#isa why.......................... do you play with my heart like this.........

[luck-of-the-drawings]

OOH YEAH BABY! PARTY TIME BABY! MUSIC! DRINKS! SOCIAL PRESSURE & A PSYCHEDELIC BREAK DOWN! WELCOME TO VAMPIRE SOCIETY MOTHERFUCKER! ARE YOU SCARED? DO YOU UNDERSTAND YET? ITS OKAY IF NOT. FIRE DISSOLVED IT! ITS ALL GONE NOW. HAVE FUN!

[baby-yongbok]

Backseat

Boyfriend!Seungmin x Afab!Reader

♡ Genre - Smut ♡ Word Count - 4.1k ♡ Summary - Your open relationship with your boyfriend has one rule. What happens when you break it? ✧ Masterlist ✧

♡ A/N: Seungmin's look at the Chanel pop-up event killed me. That's it. That's the tweet. I hope that you enjoy! 💕+ reader is depicted as chubby/plus size and is a POC ♡ MDNI ♡ Warnings: Themes of open relationships, very light degradation - blink and you'll miss it, spit play?? - like, not really? but just to be safe, Dom Seungmin vibes & Seungmin is hot [I think that's all]

“Where did you even meet that guy?” The beeping of the microwave punctuated Sarina’s sentence and the other two girls all hummed in curiosity. It’s a typical girls night for the four of you. Sarina brings the drinks, Isa brings the snacks, Winter provides her Netflix password and more snacks and you allow them all into your apartment to listen to stories about your latest intimate escapades. 

“That restaurant downtown, Gammeeok. I dropped my keys and he chased me down to return them.” You drop the steaming bag of popcorn into the bowl, handing it off to Winter to take care of. “How charming.” Isa teases with a laugh and you all follow.

“So, like, Seungmin won’t be mad that you slept with some stranger? He really doesn’t care?” You nod as you stuff your mouth with a fist full of popcorn, humming and shrugging to save yourself time. “He doesn’t care. The only rule is that I can’t sleep with his friends and he can’t sleep with mine.”

“And you don’t tell him about the guys you sleep with?” 

“Mm, nope. He tells me about his hook-ups sometimes but he doesn’t really care to hear about mine. He just likes to know when they happen. He’s watched me fuck someone before but it was a one time thing.” A collective ‘oh’ echoes around the group of you as the girls exchange looks. “That’s hot.” Winter mumbles as she flips through the Netflix options and Isa shakes her head.

“My boyfriend would actually explode if that were our dynamic.” Sarina scoffs and the other girls agree before falling off into a new conversation of ‘what if’s’.

 Your phone buzzes under you as you all break out into a fit of hysterics. Your laugh dies in your throat once you read the message on your screen. The black letters typed by your boyfriend read, ‘I’m outside’, and you can feel your heart start to hammer. You weren’t supposed to see him until tomorrow morning.

 You text him back quickly, letting him know that it’s girls night and your friends weren’t leaving until the morning. Your phone buzzes with a reply seconds later, surely he said that he’d just see you tomorrow right? You can feel a shadow of anxiety as you read the new text. ‘You can leave them for a sec. Don’t you wanna see me?’

That text seems innocent right? Then why is your leg bouncing like he just sent you a ‘we need to talk’ text. I mean he did just get back from a family vacation today, maybe he just really missed you. Yeah, he got excited to see you, that’s it. 

“Helloooo, earth to y/n.” With the snap of Winter’s fingers your head snaps up to the girls across from you. “Everything cool? We were talking about rewatching Thirty-Nine or are you feeling something different?”

You open and close your mouth once or twice before you manage to look down at your phone and type a quick ‘coming’ to Seungmin. You pull yourself up from your armchair and grab a hoodie that you think is yours but you’re really not sure right now and you honestly don’t care much either.

“That’s fine but I - I have to - I’ll be right back.” 

“What’s up?” Isa asks and you sigh before doing your best to reassure them that everything is A-ok. They tease you as you unlock your front door, telling you that if you’re gone for more than five minutes that they just know that Seungmin is ruining you. You brush it off with an eye roll and make your way to the lobby of your building. There’s a comfortable breeze that you're thankful for since you’re only in your loungewear.

You look around for any sign of Seungmin’s car for a second before your phone buzzes again. ‘4 cars down to the left.’ 

You follow his direction, walking a couple of steps before his car comes into sight. You notice that Seungmin is absent from the driver's seat and as you get closer you can faintly make out his figure in the back seat. You open the door and slide in next to him once you reach the car, closing the door softer than usual in case you’re wrong about the reason for his impromptu visit. 

“Hey, baby, welcome back.” You lean into him, planting a chaste kiss on his lips that he returns with no problem. “This is a surprise.”

He’s not making any faces, his eyebrows aren’t furrowed like they usually are when he’s upset and he’s smirking at you though you can’t say that it seems entirely friendly. “I had to see you. Missed you.”

Your heart plays hopscotch inside your chest for a moment though you can’t tell if it’s because he’s being sweet or because of your looming anxiety. “You were gonna see me tomorrow, did you get too excited to tell me about your trip?” You try to relax into your seat. Maybe there’s nothing wrong, maybe it’s all in your head.

