wishing you were beside him in bed so he could smell your coconut and jasmin scent mentally counting the hours where your classes started and ended.

When you came home, he ran from the couch to the door and engulfed you in a big hug that had you almost fall backwards, laughing. You closed the door with your foot.

"Mi niño lindo" You said happy "missed me that much?" He nodded against the crock of your neck.

"Missed you so bad" He said shaking his head as you laughed feeling his kisses on your neck "How were classes?"

"Pretty boring, same as usual" You said shaking your head moving you both towards the couch "You?"

"At home alone and in need of my girl" You laugh softly.

"Venga, Pabs. I'm here" He got on top of you, his chest with your front, his arms around you and yours around his shoulders. You gave kisses to his hair and ran your fingers through it.

"You look so pretty today" He mumbled after a while when you were just watching an episode of a random telenovela, your eyes danced down to his and smiled.

"Thank you, mi amor" You pinch his nose and watch how his face scrunches up. Your smile increased after watching that. "Wanna eat something?" You ask softly as he nods with his eyes closed "What do you want?"

"Strawberry jelly sandwiches are sounding so good to me right now" He said "What about you?" You hum nodding, your eyes again in the TV screen

"Sounds great. I'm gonna go and do them" He hums and nods but doesn't make the attempt to move "Pabs?" You ask and he hums back his eyebrows up but still eye closed "Can you stand up so I can make the sandwiches?" He shook his head

"You're comfy" You smile, your head going up as you look at the ceiling and blush

"¿No tienes hambre?" (Aren't you hungry?)

"Un poco pero si eso requiere que te muevas pues esperaré" (A little bit but if that requires for you to move then I'll wait)

"Venga, Pabs. It's just for a few minutes. 5 minutes tops" You said shaking your head as he shakes his too

"Too much" He mumbled

"I'm hungry too, amor"

"Eat me" He said and you blush shaking your head

"Venga, Pablo. A comer de verdad" (Let's actually eat something) You pushed him off of you and quickly stood up but then you felt him on your back, his arms wrapped around your front and you laugh walking with him as he follows you towards the kitchen.

You pull out the bread package and the jelly, you also put out a bottle of water, drink of it and then offered it to Pablo who unwrapped one of his arms and drank from the bottle as well.

You decided to move to grab a knife to spread the jelly on the bread when you feel Pablo tightening his hold on you.

"Uh-uh, uh-uh" He did a negation sound with his throat.

"Pablo! I'm just spreading the jelly, I'm not going anywhere!" You exclaimed a little surprised "What's up with you today, baby?" You ask softer this time looking at him, he shook his head dismissing his emotions but you sighed seeing through them.

"Is it because of yesterday's training? Because of what Xavi said to you?" He looked at you without saying anything "Oh, amor" You turned around hugging him tightly.

"I'm not feeling like I'm doing my best but I am trying to and it's still not enough"

"Don't say that, Pablo" He sighed "Everyone has bad days and not because of them you are a bad football player. You're amazing, you give your everything in and out of that pitch, on those training grounds and on everything you do" You said shaking your head softly "You're human, you're allowed to feel good and bad, to have amazing days and also having off ones, yesterday was one of those and it doesn't mean anything"

"It did for Xavi"

"Because he's your coach and highlights your mistakes for you to get better, maybe he was a bit rude or harsh, but he is glad for you and with how you play, he only does it for you to get better and be successful but he also was a young player like you and he must know how having an off day is and feels like, that's why he let you come home earlier, didn't he?" Pablo nodded.

"But don't overthink his words, Pablito. You're an amazing player and an amazing person, I know it, he knows it, your teammates know it, your family knows it, the world knows it and you should know it too. Don't put pressure on yourself, work hard doesn't exactly mean to overwork physically and mentally yourself out..." He sighed softly.

"You block everything and everyone when you have a ball on your head or feet, that's your passion, you do it because it's a nice escape for you from reality, it's something you love" You said "it doesn't have to become something forceful for you, something that you have to do at perfection. It doesn't"

"You just be you and that'll be more than enough for everything" He smiled leaning to kiss your forehead.

"You truly know how to make me feel better" You smile kissing the mole at his jaw.

"I try" He laughs softly as you turn around and make the sandwiches.

"I still want you tho" You smile nodding. He was still feeling a bit off but your words calmed the storm in his head, you knew Pablo was clingy when upset but you weren't complaining, in fact, you loved to be able and take care of him.

"And that's fine" You looked at him "You want some lemon juice?" You ask as he nods, you move with his hand on your back to the fridge and pull out the lemon juice as he grabs two vases for you.

"Te quiero" He said suddenly as you were closing the fridge, you turned around before letting out a small smile.

"Y yo a ti, mi niño" You said pecking his lips quickly, you gave him the plate with the sandwiches and you grabbed both vases with juice sipping from one "What about we go and keep watching what happened with María and Oscar?" You asked as he nods with a smile on

"You love telenovelas"

"Hombre, que están muy buenas" (They are good, man)

You started walking towards the couch when you felt Pablo's arms around you again

"¡Pablo!" You exclaimed as he chuckled

"We're not getting out of each other's arms for the rest of the day" He said kissing your cheek as you smiled "Nor anytime soon" He murmured in your ear

"No, we are not"

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Taglist: @gaviypedrisbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld

[avatarrecom]

heyy gurrl just wanna let you know that i frickin love your fics so much ❤😊! also i'm feeling like sweetheart so maybe you should write about poly recoms x very sweet, friendly human reader ???

feel free to ignore this 😊❤

Sweet reader

Pairing: Poly!recoms x Human!reader

Word count: 482

A/N: Thank you 💙! Sorry for the long wait, I totally forgot your request 🫣. I wrote some headcanons instead of a one-shot, I hope you don't mind! And I hope that you're still feeling sweetheartish.

You’re the sweetest little human they’ve ever met.

Whereas almost everyone called them zombies and other mean shit behind their backs (because no one's stupid enough to say shit to their faces).

But you were so sweet and kind to them.

You always smile brightly at them in the hallways.

If they’d return from a mission you’d greet them and fuss over any potential injuries, insisting that they drink and eat some before reporting to the boss.

If they were about to leave for a mission, you would always see them off, insisting that they’d be safe.

Eventually they all fell in love with you.

At first, it was awkward when they realized that they all had a thing for you.

But they came to the agreement that they would share you.

When they eventually sat you down and explained everything they felt, you were overwhelmed at first.

They suggested a polyamorous relationship, but you didn’t know what to think about it.

You really liked them, but you felt like you would be a slut if you engaged in a relationship with them all.

You eventually confided in Z-dog and Walker about your feelings.

They assured you that none of them would think that and that if anyone said something like that to you, they’d kick their asses.

So eventually you let the squad know that you were open to be in a relationship with all of them.

They’d be so protective of you.

If someone was bothering you, suddenly one of them showed up behind you with the others some distance away, glaring at whoever it was.

The recom who shows up behind you glares at them, daring them to continue.

They’d definitely see him as a problem.

Until you managed to convince them that they were leaving you alone.

One day they definitely announced in the cafeteria that you were theirs and theirs alone.

They glare at everyone who looks at you a second too long.

You have to convince them to back off multiple times (a day lol).

But they always do whatever you ask.

You need a cuddle? No worries, Prager will hold you for hours.

Are you on your period? Z-dog and Walker have cleared out their day to spend with you.

Is some guy creeping you out? He gets sent back to earth (or his oxygen mask mysteriously malfunctions when he’s working outside)

Quaritch holding you close when he’s doing paperwork.

Z-dog and Walker having a weekly girls night with you.

Ja teaching you medical stuff because you want to be able to help when they’re injured.

Researching new recipes with Mansk.

Holding a monthly book club with Ja and Prager.

Hiding Brown and Fike when they get in trouble because of their latest prank.

Watching telenovelas with Lopez.

Laughing at Lyle’s stupid corny jokes.