“Mm, not really, no.” Fuck it, something is up he’s too laid back. “Actually there was something that I was dying to tell you about.”

Bingo. You look over at him, wide anxious eyes boring into his dark ones. “Answer this for me, sweetie.” He pulls his phone from the pocket of his leather jacket. You hadn’t even noticed that he was wearing the gift you gave him this past year for his birthday. He looks damn good in it as always.

 Okay, wait, stop gawking. Focus. 

“Do you recognize this guy?” A bright smile parts his lips as your jaw goes slack. You stare at the picture on his phone screen, eyes darting between Seungmin and the guy next to him. The guy you fucked a day ago. “Gotta use your words.”

“I- well, yeah.” You blink up at him, worry plastered on every muscle of your face. Seungmin takes a moment to rest his hand on your bouncing leg, soothing circles into the clothed flesh. Okay, so he’s not really that mad. “I did something bad didn’t I?”

He tsks, huffing a short laugh as he locks his phone and slips it back into his pocket. “Mm, I mean you fucked my roommate from college so, you tell me.” You whine, covering your eyes with your hands.

“I had no idea, baby, really.” 

“I know, I don’t think that you did this on purpose.” The pads of his fingers dig into your thigh and he pulls you closer to him. “Just imagine my surprise when Hyunjin picks me up from the airport and starts raving about a girl who sucked his soul from him.” You groan again, wiggling a bit as he pulls you into his side, throwing his arm around you. 

“I was even more surprised when he showed me the video.” You gasp so loud and fast that you nearly choke. You forgot about the video.

“Oh fuck, oh no, I fucked up.” There’s a burning at the back of your eyes that matches the feeling in your chest. You should’ve been more careful but you aren’t exactly the type to vet your hook-up’s like a gun shop doing a background check. “I’m so sorry, Seungmin. I swear that if I would’ve known I wouldn’t have gone home with him.”

“I already told you that I believe you, baby.” He draws circles into the bare skin of your shoulder, it sends a chill up your spine. “But, I must admit that a punishment is something that I find appropriate for this situation.” 

You peer up at him through your thick lashes, trying your best to blink away the tears threatening to fall. A punishment? You can do that. 

“Anything, Min. I truly am sorry.”

“Show me, don’t tell me.” You move to unbuckle his belt, swallowing hard as you fiddle with the metal. “Nuh uh.” 

You hum, confused. There are a couple of punishments that are commonly used by Seungmin and fucking your tiny throat to the point of tears is usually his favorite. “I have something else in mind.” 

He gently places his hands on your hips, pulling you into his lap so that you're straddling him. You rest your hands on the back of the seat, more than familiar with this position since he’s taken you in the back seat more times than you can count. 

“I already heard everything from Hyunjin. He recalled the scenario in grave detail.” Seungmin keeps his eyes on you as his nimble fingers twirl the string to your pajama pants. “Now what I want you to do..”

He pulls at the string, undoing the bow. “Is tell me your side of the story.” Your breath catches in your throat.

“What do you.. mean?” He pulls at the waistband of your pants gently. 

“I wanna hear it from your point of view.” He smiles at you, that teasing gleam in his eye that you know means trouble. “ I want you to tell me how he felt, how he sounded, how he tasted.” 

You involuntarily grind into him as you start to recall the events of that night. “But… you never wanna hear about that stuff. Are you sure?”

“What did I just ask for?” His large hand squeezes your thigh and you jump at the pressure. “Does my puppy think that I don’t know what I want?” 

“No no, I’m sorry. I’m just - just nervous I think.” He grins up at you, there’s a softness to it that relaxes you. 

“Don’t be nervous, I just want you to tell me all about it, okay? I won’t think of you any differently. I won’t love you any less.” His lips brush against yours, slow and soft as he teases a kiss. “I just want you to tell me how he fucked you.” He plants the kiss, soft and rough, hungry and gentle. A contradiction. 

“Can you do that for me?” He whispers against your lips and you shake your head. You’re already getting hazy and he’s barely touched you. “Say it.”

“I can do that. I’ll tell you how he fucked me.” He slips his hand down the front of your pants, the tips of his finger grazing over your pubic mound in a tickling touch that makes you buck into him. 

“Go on, pup. Speak.”

“Okay- uh where do you want me to start?” He hums, looking up in false contemplation.

“Start from the moment that you got to his place. I’ve already heard the beginning. He told me all about you sucking him off in his car.” He grins, clearly enjoying the effect that that sentence had on you. You nod your head, trying your best to block out his tantalizing touch lingering inches from your clit. 

“Well, he offered me something to drink… we shared a bottle of soju.” Seungmin’s gaze is burning into you as you speak. Attentive with a hint of something unrecognizable. He tongues his cheek a bit, something that he does when he’s thinking or listening. “ I was complaining about finishing my share of it too quickly so he offered me some of his… he said that.. He, uh..”

Seungmin’s finger crawls down your mound brushing against your clit and drawing your attention back you him. Your nervous gaze meets his steady one. “Focus on me.” He applies a bit more pressure and you squirm in his lap. “Speak, baby.”

“He said that he’d give it to me if he could feed it to me.” 

“He poured it into your mouth?” You shake your head and Seungmin starts to ghost his finger back and forth over your bud, you sigh at the feather light contact. 

“He put it in his mouth and tipped my head back then he spit it into my mouth.” A heavy breath escapes your boyfriend, flaring his nostrils as he processes the information. “Then he kissed me.”

“With tongue?” You nod and he presses firmly against your clit. Your hips grind into the touch before you can fully process it but Seungmin’s free hand grounds you to his lap. “What did he taste like?”

You moan, the mixture of smooth circles being rubbed into your aching bud and recalling the nasty memories of the night before is sending a surge through your system. “Soju, mint, a bit of- a bit of - cake.” He lets up, returning to his featherlight touch.

“Cake?” You nod, sucking in a long breath. “We shared some before we got to his place.”

“How romantic.” He teases, rolling his eyes. “Did he fuck you on the couch?”

“Nuh uh, his bed.” Seungmin, removes his hand and dips his pointer and middle finger into his mouth. You watch as his tongue laves over the digits carefully before his hand snakes back into your pants. “We made out on the couch, he undressed me and sucked my nipples. He fingered me a bit and I jerked him off.” 

That delicious pressure is reapplied when you give him more details. He rubs tight circles over you with his spit slick fingers. So that’s how you win this game? The more details you give the more pleasure you get. A moan erupts from your chest, echoing through the car and dying in the stuffy space. 

“Did you come when he sucked your nipples?” You shake your head and he tsks, a faint grin pulling at the corner of his mouth. “So sensitive.”

“He said the same thing. He told me he’s never met a girl who could cum from that. He kept sucking them and they were so s-sensitive.” You’re gushing at this point, ruining your flimsy panties and dampening the crotch of your pajamas. “I jerked him off while he did it. He was moaning and he - he sounded..” 

Seungmin slows down his ministrations when you seem to get lost in the pleasure. You look down at him, desperate eyes pleading for more but his stern gaze tells you exactly what you already know. You have to earn it. “How’d he sound, baby?”

“He sounded so.. So pretty, Min. I told him he sounds as pretty as he looks.”

“Prettier than me?” Is he teasing? Or is he jealous? Is it both? No matter, you shake your head, sating any sprout of jealousy that may be budding in his chest. 

“Never. No one is.” Seungmin smiles, you’re so pretty like this. Glazed eyes staring into his in a desperate attempt at proving that you’re the good girl that he knows you are. Your drooling cunt pulsing against his fingers, silently asking to be filled. Desperately begging to be fucked.

“Go on.” 

“He picked me up and carried me to his bed. He bent me over it and fucked me like that.” He taps your clit, prompting you to give him more but that’s not what does it. It’s the tight feeling of his cock straining against his jeans underneath you that gets you to start rambling. 

“He didn’t fill me up like you do though. You’re thicker than him, you make me feel so much fuller.” You get the pressure you were craving, wide sloppy circles leave you chasing the stimulation. 

“Tryna suck up to me, pup?” You deny it, shaking your head frantically. “ I don’t need you to tell me that I fuck you better. I know I do.”

“Okay, s-sorry.” Your eyes are squeezed shut, your breathing is starting to pick up and Seungmin decides to allow your hips to chase his movement. That decision was more in his favor than yours since the grinding of your hips gives him the stimulation that he’s dying for. He’s never found himself interested in the details of your sexual escapades. Just the knowledge that you’ve been with someone else was enough to get him off but this is different. It’s delicious and finds himself hanging on to every single word that leaves your lips.

“He fucked me from behind and he - he was spanking me. He spanked me and I moaned - oh my god - I moaned for him just like t-that. He told me - told me that I was dripping and making a fucking mess. He called me his messy baby and he wrapped his hand around my hair and - and pulled my head back - Fuck, Min, fuck fuck fuck.”

This is exactly what he wanted. Your tongue peeking from between your lips and your eyes hazy with need. He wanted you fucked out and pliable. He wanted you to relax. He can know anything that he wants now and selfishly he wants to know more. He wants to know everything.

“Mmm is that right?” His fingers dip between your folds, collecting your slick and spreading it over your clit “If my messy baby tells me more she can feel my fingers fill her up.”

“God, yes, please. Need it, need it.”

“Gotta speak, pup.”

“Okay - uh uh after he fucked me like that I got on top and I rode his cock and - and he felt deeper like that and he looked so so pretty under me and I- Oh fuck, Seungmin.” Your head fell back in a moan as his digits sunk into you. He sighed as your tight walls squeezed him as a literal warm welcome to his favorite place on this earth. 

“Tell me how you rode him while you ride my fingers.” His free hand trails up your stomach, his larghetto touches a clear contrast to the pornographic moans and squelches filling the small space. His fingers wrap around your neck once he reaches your clavicle, his nails digging in ever so slightly.