Weekly movie night with them all, rotating between everyone for cuddles.

[dairy-farmer]

You know what does get enough love in A/B/O fics? Betas. And they SHOULD!

I flat out REFUSE to believe they are just set dressing for the Grand Highschool TeleNovela Romances of Alphas and Omegas(tm). Because nature doesn't WORK that way!

You know what I think they DO do though? I think they keep the High Octane, High Drama, Hopped Up On Hormones And Lust, effectively drugged half the time, Designated (Offensive)HunterWarrior and (Defensive)NurtureWarrior at BIRTH groups? From killing each other.

Because you can't spell bloodlust with out lust!

Horny brain stupid. Maybe YOU wanna fuck, but if that Omega doesn't wanna fuck? Because they aren't in their Heat and therefore find you, an Alpha, "pushy and obnoxious"? Well... you try to rub up all on that, and they'll rip your dick off.

Or at least TRY too.

Needless to say. Violence. Scaring the pups, destroying infrastructure, nothings getting done today. UNLESS? Someone ELSE steps in and let's Horny Brain Alpha rub up all over their good bits!

And? It's much, MUCH harder to get a Beta pregnant unless you, yourself, are a Beta. They also don't get OMEGAS pregnant that often. Don't have NEARLY as strong a smell, which means they don't leave linger "Stink" all over your space...

Perfect buffers! Every pack needs some Beta! As pups they buffer the two "We have to play X because I SAID SO!" Groups, as teens they distract the two groups from trying to fuck/murder each other, and as adults?

Every healthy Alpha and Omega has at LEAST one Beta or Beta couple they can go too, to calm down with. That they trust. That's THEIRS. Their little Pack. Because Packs can and do have layers!

But why they sociology lesson, you may wonder? Where is the Fucking(tm)?

A good and sexy question! Remember when I said "every HEALTHY Alpha"? Name a single God damn timeline Bruce Wayne has EVER been emotional healthy and well adjusted. The only Beta he has near him is Alfred. His PARENTS Beta.

That's basicly his DAD.

Dick is an Omega. Jason was an Omega. Both of them were crammed in a house with him, with NO buffers and it predictably exploded. Jason DIED and Bruce became unhinged. Is ALFRED supposed to handle that? He's OLD. He can't handle that sort of emotional upheaval!

But Tim can.

Tim is a Beta. He knows their secret. And he refuses to watch Batman spiral any longer. He forces his way in. We know the story. Dick comes back to find a teeny, tiny little Beta. Younger then Jason had been. Loses His Shit.

What are you planning?! This BETTER not be what I think it is! So forth and so on. Accusations thrown. Teeth bared. Omegas PROTECT pups and Betas.

But Tim is ready. Is a machavelian little shit. FLINGS himself at Dick even as he gets in Bruce's face, ready for bloodshed. And? 🥺🥺🥺 He's never had a Big Bwother befoooore! OR been hugged by an Omega! Is it true they give the BEST hugs?

K.O.! Straight to the instincts! Tim is cuddled like a teddybear. It's awful. But he does it for the pack.

When Bruce's Rutt hits? The stubborn bastard wants to GO OUT and FIGHT. Like it's not a recipe for Probably Murdering Somebody. Hmmmph! Oh. What's this? Cough cough. Oh noooo. I appear to be So VERY sick and DEFENSELESS. If only there was a-

He is trapped in a sweaty, shaking, vice grip for hours. As Bruce cuddles him close in the panic room, riding out his rutt. Tim politely pretends to be asleep as Bruce desperately fists himself, face pressed to his hair, scenting him like he'll DIE if Tim does smell every inch like pack.

He doesn't really TOUCH him, but the squirming and lose of control would shut Bruce down completely. So obviously, Tim never noticed.

You know... until he DOES. Hormones hitting like a quite brick. And for his poor A and O classmates? A tactical strike. Good God, they become Messy. And INTERESTED.

So do his teammates.

And Dick? Is NOT having it. Is suddenly EVERYWHERE. Breaking up flirting attempts. Dropping in on hangouts. Picking him up from school. Teeth bared in what only fools would call a smile. He smells... really nice.

And does NOT take Tim back to the Manor. He has a safe house near by. Why?

His heat is about to hit.

And really, there's no WAY Dick trusts those sloppy, messy, greedy little shits to take care off HIS Timmy. Especially not for his first time. Now strip and get in the nest, Tim. :)

And Dick is insatiable. All hot mouth and gentle, stretching fingers. That gives way to more and more. Until Tim is shaking and gushing wet, spots he didn't know EXSISTED being pounded by fingers, as a hot mouth torments his poor clit. An arm like steel, wrapped around him, keeping him from writhing and scrambling away.

His hands desperately twisted in long dark hair as he babbles. Stop? More? He doesn't KNOW! It's so MUCH! A greedy wet mouth kissing up his body. Are they done? Rumbling, soothing noises in his ear. He's all twitchy and sensitive. Done right?

Then Dick pushes IN to him. And it's good but he also feels like he's gonna DIE. How do older Betas DO this?! He doesn't even have a KNOT and it feels like Tim's gonna split in two! But it gets better and better, Dick rocking and kissing, all sorts of nice little touches.

And then Dicks fucking him. Pinning him down to his nest, everything smelling like him, as he rocks and rams DEEP. Body pressed so close Tim can't move. Panting against Tim's neck.

That constant "is he gonna bit me? Is he gonna bite me?" Making everything tingle. Making his skin sensitive and him hyperaware of his body. Of every slide of the cock inside him, the tight grip on his hips, draging him back to meet those desperate thrusts, the hot tounge licking and LICKING.

Teeth. Pressure. Breaking skin.

Cumming so hard he passes out for a bit. Waking up to a full hole, wet and squelching, and the stuttering thrusts of the Omega on top of him as he cums inside him AGAIN. Pumping another load as deep as he can.

By the time the stumble back to the Manor? Bruce is furious. It's been DAYS.

But they dynamic has changed. When Bruce's next Rutt hits? Tim doesn't have to think up some kind of excuse. Bruce, hesitantly, tracks him down. Offers him every sort of out that he doesn't take.

Teaches him how to take an ALPHA.

The knot won't fit. Yet. At least not in front. But he gets stretched and stretched, impaled so DEEP. Bent over a pillow as they move like animals. Bruce fills him with his fingers too. Everything is so FULL. All he can do is drool.

Then it gets BIGGER and he wants to cry. But he's so, so good for Bruce. His little clit rubbed and rubbed to help him adjust. Breathes through it just like he's told. And... and OH.

It's pumping him so gooey and FULL. Gushing and gushing. Bruce's fingers working him deep, making him spasm and milk even MORE into himself.

He loses track of how many times Bruce fills him up and drains him out. When no more will FIT.

And of course! Jason. Told he was replaced by some little alpha shit. Because Tim's parents lied and Talia never bothered to correct that for him. Imagine his confusion.

So he stalks him. Is he pretending? Nope! Catches Dickie Bird fucking the brains out of his little Beta Bird. So GLAD to see their priorities are straight! Got themselves a jailbait Beta and the Joker's still breathing! Fuck those guys!

.......he's gonna steal their "Robin".

So he does the big reveal. Red Hood is Jason Todd. But? He does it a Drake Manor. Tim is thrilled. Little concerned about the murdering thing, but Meh. Tim's flexible. And Jason? Oh he is gonna rock jailbird's WORLD.

He bend him in HALF. Full on mating press. They're still in full costume. And God if he doesn't want to just? Completely drain his balls into that tight hole. It's been MONTHS since he's felt so clear headed and at peace. Nothing but endorphins and warmth. Cute little whimpers and gasps from beneath him.

Gonna fuck him a sloppy ruin then buy him some cheap pizza.

No. No he's gonna buy him some GOOD pizza. Then take him back to the safe house and fuck him AGAIN. No more of this Robin shit. Keep him like a fucked up pet. Take care of him, clean up crime Ally, get revenge on batman. Jason likes that plan.

Unfortunately, Bruce is a paranoid man. And TOTALLY bugged Tim's room. He checks on him.

Has a calm and level headed reaction to seeing a Crime Lord FUCKING HIS BOY.

Predictable Alpha and Omega nonsense follow. But that is highly dramatic Not Fucking. We move on.

You may ask! What of Damian? Alpha. Obviously. He clearly bites, it should not be a suprise. But the Leauge is archaic. Betas are minions. Drones. Why is Drake even HERE? It is BENEATH an Alphas dignity to lay with... THEM.

Tim? Will absolutely fight a pup. Fuck this guy. For once, DICK has to play the buffering force. He's god awful at it.

Damian tries to kill Tim.

Bruce gets lost in Time.

Damian tries to become THE Alpha and banish Tim from the pack.

Dick obviously won't let that absurdity stand, as HE is now the head of the Pack, but gives Robin to Damian and doesn't listen to Tim. Granted, Tim isn't explaining himself well and openly mourning, but still. Dick is under pressure. NEEDS his favorite Beta.

Not out fighting, not doing dangerous Heroic things. Just... just there. Home. Anchoring him and giving someone to take care off. And with Tim so CLEARLY losing his shit? He CLEARLY needs EXTRA and IMMEDIATE Omega Care. It's perfect.

Except it's not.

It goes to shit and Tim disappears. Shows up again, down one spleen and up one Obsessed Immortal. They manage to get Bruce back. But everyone is hurt and recovering.

Damian has gotten better. But he still does not UNDERSTAND. He's told to watch and learn. That it will help. So he follow Dick. To an exhausted Tim's room. Who's bruised, grumpy, and in no mood.

Dick offer to rub on bruise cream.

Tim allows it. Eyes Damian with distrust.

One arm at a time. One leg at a time. Gentle and soothing. Rubbing and rubbing and RUBBING. Across his poor abused stomach. His chest. Tim melts. Dick gently pulling off his clothes. Getting him comfy. Utterly boneless.

Damian watches.

Watches as Dick leans forward. Hands skimming as they trail up and up. Ever so gently spreading. There we go~

Watches as Drake's toes curl. As he jolts in suprise at that first touch, only to melt and spread his legs wider. Shiver, gasp, whine softly. Rocking ever so slightly. Is what Richard doing REALLY so good?

He quietly gets closer. Richard's fingers are skillful. Sliding and rubbing as his tounge works. It overwhelms Dra... Timothy. But why? Why do this?

Then Richard slides up and IN and? Oh. OH.

Even like this, Timothy does not smell overwhelming. It's pleasant. The sounds he makes... The way his body just? Just TAKES it. Submits to an Omega's cock like it is the most natural thing in the world. Maybe it is?

He... he wants...

Timothy has noticed him. Tensed. His past actions have left him unwelcome here. But then Dick is taking his hand, guiding it too the pink and wet between Timothy's legs. A little nub. He was teasing this. Damian can too.

There is an immediate reaction. Damian watches, fascinated, as he helps drive Timothy to incoherence. Shaking, begging, punched out little cries. It takes almost no time at all to figure out how best to rub and pinch, flick and twist.

Richard cums. Damians appalled. Timothy hasn't even-! How can you be so SELFISH?! But before he can work himself into a proper rant, Richard slides out and drags him over, into his lap.

Between him and Timothy.

He is hyper-aware of his hardness. But before he can bluster or make excuses, his pants are opened and Richard is lining him up. Pushing both of them forward. He sinks in to the most magnificent heat he's ever experienced. Slick and wet. "Sloppy seconds" as he's heard them call it. Squelching and thick with Richard's seed.

A powerful arm goes around him. Hips rock rock his. He tries not to drool as the sensations overwhelm him. He's used to fuck Timothy again. Dicks hips snapping forward again and again. As though fucking both of them. He knots for the first time in his LIFE inside that magnificent body.

Clinging to the Beta beneath him and whining as Richard ground his impressive length against his back. They're rolled over. Gently. Ever so gently. Timothy jolting and gasping above him before once again, his body it being rocked by thrusts. Each one, tugging teasingly on Damians knot. Milking him.

Omegas are cruel and relentless, he decides. Gasping for air as he knots again. The first hadn't even gone DOWN fully yet. Richard TRICKED him. He should have taken Timothy and run while they had the chance. But it's too late now.

Richard wants them to "get along". And is taking the chance his Heat provides to arrange it.

And? Well, Tim make a MAGNIFICENT Buffer for the Batfam. 10 out of 10 Beta. Very soothing. Best Heat/Rutt buddy.

This has been, my fic ramble! Thoughts?

-🐼

dick helping and guiding damian with fucking tim 👀👀👀👀!! making sure tim feels good and that damian learns how nice it is to fuck their beta and enjoy him the way they all do 👀👀👀

[kirbyderb]

Okay so, got a few questions

What is your favorite color (obvious is obvious)

favorite cat breed?

Favorite superhero

favorite tumblr moment (mine was the one that included the word “tea-fication process”

this isn’t really a question (well it sorta is, I just need some advice) how can I create better ocs

fav smiling critter

fav horror games/movies/characters

fav movie genre

(I know this is more than a few, I’m sorry)

☀️ HELLO!!!!1!!!!

1. Green, actually.

2. I'm more of a canid fan! (Can you tell?) But my Prototype... I love Ragdoll kitties and black cats! :D

3. SPIDER-MAN. NO CONTEST. I WATCHED ALL THE MOVIES. HALF THE SHOWS. Best actor is Tobey Maguire. Favorite Spidey film? Sam Raimi's Spider-Man 2.

4. "The flag of Japan but it's actually this hand towel with a perfectly-placed water stain"

5. Better OCs? Well, uhh... IM NO EXPERT! !!1! BUT. What I think is fun is looking at those "questions to ask your character/character development sheet" things. Like how would they get through a fence while being chased? Just run cartoonishly STRAIGHT THROUGH IT? Find another way? Jump across? Maybe also try to imagine why they are the way they are, and be sure to give both positive/negative traits. If your character is very affectionate—TOO affectionate— maybe they don't know personal space? Or if they're lazy, they might be really good at finding the shortest way to do a task. Maybe crank up some positive traits for bad traits, or see how it could create a bad trait, and vice-versa!!1!!! :D

6. Dogday.

7. My memory isn't good so I may have more, but... Dogday, any Smiling Critters, Cy-dog even though it isn't ever used in PPT, Sunny/Omori, Glamrock Freddy, Wooly, Starved Tails, Kinito—

I'M NOT A FURRY. OKAY!!?????

8. Hmm.. SCI-FI?!?!??? :D Hypothetical scenarios with viruses or outer space are pretty cool! Also love historical films, 2d animated films, psychological horrors, mysteries, anything to do with my current interest. Feel free to recommend me stuff ! :]

Maybe I should say a genre I hate?

Romance.

You're not gonna catch KIRBY ever watching any 18th-century rom-coms. No TELENOVELAS FOR ME!!!1!!!!!!

THOUGH I'm very willing to IRONICALLY watch a movie with people. I like to watch them suffer WITH me and it's hilarious. ANYONE WANNA WATCH RATATOING!!1?!???

[marymarvels-blog]

I just wanna be a part of your family |

Eddie Diaz/ Evan Buckley

or Chris wants a gecko. Eddie doesn’t.

Eddie Diaz adores his son. Every time when he is seeing sad grimace on Chris’s face, he is ready to go through literal fire to bring his son a smile. And he is a firefighter and. by his shy opinion, not so good at cracking jokes, so when he is saying that he means it literally.

He tries to think about how much he loves his son, as he carefully watches all the lizards lazily moving in their aquariums.