“Eyes on me, lemme see you.” Your lids flutter open revealing your hazy orbs to your lover. His cock twitches at the sight. “Tell me.”

You gulp, there’s too much spit in your mouth but at the same time your throat feels dry. You want to cry, it feels so good. So dirty. “I pinned his hands above his head - fuck.” 

Seungmin could’ve lost it there. That could’ve made him bust but he kept his composure. The mental image of you grinding on his friend's dick while you pinned him to the bed made him feel things that he never imagined. 

He scissored his fingers against your clenching walls, encouraging you to give him more. You blinked, once, twice before trying to regain your composure. “And I was grinding in a circle, he was looking up at me like I hung the fucking stars in the sky and I felt s-so fucking good. So fucking powerful. When I started fucking him he was praising me.”

Seungmin’s cock is leaking, dripping and making a sticky mess in his briefs but he couldn't care less than he does right now. Not when he has you bouncing over his fingers with the most filthy memories being recited from your plump drooling lips. “What did he call you?”

“Pretty. He said ‘m so pretty and - and he said - he said that I’m the best fuck he’s had in so long. Said I use his cock so well. He - He said -” He fucks his fingers deeper into you and you can’t help but pause, gasping for air as you struggle to keep your eyes open. 

“What’s the matter? Hyunjin got your tongue?” You cry out, panting as he fucks you deep against your g-spot. “Did you like when he praised you?” You shake your head so fast that it nearly looks like you’re throwing your neck in a circle. Seungmin chuckles, how cute.

“Does my girl want me to praise her more?” A drooling whimper escapes you and Seungmin leans forward to lick the dribble from the corner of your mouth. Planting a kiss on the spot. 

“Does she want me to tell her how good she feels when she opens up for me?” A rush of arousal floods out of you and for a second you can swear that you’ve never been this wet in your entire life. Seungmin is the only partner who has ever left you feeling completely satisfied yet right now you feel like this is so much more. He’s unlocked a new level. 

“Such a good dumb pup.” He rasps, darkness clouding his tone. “You’re such a pleasure to use.” He kisses you, it’s sloppy and rough. “Is that how you want it done?”

Words don’t make sense anymore. Not with Seungmin’s fingers fucking into you so deep that you could see stars. The fuzzy streaks of the streetlights hypnotizes you as he fucks you closer and closer to the release building up in the pit of your stomach. “How else did he fuck you?”

You snap back to reality, tongue hanging from your open mouth. You attempt to refocus your gaze but to no prevail. “Against the… the wall.” You’re breathless, spent, you’re close.

“Baby.” Seungmin growls, calling your attention as he thrusts into you especially rough. “Did Hyunjin cum inside of this cunt?”

Your anxiety would be creeping up your spine again if there wasn’t already a thick sheet of pleasure encasing it. Fuck, you forgot about that rule. “Answer. Me.” His words are punctuated with a punishing thrust, effectively drawing an answer out of you. 

“Yes, yes h-he did. I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m s- Fuck, Min, Seung - Seungmin, fuck.” This is the part where it feels like a punishment. The way that Seungmin’s fingers hammer into you  while his thumb rubs at your clit is dizzying. The stars littering your vision get brighter with every thrust. 

“I’m sorry.” You cry out as a tear escapes the corner of your eye. He kisses it away. A gentle action that is a stark contrast to the way that he’s pounding you.

“You thought you could get away with that, huh?” He rasps, leaning you forward so that your back is resting on the seat in back of you. His free hand supports your lower back while the other abuses your cunt. “You know better.” 

Your moans and screams do little to deter him from ruining you. Your palm lays flat against the foggy window giving a clear indication of what the two of you are doing on this warm Tuesday night, if your screams weren’t enough of a sign. “You know that only I get to fill this pussy. You know that.” He pulls away from you abruptly, leaving you panting, empty and spasming around nothing. You whine as you try to catch your breath. 

He gives himself a second to take you in but really it’s a second for him to avoid busting in his jeans. “I’m sorry, baby. I’m sorry.” You’re breathless but he knows you mean it. His eyes don’t show it but he’s already forgiven you. He slips his hand back into your pants and feels around your soaked cunt. 

Seungmin closes his eyes for a second, taking in every beautiful inch of you. He can see it if he closes his eyes, he’s spent so many hours between your thighs that he’s got it memorized. 

“You’re so fucking wet.” He groans, losing himself for a moment. “Are you wet for me or him?” 

“You.” He leans you up so that your forehead rests against his. He starts rubbing at your clit again, gradually building up speed. 

“Say it again. Tell me my puppy is only this wet for me.” His free hand guides your hips against him and he moans at the friction. His cock jumps - or tries to jump - against the tight fabric. 

“Your puppy is only wet for you, baby. Only you.” His fingers move faster, the knot in your stomach pulls tighter, you’re close. So close.

“Again, baby, you only get this dumb for me right? Only get this wet for me.”

“Only you, Min. Only you.” Your rhythm falters as your orgasm starts to spill over. 

“Tell me you love me, pup. Tell me.” He breathes and you inhale deeply, exhaling with a shaky declaration of love as your orgasm rips through you. 

“I love you, I love you, I love -” He cuts you off with a kiss, groaning against you as he busts in his jeans. You grind against him as he bucks up into you and the two of you ride out your orgasms together. His tongue explores your mouth in a feverish kiss, moans tumble from the both of you and you only pull away when the burning in your lungs starts to become unbearable. 

“I love you too.” 

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pretty visitors. charles leclerc

“ at carlos and isa’s wedding, a certain someone can’t seem to take his eyes off of you. you can’t either. ”

charles leclerc x reader

a warning — crude language and alcohol consumption.

from leila; “a short little something for ya. xx”

The wedding photographer was calling Isa’s friends to come take a picture, and you downed the champagne you were holding, dropping your belongings on the table chaotically before rushing outside the tent to the beautiful lawn in the forefront of the vineyard.

It was a gorgeous Spanish summer evening, absolutely perfect conditions to hold a wedding, and you couldn’t help but get a little emotional with nostalgia when you see Isa laughing in the glow of the early evening, remembering the chaos of your early twenties trying to learn Spanish from her, then going to work in motorsport- where your personal and work lives crossed when you accidentally introduced Carlos to Isa.

You hugged her again, surrounded by all of these lovely women from all over, and she kissed your cheek.

“Tu es si belle [you are so beautiful],” you say in French, pursing your lips trying not to cry again, and everyone agrees loudly, emotional on the champagne.

“Shut up,” Isa says. “I’ve tried not to cry the whole day and now you might make me.” You laugh, and everyone follows.

Many pictures are taken, and more champagne is poured while the newlyweds walk around, grasping hands.

You head back to the table to get your phone quickly, wanting to take pictures of the gradual setting sun, when you see Charles putting his things down next to your seat. “Ah, you are my seat buddy?” You say, smiling, and he brings you in for a hug. “Ravi de vous voir [nice to see you]” he answers with a peck to your cheeks, and you pick up your phone. “Please can I take a picture of you and Carlos!” You shout, slightly tipsy, yielding it, and he rolls his eyes. “Don’t you dare send it to the social media team.”

You wink.

Eventually you manage to get Carlos with him to take a picture while the sun sets, and someone’s aunt comes to snatch your phone. “Ve a estar con ellos [go be with them],” your rusty Spanish helps you, and you go to stand in the middle; Charles taps Carlos. “Kiss her cheek!”

You laugh when they both smush their lips on your cheeks, giggling uncontrollably as the auntie grins from behind your phone.

Someone gets Isa to join in, running in between them to kiss you on the lips, and Carlos gasps dramatically. “Ay! Ay why do you steal my bride?”

You nearly can’t breathe when you get your phone back, cooing at the photos you got.

💌💋💐💿🍓

Dinner flies by; you’re seated with Charles, Lando, Daniel and Heidi, a few of your friends from the paddock, and from home, and their partners. You laugh and get progressively more drunk as the night continues.

You find yourself resting your cheek against Charles’ for Lando’s camera, and your smile is wide and real.

Eventually the first dance happens, and suddenly you’re all dancing, and then the stronger drinks are distributed, and the night gets more fun.

You find yourself dancing with Charles, spinning and jumping, and your silky dress is a blur, his grinning face imprinted in your mind.

Eventually you stop, going outside for a breather, and he follows you.

The alcohol has finally hit you like a train, and your smile is bright and boozy as you sit on the grass in the fresh night air.

He sits down next to you, eyes droopy, and you rest your head on his shoulder with a drunken huff.

A slow song is playing from inside, and he stands up unsteadily, pulling you up, and he dances with you, swaying slowly.

You gaze into his eyes, heart beating wildly in that way only this night could describe.

“Tu es incroyablement belle [you are incredibly beautiful],” he whispers, and your eyes soften.

Daniel calls for the two of you loudly, and you reply, breaking away with a reluctance you didn’t realise you had.

The party carries on, Lando stealing the DJ’s job, and you find yourself stealing glances at Charles every moment you can get, looking away hurriedly when he does the same.

“There’s something about a wedding, no?” A friend shouts in your ear, and you giggle, nodding.

Charles brushes your arm about an hour later at the bar, ordering something strong, and he murmurs something too soft in your ear for you to hear. His lips on your ear make you shiver though, so when his fingers grasp your arm you nearly lose yourself in him.

“Charles,” you slur. “I’m too drunk to kiss you right now.”

He cackles then, and loses his balance; you grab him with an equally loud laugh.

“I know, me too. Tomorrow. I promise.” He says, and kisses your cheek. You hug him tight then, whispering promises of forever.

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A pounding headache wakes you up the next morning, two of your friends next to you in the king sized bed. You yawn, getting up to make coffee and get something to help with the hangover.

After you resemble a functional being, you try to look through the mess of the villa to find your nearly-dead phone, where texts from Charles from last night await you.