His dignity didn’t allow him to say that he is deeply enormously scared of every type of lizard that has ever existed. In their family there were already enough inside jokes about his persona. It was already humiliating enough that he was afraid of AI or other bunch of smart technologies and don’t even get him started on cooking.

***

It all started one week ago after they started to watch Disney series named Jessie. Normal family friendly sitcom, that got him chuckled far more times than he wants to acknowledge, so for a kid show it was really an impressive score.

Chris watched in awe when the lizard first appeared on the screen and Eddie, as thoughtful as he is, didn’t give it too much attention. He was more preoccupied with Buck’s hand gently drawing circles on his leg as he previously threw it over Buck’s laps and other securely put an arm on his knee.

Eddie waited for that moment to happen. He knew how excited Chris and Buck were about animals and he for years expected Chris to ask him about some variation of a pet in their household but that moment never happened. So he let his guard down. His dad-radar failed him.

Because he shouldn’t have to, because the Chris and Buck combo was strong enough for him to agree on any animal they would like to get. He expected them to ask for a jellyfish for a tiger (luckily he knows it isn’t possible and they care for wild animals, so big no no!) etc. But he never saw this coming. And he paid the price for it.

It was almost midnight, way too past Chris’s bedtime — and honestly Eddie’s too — but they were too preoccupied with new season of their favourite telenovela and when Eddie and Buck fall asleep on the couch, Chris the little strategic boy he is, didn’t wake them up, innocently clipping on them with his bamby eyes “I didn’t want to wake you up you seemed like you needed that sleep” and okay, maybe he was right but he will not acknowledge it near his son because it would basically mean he gives him a free pass not to sleep at night if Eddie and Buck are asleep on the couch.

It happened exactly when they changed their position and now Eddie’s head was on Buck’s laps.

“Dad, can I get a lizard?” asked Chris casually cleaning the table. Which was not typical for him. No one in this family is the cleaning type of person.

Thank god Eddie didn’t eat something or worse drink, because he would definitely choke.

He stroke him in the most casual way possible — and much worse was that Eddie could feel that Buck is excited about it.

Eddie immediately shoots into a sitting position, taking a surprising huff from Buck, who put his arms on his shoulder, steading Eddie.

“Wow, be careful, baby”.

“I’m-I’m okay,” answered Eddie, clearing his throat and trying to cover the panic in his eyes and voice”, maybe we should consider other animals? What about cat? Hamster? Rabbit?

“No, I want a lizard”.

“ Are you sure? Like sure-sure?” please, no

“Yeah, dad, I’m sure. Please, please please, let it be my birthday present for the next 3 birthdays.”

And listen, Eddie has only two weaknesses. Chris and Buck. And he feels himself so weak by the look Chris is giving him.

Instead, Eddie looks at Buck silently begging for help.

“ We will consider it kiddo, alright? “ Buck soft calming voice as opposed to Eddie’s anxious.

Worst of all, Eddie knew that Buck was probably super enthusiastic about taking this creepy cold creature home, but he didn’t want to show it too much to already obviously scared Eddie.

Eddie saw the same expression on Buck’s face when they first saw Mrs. Kipling on TV.

**

Buck tried to approach this topic slightly and Eddie appreciates the slowness of it. He knew they need to talk about it because Chris rarely asks about anything at all and those last years were hard, to say at least, and maybe a new family member will cheer them up.

Other than that it, could teach Chris be responsible for another alive being.

You can see Eddie desperately tries to find pros in this situation.

***

While Eddie cooked (read tried to not cause a huge mess and optionally not to cause fire and to blow up their house) Buck casually leaned over the kitchen bar, scrolling through tiktok with fast looks at eddie. He knew when Buck was “randomly” offering to give him a company while he cooks it was always as a safe measurement.

He thinks Buck’s left eye is still twitching at a slight reminder what happened six months ago, when Eddie was left alone with the kitchen and him himself. To say at least he burned his arm all way from little finger to the shoulder. Don’t even ask how that happened. Thank god it wasn’t third degree burn but hurt nonetheless. And he thinks he will never forget scared, frightened look on Buck’s face when he saw his arm and then even more horrified, if it was possible, when he found that it’s not all the burn he got. And listen, Eddie isn’t some damsel in distress, who always needs someone to rescue him.

It just happened that he is very distracted when he is cooking. So he enjoyed Buck’s company while he was cooking and he is not complaining. Having his hot boyfriend near him and listening to him ramble about lizards — if he takes away part with lizards, geckos, whatever — it’s ideal evening.

“Hey baby, I’m going to distract you for one second. Please put your knife down,” cautiously asks Buck, coming closer to him.

Eddie puts the knife down but still works with dry ingredients humming in his own rhythm.

Buck smiles at the sight of that and gives him one soft kiss on the cheek.

“Look how funny they are imagine one like that here,” Eddie gives one look at the screen and he is happy that Buck asked him to put the knife down, because he would certainly accidentally chip one of his fingers. The video Buck was showing him wasn’t funny — it was heinous. 1,5 metres of green creature was running through the house.

Eddie feels nauseous.

“Omg Buck, put this away, I can’t look at it,” at this point Eddie begs him and Buck looks at him, concern shows on his face.

“You don’t feel good? Baby, what hurts?”

“No, no, not in that way. I’m alright. It’s just those lizards. Hate them,” whispers Eddie like some kind of a secret, looking around.

“No way,” Buck eyes widened and he is audibly gasping.

“Yeah, I would rather allow tarantul to live in my bedroom, rather than that.”

“Oh my fucking god.” Eddie thinks he broke Buck because the man looks at him like he sees him the first time, still processing the new information.

“Hey, it’s okay,” Buck comes closer and kisses Eddie’s temple, making his anxiety go away, “we definitely will not buy something like that. It could be something small, like geckos, you know. They are pretty cute.

Eddie audibly gulped, making Buck snorting.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” Eddie groans. God, maybe it’s better to buy someone large, geckos are even scarier.

“I will think about it. but I guess that could be tolerable as long as this baby gecko will stay at Chris’s room.”

***

They made plans, so it was official. On Saturday they will go and visit a nice pet store nearby.

The sun was amazing, the weather was warm and the grip Eddie has on bucks biceps was nearly painfully tight. As tight as he can be to not cause pain to Buck. If Buck noticed the way Eddie clings to him like a lifeline, he says nothing.

But it was worth the excitement Chris had and how happy he was the last week when they announced that if Chris wants, they could get a gecko.

It took a little bit exposure therapy (aka every night Buck showed him 1-5 videos of geckos).

“Omg dad look! I found them!’” with a happy yelp Chris rushes as fast as he could over to yet a glass cage, filled with four geckos.

Eddie clung to the Buck even harder, not being able to move his legs. But Chris was waiting for them, so Buck had to physically but still gently nudge Eddie.

“Wow, sooo..eh.. cute”, if Eddie wasn’t so scared right know he might as well cringe at the tremble in his voice, that was so obvious.

Chris snorted rolling his eyes.

“You can’t possibly be scared of them. They are so cute!!”

“Oh buddy you don’t no what I am possibly capable of.” Eddie shook his head.

“Are they safe?” He frantically turns his head to a consultant that he only now notices was standing near them.

The little smile on her face as she shooks her head looking at those gecko as fondly as Chris was looking at them. If not more.

“They are safer than the hamsters”, woman laughs.

“Can I pet them?” asks Chris with his baby eyes directed at the employee.

“Of course, which one do you want first?” honest to god, she is so nice to them. Seeing how often he clears his throat, on purpose not looking at gecko.

Buck was also so patient with him glueing to his side (aka read as Eddie glued to Buck’s side) although he could bet if Eddie wasn’t so terrified Buck would be also with Chris petting all the geckos.

“Go take a look”, Eddie is already tugging his hand. Buck is so solid, so warm under his arm, he will miss that.

“Nah, I’m fi-“ Buck shakes his head, but abruptly stopped mid sentence.