4:23

Noo why did you go to b Ed

Lando and i are still shooting Jägers

4:56

i think I wil L go to bed later now maybe

Borin G without you

5:20

Fuck I got ya be awake soon

Nibht night

9:50

Please don’t read any of that please

Gonna go get some croissants and orange juice please find a 🍾 so we can make some mimosas i want to drink still lol

We can have a nice brunch thing by the patio

Save me a kiss

The last text leaves you somewhat bashful, and you try to rake a hand through your knotted hair, yawning, opening the fridge to get a bottle of champagne and two glasses to set on the counter.

A knock on the door some minutes later makes you grab the things and take them to greet him. He sets down a blanket on the grass; you put down the bottle and glasses next to his bag of fresh croissants.

“I’m sorry I’m still in my pyjamas,” you laugh, and the smirk on his face makes you blush. “I think you look cute.”

“Cute enough for a kiss?” You say, scrunching your nose, and he hands you the mimosa.

“The cutest.”

His kiss brought the sun, and you could bask in it forever.

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you guys finally got married. beautiful beautiful couple ❤️‍🔥

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heidiberger_ thanks for being the photographer! lando was awful

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going to the chapel and we’re….

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[basilpaste]

oh i never shared this one, did i? more loop and isa interaction because writing the two of them is like candy to me. its so fun.

"Hey Loop?" You ask, "Question!"

"Answer!" They reply.

That's… something you've heard before! They seem to register what they just said — and their eyes widen just a fraction. Everything about their expression goes a little more fake. Oh. Uh! Recover, Isabeau!! C'mon!

"… You call me Fighter, mostly."

"I do, yes!"

You take a breath, "But… not always."

"Right again!" They sing-song, "My, how clever you are, Fighter!~"

"So. Um. When you don't call me Fighter… you call me Sunlight," you trail off, a little bit flustered, "and I don't mind! I-I just — I guess I was wondering why?"

They look away from you, eyes snapping shut in that familiar fake smile of theirs.

"Hm! Why Sunlight or… why something other than Fighter?"

"Oh! Um…" You hadn't really thought about that second question at all! "Either, I guess? Both?"

"Well you only get one!" They laugh, dramatic and strained.

And then they sober, some. Their hand falls in place just below their shoulder, squeezing.

"… I suppose I hadn't thought much of the why. Perhaps it's just that… you're hard to look at. And harder to look away from."

Your heart sinks to the bottom of your stomach. Oh. Oh.

"Because you just won't get out of my hair, teehee!" They add abruptly. There's something just shy of desperation in their voice.

…

You'll play along this time.

You gasp in mock-offense, holding a hand to your chest. "Hey!"

[traumaboyexo]

CARRION!Sif Ghostfrin Event

[[Still pending a better name like Parasite Siffrin or Abomination Siffrin or maybe even a title I dunno]]

"Ah!"

(Isabeau points up ahead. Your heart nearly stops as you look ahead yourself.)

(It's the ghost.)

(Bonnie is the next to gesture towards it. )

"Look! Here!"

(Mirabelle.)

"That's...That really does look like Siffrin, doesn't it?"

(Sure.)

(It looks like Siffrin. Maybe it really is Siffrin.)

(And if they are...)

(Odile frowns. She's clearly the more disturbed of your family regarding this situation.)

"Another one, huh?"

(So they could all see it this whole time.)

(Ghost. Spirits.)

(You thought you were hallucinating it out of guilt, but that makes sense.)

(Monsters don't feel guilt. Monsters don't feel anything.)

(You find your voice once more.) "You guys can see it too, huh?"

(What would a ghost taste like. If possible, maybe if you eat it fast enough, they'll forget it was even here.)

"Yes??? Of course???" (Mirabelle looks at you in confusion. Somehow, you nearly break a smile. The notion that may be crazy has passed through your head more than once, and yet...)

(For her to look at you, so confused, it's almost comforting.)

(Bonnie speaks up.) "Yeah, weird Frin copies!"

(Odile sighs.) "Don't worry, Siffrin. I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me as well. Take relief in knowing the both of us are not becoming delusional."

(No, you aren't.)

(Your real problem is so much worse.)

(You reply.) "Thank you. Good to know my brain isn't broken from all my napping."

"So, are we gonna say hi?" (You turn your head and look at Iseabau, doing your best to hide your disbelief and fear.)

(He wants to greet it?!)

"Me too, I wanna see the weird not-Frin!"

(You're on the opposite end of Bonnie's enthusiasm.)

(You're horrified.)

(If it really is Siffrin, if it's really their ghost...)

(What would he say? What would they do?)

(You don't even want to think about it. You don't even get a chance to. Because your family has already rushed ahead.)

(Isabeau's cheery voice rings out first.)

"Hey, ghost Sif! How are you-ah!"

(Almost immediately, Isabeau turns around and quickly covers Bonnie's eyes.)

"HEY! ISA?! WHAT'S CRABBING GOING ON?!"

(Mirabelle glances over at them for a brief second before looking at the face of the ghost herself.)

(...her eyes widen in horror and her legs instantly give out. She would have fallen to the floor if Odile hadn't caught her.)

"Woah. Easy easy, I got you." (Odile looks at the ghost's face herself, and her face turns into one of great unease as well.)