“Don’t say you’re good I know you’re dying to pet all the animals out there”, Eddie says as he stirs, pointing an accusing finger at Buck.

“Maybe but being with my silly boyfriend and holding his hand is more important and better than petting the whole zoo. Even if there are penguins in it”, Eddie can hear the grin in Buck’s voice.

“What if you will pet gecko while I will stand near you?”

If five years ago someone would told Eddie that he would love someone so much that he would be asking about standing next to that person while they are petting the lizard, he would actually lose his consciousness.

“Are you ready for such a brave step?” it was meant as a joke but even such a stupid fear of his Buck took seriously.

“Yeah, besides, I think Chris needs our company and your expert opinion”.

“Really, are we doing this?”, dramatically asked Buck, turning his head from side to side trying to find the camera, “is this a prank?”

Even in this tension situation for him he can’t help but laugh.

“Yeah yeah yeah, let’s go”, he pushed Buck towards Chris, who is doesn’t even seem to notice that they are here existing in his small bubble with the geckos.

And Eddie was right. The light in Buck eyes almost visibly became even lighter when he took one of the geckos Chris gave him.

If he was shaking a little it was between him and God, in which he doesn’t believe anymore.

“Hi baby!!” softly whispered Buck, petting his head, “how are you doing?” Hearing how Buck cooed over the geckos made Eddie turn soft for seconds forgetting they are talking about geckos.

Strategically Eddie placed himself behind Buck, and at a slight distance but also that in any moment he could be able to touch Buck’s back or his arm if he needed. But also in a way so Chris and Buck would see him and see that he is, in fact, not scared.

Buck and Chris were rumbling and giggling, making the whole world brighter and more wonderful.

Eddie tried not to look at those geckos managing his breath, even the thought, the mental image of taking gecko in his arms makes him shiver.

And Buck, his kind, loving Buck, every thirty seconds is turning to Eddie to check on him, silently asking are you alright? do you need me?

Eddie might feel like his heart is bursting. He loves this man so much.

“…geckos eyes are 350 times more sensitive to light than human eyes and although” he hears Buck talking.

After another 10 minutes of looking, petting, cooing the geckos, Chris finally choose one he wants to take home.

It was..just a gecko. Like any other. Although Chris and Buck have sweared that he smiled at them and was special.

“Are there special notes for this type of gecko? Any information we should know before adopting her? “ asked Buck. Eddie knows that in that week of intense research Buck has read more than enough about how to take care of this creature but he still doubts himself.

“To keep geckos happy and healthy it’s very important to have specific habitat requirements like: right temperature, humidity levels, lighting, enclosure. I can give you a guide how to properly take care of them.” it was seemed like she was happy for them too because she is so excitedly telling about that. Wow, she really loves her job.

„And now I will show you what do you need to buy for her right now. For those type of gecko with his size and age it is a good choice to buy 76.2 × 30.5 x 30.5 cm (20G) but after she becomes adult, you will need to upgrade it. A proper size enclosure is important because allows for a good heat gradient, which is how they keep warm/cool and digest their food as they can't adjust their body temp on their own. Without proper heat they can get impacted or have trouble digesting. You will need a heat lamp. Heat lamps must be connected to a thermostat to make sure they don't get too hot/ cold. The temperatures in the enclosure should be 90-93F on the hot side, 70-75F on the cool side, and 95-100F on the basking spot. Make sure to use a digital thermometer with a probe to measure temps as they are the most accurate. uvb light would be a good to buy too and..”

Chris is practically vibrating with excitement, listening to everything woman has to say, making sure Buck notes everything on his phone.

Definitely not the right time but Eddie started to think about clipboard Buck.

“So, are you ready to take your gecko home?”

Maybe extending their family a little bit isn’t a bad idea. Eddie silently tells gecko that he is sorry for not liking him at a first sight, but he will try to do his best to love him because they are family now.

"Do you wanna pet Sandy, dad?" sweetly asks Chris.

"No, no, no! Im actually, actually watching the route for Buck. Right, Buck?”

He hears his son giggling.

"Right, bud." Buck tries to stop himself from laughing.

Okay, but not today. They will try tomorrow. He will give himself another day to be terrified.

[ihavemanyhusbands]

https://www.tumblr.com/ihavemanyhusbands/728940451842883584/omg-richie-w-a-latina-reader-please-esp-bc-we

Re: this post hehe

A request where Richie and reader are friends that are super flirty (a lil too flirty), but they’re close!! Like he’s met some of your fam, your mom calls him mijo, y’all always say hi w the usual cheek kiss (he justifies it to the guys that he does that w Tina too, just to hide the fact that he gets lil butterflies when you do it), you teach him and Eva Spanish here and there

At some point he has this “oh fuck she’s hot but oh fuck she makes me feel 🥺💕” moment after ages

AAAAAAAAAA¡¡¡!!!!¡¡¡¡!!!!¡¡¡!!!

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"Wait, is that...?" You gasped as you recognized the tall figure emerging from the car, holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand and a case of Modelo on the other.

Immediately, you looked down at your fachas -- a pair of sweatpants and an old college hoodie, perfectly paired with some slippers. Your parents were hosting a carne asada, but your dad had assured you it would just be family around.

No one ever really dressed up for this kind of thing, but that was unless the guy you had an embarrassingly big crush on was in attendance.

You turned to glare at your dad, who was working the grill. "Apa! You invited Richie?"

"Yeah, of course! What, you didn't want him to come?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "I thought you two were friends... or something."

"We are friends! It's just..." you gestured at yourself exasperatedly. "You could've given me a warning!"

"Oh please, if he doesn't like you all fodonga, then that's his problem."

You rolled your eyes, having to plaster on your best smile as Richie came closer. He greeted your mom first, kissing her on the cheek before handing her the bouquet.

"Para ti, mamá. Just for you. Pretty, right?" He said with an utterly charming grin, accepting her excited embrace. "Thank you for inviting me. Let me just put these in the cooler."

As he approached you where you stood, coincidentally right next to the cooler, he nodded and waved at a few more of your family members. Everyone seemed excited to see him, and it was as if he had always been a part of things.

"Hey, Richie," you said with an awkward little wave, feeling your cheeks heat up.

"Hey, pretty lady," he said, his handsome smile seemingly wider than before, bending down to kiss your cheek. "Todo bien?"

A pretty fierce tingle ran down your spine as you felt his stubble graze your skin, and you had to keep yourself from shuddering.

You nodded quickly. "Y-yep, all good."

He knelt to put the beer in the cooler and your dad called out behind you, "Ey, Richie! How are you, compadre?"

Richie went to greet him next, the two of them clapping each other's backs.

"Smells fucking amazing. You need help with anything?" Richie offered, his eyes momentarily flicking in your direction and meeting your gaze.

You looked away, smiling a little to yourself.

"Niña," your mom said teasingly, elbowing you a little on the side. "Is there something you wanna tell me? Are you two finally dating?"

"No! We're just friends," you said defensively. "I don't even know if he likes me like that."

"Ay, por favor. You two have more tension than my telenovelas. You can't keep your eyes off each other."

"Amá!" you hissed, bringing a finger to your lips. "Not so loud. He's right there."

She shrugged helplessly, which only made you sigh. Now it was her turn to roll her eyes.

"Come on, mija, take a shot of tequila for courage and tell him how you feel," she said. "You know what? I'm gonna play some Luis Miguel to set the mood. Wait here, I'll bring the bottle."

You shook your head, knowing that even if you were definitely not making any confessions, you would still need the tequila to get through the night.