"...gems alive."

(...a slimy wet, sound.)

(...the ghost is melting.)

(Slowly, it begins to droop and drip parts of itself as it becomes smaller and smaller, slowly dropping into a formless sludge puddle of itself.)

(...and then it fades, sinking into the ground...until it's no more.)

(There's a long pause.)

(Everyone is still. Silent. Even Bonnie stopped trying to escape Isabeau's grasp.)

(Isabeau is the first to make any movement, taking his hands off Bonnie's eyes.)

Bonnie: "...what happened?"

Bonnie: "There was a scary...wet sound and-"

(Mirabelle exhales heavily. Her voice and breath is shaking.)

Mirabelle: "O-oh change..."

Mirabelle: "I...I..."

(She looks over at you.)

(She's terrified.)

(...everyone else is staring at you the exact same way.)

(...you have to know.)

"So? Did it have a third eye or something?"

(...that was suppose to be a joke. You smile during jokes. You forgot to smile.)

(Odile seems to have noticed that.)

(She is the first to answer you.)

"...Siffrin."

"You're not hurt anywhere again, are you?"

(...huh?)

"No?"

"No cuts? No bruises or scrapes?"

(Wouldn't matter.)

"No."

"How about...headaches? Naseau? Feeling dizzy? Are you unwell in anyway, Siffrin?"

(Why won't she tell you.)

"No!"

"Really? Absolutely sure. Remember last time, we didn't realise you had a cut under your arm until-"

(You need to know!)

"I said I'm FINE! TELL ME WHAT'S WRONG!"

"...what did you guys see?"

(She continues to stare without a response.)

"Uhm...I'll be on explaining duty then, M'dame." (Isabeau walks away from the group and pulls you aside, while Bonnie, Mirabelle and Odile start to discuss amongst themselves.)

"Don't be too hard on M'dame Odile, what we saw was just...a little scary is all."

(Scary? How?) "It didn't seem like it did anything."

"It...didn't. That's why it was kinda scary."

"So, it was standing in front, and we went up to it, cause it was kind of strange it wasn't facing us."

"And luckily I was the first to see it, or Bonnie would have seen it as well."

"It didn't flinch when I called out to it. It didn't even try to look at us."

"It's face was..."

(Isabeau looks uncomfortable even trying to remember it.)

(...You have to know.) "What? What about the face?"

"Yeah yeah, sorry, it was...Uhm..."

"...well, it was covered in scars. Bleeding scars. And its eyes were...gone? Its mouth was open, and it kinda looked like..."

"...like if someone had died, standing up, and refused to sit down."

"But then its lips started moving like they were trying to talk. But I didn't hear a noise voice or noise or anything."

"And then...well, then it started to turn into goop, and that was it."

"So you can see why Mirabelle was so startled, she was already super stressed, but I think...I think it'll be fine."

"And, don't worry about M'dame Odile, you know how she is. She's always worried about us, even if she won't say she is."

(...)

(Startled.)

(Worried.)

(Haha.)

(Hahaha.)

(Ha.)

(...Mirabelle and the rest are walking towards you now.)

"Sorry about that...it was just a little overwhelming...but I feel better now."

(She shouldn't.)

"But Siffrin, if anything is ever wrong...please make sure to tell me. O-or any of us."

(You won't.)

(Maybe if you're hungry.)

(But not about....)

(Odile continues to frown.)

"Siffrin."

(She stares for just a few more moments, before looking away.)

"...nevermind."

"I think we've wasted too much time. We should get going."

(...they're afraid. You made them afraid.)

(Why couldn't they have just stopped. Why couldn't they have just ignored it.)

(WHY COULDN'T THEY HAVE STAYED STILL AND LET IT FADE AWAY!)

(You're always worried they won't care about you, but for once now you regret making them care!)

(You're disgusting, you're selfish, you're horrifying.)

(They've seen it, NOW THAT'S ALL THEY'LL THINK OF YOU WHEN--)

[REWIND]

"Ah!"

(Isabeau points up ahead.)

(Bonnie is the next to gesture towards it. )

"Look! Here!"

(Mirabelle.)

"That's...That really does look like Siffrin, doesn't it?"

(No.)

"I don't see anything."

(Even without looking back, you can feel everyone's confusion focused on you.)

"Sif? You really don't see the...ghost you?"

(You don't respond.)

(You wait. And wait. And wait.)

(...and soon...)

(...it's gone.)

(...you feel hungry.)

[blowflyfag]

Pro Wrestling Illustrated: 1995 THE YEAR IN WRESTLING. March 1996

MOST POPULAR WRESTLER OF THE YEAR: SHAWN MICHAELS 27,783 votes

The day after WrestleMania XI, “Psycho” Sid Vicious attacked Shawn Michaels, the man who was employing him as a bodyguard. What happened next put Michaels on the road to winning our Most Popular Wrestler of the Year award for the first time.