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[itsmarsss]

*descends from the heavens*

tis' i...fnaf anon... hi lol

anyways, if we assign different weird kid media to each helluva boss character, yk fnaf to loona, creepypasta's to Octavia. what about the others? moxxie's is already figured out, he is the musical animatic side of weird kids lmfao

would Stolas be the weird y/n fanfics? or the gacha stories? ABO verse?? what about blitz and millie?? millie could be yan sim but idk lol

fnaf anon my beloved you’ve returned from the war!!! how i have missed u and the unhinged thoughts that follow!!

ya know stolas is already halfway there in canon really he’s reading spicy novels left and right like on the dinner table like a crazy shameless man and also he likes telenovelas so he loves the drama…. if he ever got introduced to world of fanfiction it would be Over no one would see him for days on end he’s camping under his sheets and reading every single smut fic he can find. he’ll read them about his favorite characters from stuff he watches or reads about and couples he wishes were together but he does not tolerate what he thinks is badly written stuff like. that man’s special interest is ‘words’ he ain’t letting bad writing slide. that being said he’s reading some freaky smut like. look who we’re talking abt here. if he’s feeling silly he’ll even try to use something he saw on those irl to flirt or get ideas for things he hadn’t thought to try before in bed he’s a silly lil’ guy

as in for Blitzø… bestie im afraid to tell you this…. LMAO this man is also into freaky fanfiction but it’s freaky as in like if you saw the shit he reads you’d wanna wipe HIS browser history clean. it’s the terribly spelled terribly written deeply hidden written by probably either like a 12-year-old or like a real creepy middle aged person. he’s not caring about the writing he cares about the plot and the plot is bad too but so fucking what if it works it works. comments inappropriate shit like I JRKED OFF 2 DIS on them. unfortunate but true he does not care 😭😭😭😭 also my little pony fanfiction but funnily enough not the weird freaky ones, actual cute like found family, friendship, sweet stuff. also written by twelve year olds probably.

i think for millie like. ya know. gore would be pretty standard. like obsessively searching up video after video of weird gory shit and it’s not that she likes it necessarily lol but just morbid curiosity and kind getting into that rabbit hole and not getting herself to stop. she’s obviously like. desensitized to many forms of violence like from her childhood to what hell is generally is like and also obviously what she does for a living but there’s been shit that’s rocked her a little before lol but give a a random violent video appearing for her on social media for her to fall into the circle of watching them again. moxxie hates hates hates them. also she’s obsessed with fridge organizing videos. like obsessed obsessed.

[tarjapearce]

I am so sorry about what's going on. I found out that I was the victim of plagiarism (honestly outright theft) of an old oc of mine.

Like the design was an exact copy of my character right down to the scars on her body and the fandom she was created for! So I totally understand how you feel. (I did call them out for ripping the design of a character I've had for a decade, comment got deleted and I got blocked, no surprise 😅)

But honestly if you wanna talk about anything my inbox is always open! For some reason it won't let me open new DMs with people, it automatically sends new messages to one of my chats in particular and i have NO clue how to fix that; I feel so sorry for my friend who gets my out of context random messages .

And yeah the one night stand trope is used a lot, but the thing is.... You came up with OFAH. You named it. You gave the story breath and life. You are putting every tiny detail you could possibly put in, into it. You put all the angst and drama I honestly don't see in those "trope fics". Too many of them wind up with "he realizes his mistake and leaves his obviously unhappy relationship to marry his pregnant mistress and they live happily ever after" plotline.

You are putting in what would very likely happen in real life; including the PTSD of child abuse, the fear of carrying and giving birth to a child you didn't expect (possibly even don't want), the fear and uncertainty of giving the child up for adoption, of being a part of a big scandal. It's like reading/watching a good telenovela; the angst having me at times literally gasping out loud at some of the stuff going on in your fic.

And, oftentimes is something hard to come by when so much emotion and effort is put into it.

OFAH is YOURS, T. If somebody literally copy pasted it, and only changes a few things it is still theft.

They can spray paint your gold nugget silver and claim they "found" it, but at the core it is still a gold nugget they stole and covered with their own "work" to get attention.

I'm... What the actual fuck? I'm so sorry you also got stolen!

Oh my god.

Why I'm not surprised? Blocking when getting confronted? So damn mature and honest. Ugh.

And thanks fot the support dear. Means alot that people find out about this cause its not fair that people bust their asses creating for people to just take.

This has oddly motivated me to keep going.

STEALING IS NOT NICE. Don't try and be subtle about it. You'll be found out. Sooner or later. Besides, it's ridiculous and disrespectful af.

[mossyscavern]

Love… what a strange thing...

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Miles knows a little thing or two about strange… but love?

You’ve completely lost him. He has watched many telenovelas with his mami to know what it does, but he doesn’t really know about the subject itself…

He has daydreamed about it though, he actually asked his mama how her and his dad met. It was surprisingly romantic on his dad’s part.

Yet he’s still unsure about how love is more strange the it is, he’s sure that Pavitr would help since he’s with gayatri and has undoubtedly loved her…

But recently he got invited to their dates. And now he’s with Pavitr and gayatri on their lunch date he’s invited to.

Miles thought that they invited him to take notes, given how he’s invited often. He’d live with that, if Pav hadn’t told miles not to worry about the notes.

He felt he’s sort of… third wheeling, though they helped with his art project, went shopping, had some chai t-.. chai with them… he still felt like a third wheel… he just feels bad for hanging around while they’re dating.

Which was one of the reasons why he suggested a picnic. A simple Picnic with homemade foods. So when he asks, he opens a portal and leave them be.

“Ok, I’ve brought my dad’s Tandoori Chicken, what about you guys?” She asked, looking at the two. “I’ve got maya auntie’s famous samosas and some chamomile chai!” Pav proudly says, revealing the pyramid pastry and drink.

“It all looks so good.” Miles says, his mouth watering at the sight of two dishes each beside him. “Tastes good too, what’d you bring?”

Gayatri asked, placing her dish on the checkered picnic blanket while Pav did the same. “Only mi mami’s famous asopao de pollo, wanna try?” He asked, watching the two nod enthusiastically and in sync.

After each Indian took a spoon full their eyes lit up with huge smiles. “It tastes amazing!” Pav says swallowing the food and smiling the widest he can. “Your mom rocks!” Gayatri told him after she swallowed hers.

He smiled sheepishly at the compliment. “Thanks��� can I ask you two something?” Miles asked, putting the lid back on and placing the food down. “Is something wrong?” Pav asked, looking worried about miles.

“If it’s too much we can do something else-.” “No! No, no this is all great, just… why me?” Miles asked, pausing a bit to reflect the past dates.

Both Indian’s made sure he’s is included, it made him feel more... whole. “Sorry? I don’t-” before Pav could say a thing miles held up a hand and said.

“I-I just… don’t want to ruin more of your dates by third wheeling..” He says, turning away from them. “I-i... I don’t-.” He stopped, looking down at the blanket his fists curled against each of his pant leg.

... he felt really hurt that he had to say all of that.

Thinking about it now? He didn’t want it all to end, it was the most fun he had ever since he became spider-man, but he didn’t want to intrude on any of Pav and gayatri’s future dates… even if he didn’t have anything else to do.

“… I thought we made it clear.” Gayatri says all of a sudden. “Guess not.” Pavitr says too. That made miles look up between them in confusion as the two sat next to him on either side.

“Miles, there’s a big reason why we invited you.” Pavitr starts, biting his lip softly in nervousness as the Afro-latino turned to look towards gayatri. “We thought you’d finally get it after our 9th… but guess not.”

She says, shrugging her shoulders and sighing. “Point is… it’s yours too.” She told him. Miles eyes widened and turned to Pav, who in turn nodded. “Each date, is your date.”

He says softly. Miles blinked, looked down, shook his head. “Uh-… aren’t I your friend tho-.” He was about to say before getting cut of by Pav kissing his lips.

The action made him squeak, then melt at the affection. When Pavitr and him parted he’s awestruck when he spoke. “… entiendo ahora.” He said goofily.

Making Pav chuckle. “My turn!” Gayatri says, kissing miles on the lips as well, making miles tumble backwards. “Gaya! Save some for me.” Pavitr joked, making the two laugh and later Pav joined in.

When things calmed down and both gayatri and Pavitr had their kisses each from miles the three sighed. “Thanks for clearing this up and opening my eyes.”

Miles paused, making both gayatri and Pav’s eyes land on him and smile at his acceptance. “Our picnic is getting cold tho.” He reminded, grabbing his mami’s asopao de pollo and served them each of their portions.

Gayatri and Pavitr did the same with their share. “How many samosas do you both want?” Pavitr asked, “how many is there?” Gayatri counter asked.

“There’s 12, so I’ll serve us four each.” Pav answered. Putting each on one plate.

Nothing is more perfect than having a picnic with your loved ones while watching the sun set all over mumbatten…

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Ok, this is a little more longer than my usual stories…

Damn, well… this is another chaiflower thing with gayatri, probably gonna also tag is as chaimodelflower… maybe I-i dunno. It’s uh.. something for @vulnonapixs-marvel-corner but I… only did the top bit of their thing they posted on the 3rd of march… I should’ve asked first…

It’s a bit rushed and uh, hope it’s not confusing to anyone who reads it…

… anyway I gottagobye!

[hapalopus]

I am rapidly gaining too many hrihriwa ocs to draw, here are their coat colors

Moussa - Milu - Raban

Vigga - Tarok - Flori

Lio - Bekaar - Kaya

Character descriptions below

Moussa: My main man. Equivalent of early/mid-20s (hrihriwa age slightly slower than humans). Youngest foal of the Lord of the A'atwe Clan, but unfortunately they're also the oldest colt in the family, which means he's Lord Apparent. Just wants to hang out with their secret human girlfriend, doesn't wanna be in charge of squat. Jack of all trades, master of absolutely nothing. "The weird kid" in the herd, who'd rather climb trees with humans than race through the fields. Large social circle but only a few genuine friends. Most creative shapeshifter in the entire clan.

Milu: Moussa's older sister. Massive eldest daughter syndrome. Actually wants to be Lord, but the A'atwe clan has institutional sexism. Bossy and bitchy to make up for her feelings of powerlessness. Takes on much bigger burdens than she should. Desperate for her parents' attention. Has close friends, not a lot of friends. Stressed 24/7. Born to snort adderall, forced to live in a fantasy world.

Raban: Moussa's/Milu's sire. Current Lord of the A'atwe. Equivalent of mid-50s. Traumatized and prone to lashing out when his buttons are pressed. Watched his family die in a raid, you know the deal. Big on battle training, and frustrated that none of the foals get it, because the last raid was 50 years ago. Actually a good leader. Unfortunately not a good father.

Vigga: Moussa's/Milu's dam. Logistic genius. Without her the clan would collapse, and everyone knows it. Slightly better parent than her mate, not that that's saying a lot. Babies Moussa, emotionally neglects Milu. Equally as traumatized as Raban, but they're genuinely a good couple who care for each other, they just shouldn't've had kids. Knows everyone and everything, including the clan's humans and livestock. The clan drama is her telenovela. Lives in denial of the clan's sexism even though she knows it's choking her and her filly and all the other mares and fillies, she knows, she just feels powerless to stop it, she knows but it's easier to play along.

Tarok: Moussa's best friend. Nice to be around, but hangs out with Moussa partially for clout. Comes from an unstable home like nearly every other foal in the clan (everyone was affected by that raid 50 years ago). Wants power, but doesn't realize. Has yet to understand why he does what he does. Doesn't really get why Moussa is friends with so many humans ("they're just workers given to us by the gods right?") but accepts it. Will eventually sell Moussa for 1 corn chip.

Flori: One of Moussa's friends. Haven't decided on a personality for her yet.

Lio: High-ranking noble stallion. Ornery. Loyal o Raban but doesn't like or respect Moussa.

Bekaar: One of the adults who were passed over during the raid - in his case because of horrible conformation (swayback, cow hocks, weak pasterns, steep shoulder, etc.). Mentor figure for basically everyone in the clan, but especially the nobles. Knows that Moussa isn't leader material but has a hell of a time convincing Raban. Beginning to go from "so old everyone assumes he's wise" to "so old everyone assumes he's a toddler."

Kaya: A loner from another clan. Only one who escaped their raid. Survived in isolation for a few months before giving herself up to the raiders. Works as a riding horse, for the raiders' leader. Tells herself she's doing it all to track down and free her clan members, but she has done some terrible things in her clan members' name. Probably too terrible for her clan to forgive her, should she ever find them.

[zombabezzz]

when i was little

my favorite show was my little pony

my favorite movies was the tinker bell movies

i never went out as kid because my dad never took us out

I grew up in the swapmeet for years

I was only ever a bad kid at home because everyone scared me in at school

i only ever had one friend every year i entered grade and it switch every year

i remember trying to get atleast two boys to like me when i was little kid by trying to smile at them a lot

i remember the first time my best friend from pre-k made me wanna cry because she didn’t wanna hang out with me and i wanted to cry on the way home from the field trip

i remember the first time i was told i was ugly in front of a mirror

i remember all the sketchbook tours i’d watch when i was little that made me wanna start drawing

i had dolls and was a jealous kid bad kid

i threw tantrums all the time

i remember drawing sad faces on the closest wall that you can still see today when my mom locked me in there after having enough

i remember peeing my mattress when i used to sleep in the closet

i remember meeting browine for the first time and screaming its a puppy

i remember when Brownie was barking at the remote because he thought it was moving by itself he was so little

i remember watching the telenovelas with my parents in the room

i remember going trick or treating and going to the halloween parade at school

i remember every time a teacher had made cry

i remember the first time i ever hit a girl because she kept being mean to me, constantly telling me i wasn’t funny or pretty telling me i was fat and taking it for awhile until i had enough, i think she might of liked me

i remember both of us crying and going to the restroom and me saying sorry so much

i remember every time i was humiliated at school

i remember being used to boys thinking i was ugly and never made friends with boys because of that reason

i remember the first time being exposed to sex remember hearing my dad, seeing all the girls on his phone and rarely any photos of me my sisters or my mom, me watching porn on his phone, me being irritated at him anytime i see him comment on one of their posts hating him for this part of him

remembering that phase i had where i blew on his neck and he would blow on mine and my mom telling me to stop becuz it was weird

remember being at tios and watching rapunzel for the first time and eating rainbow sherbet

when i finally became friends with my cousins 4 years ago and bonding over anime

my entire dan and phil phase

my short hair when i was an ugly girl

remembering feeling so hurt when the guy i liked was hugging his gf later to find out years later all he ever wanted was sex from the girls he was seeing

rocky 11 years

my senior back from the pandemic

When me and amy watched sailor moon together

All of my dolls

when i got bombon

when i yelled at Daniela at amy’s birthday party

when i thought I was so funny for acting like my dad when in reality i was a cringey kid

being an ugly girl growing up

first time ever being opened to a guy for him to reject me

when daniel stopped walking and was waiting on me to ask me to go to prom i remember my heart was racing so hard for him to later not even acknowledge me once at prom

prom my whole senior year

my whole 6 year friendship with chloe

All of my little toys

2023 the craziest fucked up best year yet

My Anthony the only man to have ever looked at me past the makeup

my eating disorder

every time i vomited in 2022 because daniel rejected me

When i first smoked a cigarette ever and then started to smoke after every time i made my self throw up

When college first started lost weight like crazy because i was far gone

the day i lost my virginity

When i bled for two days not knowing if i was okay

anytime i went to the doctor being terrified

every time i took a photo of myself in the last two years

My desire for long hair

Always wanting to be thin

that one time i presented my interests to the class in Mr. Sanders home room doing my little hand thing when im nervous

Orientation day at highschool

Not seeing Semajay until 5 years later again in SMC

My tiger drawings from my first year

Hanging out with someone at the end of semester but broke that tradition since last fall

Seeing Anthony for the first time

Knowing anthony liked me back

pushing him away because i knew how i was like

All our hotels days

Anthony isnt emotionally invested in me

Browine dying

Chloe hating me

school and how i’ve been treating it

money being so hard

What is my value?

I love pink

I love dolls

I love wearing jeans I love wearing basic shoes like adidas nikes and converse i finally want doc martens

I want self help books and learn self respect and love

i want earring jewelry nails bracelets new clothes

I want sentimental meaningful stuff

I wanna made me feel special most important most valued most seen

What if I never feel satisfied

[sugar-omi]

a crazy idea but, i know gb said that Baxter doesnt want to ever contact his parents again or have them in his life in any way. but how do you think he would react if somehow he found out his parents had another kid after Baxter cut contact? like, they still wanted a kid for whatever reason and idk, maybe they were still young enough to have another one (assuming they're not really ok with adoption since we know they're jerks)

do you think Baxter would try to somehow contact his sibling the moment they're old enough or? I've created a telenovela lol sorry

i think it was (indirectly) confirmed that they don't like adoption so definitely bio...

thats a good thought though. baxter would prbly be worried that the kid is like their parents so if he reached out would he be fucking up?

i think it depends on how sentimental baxter is. if he has a big enough soft spot, he'll reach out when they're old enough to let em know he's here if they wanna talk, maybe not outright saying "im here if you wanna get away from bigot 1 and 2" but just extending the branch

but if not, i think he'd leave em alone but his contacts are public so im sure they could find him and its not like they could totally cut out baxter's existence since im sure someone would be like "oh they look like baxter!" or if they're a fellow asshole they'll say "hopefully they dont turn out like baxter!"

so yeah, idk i cant decide!!! if we're going for a real soap opera then yeah he'd reach out. otherwise, i think he'd leave them alone and probably wouldn't know until he runs into someone who knows his parents or something since he probably keeps anything related to his parents blocked n ignores it

[oiveyzmir]

20 questions for fic writers!!

Thank you @slavicviking for the tag!!!! You’re the best

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Currently 8!!! I was afraid to publish things in the past so like. Yeah. Most of the fics I’ve written are Not There

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

115,863 which is insane to me ngl

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently I’m fully devoted to writing Stranger Things fics but y’know hyperfixations come and go

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Paper cuts, unrequited love and other things that burn

What would Peter do?

Heartbreaker

Saudade

Maldonado Films (the original has more kudos but I love the rewrite more lol)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

No because I’m too overwhelmed to do that, but I read them all and weep you have NO IDEA how much it means

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Hmmmm I’m not one for angsty endings but Saudade was kinda out there

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Ooooh nothing but bliss easily

8. Do you get hate on fics?

No thankfully but I do get bots!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Nope idk maybe one day

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I wrote a destiel/johnlock one when I was like 14 it was wild such a shame I have no record of it

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Funny story but after I’ve written an Eldonado fic set in a video store there was a Netflix show starring Tyler Alvarez set in a video store. Not that I’m saying they’ve stolen the idea for my fic that has like 200 hits but I’m also not not saying that

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope but I have translated a few other fics back in the good old Wattpad days

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yeah!!! It was a fun experience

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Pass next question

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Love song for dreams and dreamers. Sorry I guess

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogues!!!!

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Literally everything but dialogues I’m struggling

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

That’s cool as long as it gets translated somewhere in the fic? Like even in footnotes or whatever

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Literally Casi Angeles, an Argentinian telenovela I was SUPER into when I was 8-12

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Nothing but Bliss is my baby in all ways but physical I love it sooooooo much. And also Maldonado Films has a warm place in my heart it was kinda cute ngl

Im pretty sure all of my writer friends had already been tagged by someone else or had already done it (and also I don’t wanna bother anyone lol) so everyone who read this far is considered to be tagged by me!!!!!! Tag me if you do it I love reading everyone’s answers 🤍🤍

[bunnnywrites]

Tides of Fate / Chapter II

Pairing: Mirabel Madrigal/Bruno Madrigal

Summary: Mirabel and Bruno look for a present to give each other.

Word Count: 813

Warnings (general): Incest, nudity.

A/N: This chapter is short, but next will be longer, I promise.

You can also read this fic in AO3.

Chapter 1

Chapter II

She had heard a lot of things about humans, all her life. But nothing could ever compare to the experience of actually talking to one. She was scared at first, of course. The first seconds she didn’t know what to do. But… He was gentle. Kind. And oddly relatable.

The way he tried not to scare her was… heartwarming? cute? She doesn’t know. But it was a nice feeling. And she can’t wait to experience it again. Are all humans like that? No, he- Bruno said some would love to capture a mermaid. That’s scary. But he’s not one of those humans, right? He was warning her.

‘I should bring him a present’

She wanted to thank him for… well, being so nice. And agreeing to see each other again. But it had to be something humans liked. Something made for humans, not for mermaids. Something… Made by other humans, maybe? Because she knew the exact location for that. She had been visiting the place for a couple of months. Apparently humans had forgotten about it, but she was certain she could find something interesting for her new friend.

It was huge. A huge ship. She had never seen anything like that before or after. She always wondered what happened, why had it sunk like that. How long ago. Who was there.

She also explored most of it. And she found a lot of human treasures! Like… well, she didn’t know what it was (a teacup, a silver spoon), but she liked it. Still, she thought, probably the most valuable things were not easy to find. She needed something special, something shiny, eye-catching.

Little did she know, his new friend was having the exact same thoughts.

“I wanna get her something nice, something interesting.” Said Bruno, fidgeting with his green shirt.

“Wait, where are you taking her?” Asked Mauricio. Mauro, to his friends.

“Uh… The beach.”

“Por Dios, Bruno, it’s your first date in ages! You should take her somewhere else.”

“D-Date!?” He made anxiety fists with his hands over the table “Who said anything about a date?”

The mere word was too much for him. Not only in this context, but in general. He had a couple of dates when he was younger, but things never went what you’d call “great”. Most women didn’t like his rats, and thought he was living in bad conditions. Also, there’s just a certain amount of lies you can tell to avoid going swimming into the sea before it gets suspicious. Some were simply rude when it came to his telenovelas. There was always something. 

Mauro stared at him over his tuna sandwich.

“Well, you said you met a girl for the first time last night.” Bruno nodded. “And she asked to meet again today, right?”

“Yeah, but…”

“That’s a date.”

“She’s…” Bruno grabbed his head with his hands. “Too young for me. To be interested in me that way.”

Mauro patiently chewed and swallowed a piece of sandwich before answering.

“Then tell her that. You don’t want to get in trouble for a highschooler”.

“She’s not a highschooler.” He sighed. “But still… Even if we don’t see each other that way, she feels… The same way I used to feel at her age. And it makes me want to help her”.

Mauro took a long sip of coke and stared at him for a moment.

“Well, whatever you do, make sure you know what your intentions are, or everything will just end up being a huge mess”

Bruno groaned and let his head back. His intentions? Probably helping the girl and stop feeling like he was doing a heinous thing.

“I mean, she’s… probably the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” He stayed silent for a couple of seconds. “And I’m… me. She’d never see me that way”.

“Not all of us can look like Mariano, man.”

Bruno laughed and shaked his head.

“I should bring something simple, that… doesn’t make me look like I’m expecting anything from her, but at the same time shows I want to make her feel comfortable”

He looked very focused now. Mauro smiled, knowing his friend would find the solution by himself. He always did, but always needed someone to believe in him.

“What would make you feel comfortable?” Asked Mauro.

Bruno absently knocked on the wooden surface of the table before answering.

“Food. I’m a simple man.”

“Well, there you go. Just make sure it’s something she doesn’t eat often”

And it was like seeing the word “eureka” written all over his face. He had been so silly! Of course! It was so simple. He had to bring her stuff she had never experienced before. Things he had never experienced before he decided to live among the humans. The food, the telenovelas, the rats!

 Now he was full of ideas, and could barely wait for night to come.