When Shawn’s good friend Diesel, who had been his enemy for several months before this incident, saved “The Heartbreak Kid” from further punishment and chased Sid away, fans responded with cheers for both men that set Michaels on a course toward unprecedented popularity. Those who once enjoyed despising him became eager to embrace him. And even before Michaels became a full-fledged fan favorite, he had his share of fans. 

“Michaels always struck me as being extremely arrogant,” wrote Nate Suarez of Montreal. “But now I'm seeing a different side of him. He’s more appreciative of the fans. He’s still cocky, but I can overlook that now.”

What Michaels has in abundance is charisma. He is naturally a very attractive personality, and the fans responded to that.

“He’s very charming,” wrote Sandra Trell of Cheyenne, Wyoming. “He’ll do something that’s really rotten, but then he’ll give the crowd a certain look, and everybody will think his opponent deserved exactly what Shawn did to him. It’s like I cheer in spite of myself.”

It doesn’t hurt, of course, that Michaels is a handsome man. For some of his supporters, that is more significant than any wrestling maneuver he uses.

“My heart skips a beat everytime I see him on TV or at the arena,” gushed Roberta Ashanti of St. Paul Minnesota. “How could you not love him?”

However, it isn’t Michaels’ good looks that have carried him to the peak. He is without question one of the sport’s outstanding technical wrestlers. ”That’s why I like him,” wrote Sam Gray of North Bergen, New Jersey. “Forget all that glitz and the hype; the guy isa terrific wrestler. He could beat anybody in the world.”

Clearly, Michaels is the most popular wrestler in the WWF, and one who doesn’t mind sharing the spotlight with his friend Diesel. After the Sid fiasco, Michaels displayed no jealousy toward “Big Daddy Cool” while he was World champion. It is an attitude that added to his popularity.

Next year could be different. Michaels could turn rulebreaker again. But for now, Shawn deserves all the favorable attention he gets.

RUNNERS-UP

STING: 17,728 votes

First runner-up: Last year’s winner is the most popular athlete in his federation, WCW. Sting even hears a few more cheers than his friend Hulk Hogan. One possible reason: He seems more sincere and reachable than the “Hulkster.” Supporters respect Sting for always playing by the rules and for not abandoning WCW for other opportunities. 

DIESEL: 13,450 votes

Second runner-up: He isn’t quite as popular as Michaels, but “Big Daddy Cool” still has a wildly enthusiastic following. Aside from displaying vastly improved skills, Diesel has proved himself quite articulate in the talk-show circuit, and that doubtless has won him fans who don’t normally watch on TV or travel to the arenas.

HULK HOGAN: 11,831 votes

Third runner-up: a decade ago, Hogan was more popular than any professional wrestler ever had been. Today he hears a few more boos, but there are still thousands of loyal “Hulkamaniacs” who believe there’s nobody better than their man. It is a popularity that persists on the strength of what he has done on the movie set, but in the ring.

VOTES FOR OTHERS (8,730)

Some of the top vote-getters who did not capture a runner-up spot include: Bam Bam Bigelow, Tommy Dreamer, Bret Hart, Public Enemy, Razor Ramon, Randy Savage, Tracey Smothers, and The Undertaker.

[junjiie]

⊹ . ⠀ for my faves !!! ☆

♡ ⠀ you know who you are be fr.. My Four Faves!!!! (and taeil). i feel like tht shld be a trademarked phrase or sth LMAOO. anw. my gross little msgs for you 🤓 in no particular order i promise 😓 happy new yearr my sillies muah i love you all lots and lots!!!

› ⠀ GO ⠀ ★ ⠀ !

( @wave2love ) ⠀ ✦ ⠀ KARMA 🫧

let’s get this over with i Guess.. THE FIRST!!!! (on this acc anw). my main supporter when i was nothing but a nugu fr. i might start repeating what i said in my christmas msgs so sorry if i do but first. I LOVE YOUUU!!! MY STARMA!!! you are so strange and it’s a chore and a half to find songs you like and you spend way too much money on tiny bits of cardboard that really you could probably just print off and you make fun of me on twitter but i am taking one for the team and shouldering it all because i really do love you a lot 💗 my best friend!!! even if you call me a senior and apparently i have the worst reads ever (still scarred from how i got TORN TO PIECES over assigning you an idol and a song like. your other friends are crazy it was never that serious..) thank you for all the karma updates and the random little asks saying “us” (they really make my day) and reading over or looking at the things i send you and for letting me YAP on and on for two long ass paragraphs with multiple spelling mistakes about plots i am never going to actually follow through with (#RIPROCKET because let’s face it im probably never getting around to it). i still remember our pact and hopefully i’ll actually make a start on it this year. my tyun, my chenle, my ricky, my younger brother. i love you 💗

an us song ♪ ⠀ might b kind of an odd choice.. but it’s one i introduced you to!!! and you put it on your playlist!!! so it’s ours now ^.^

( @mins-fins ) ⠀ ✿ ⠀ ISA 🧸

ISAAA ML 🫶 another one of this accs first iktr.. I LOVE YOU SO MUCHHH i love your fics and your ocs and your brain (eats it) and all the comments you leave on my own stuff and all your asks (that i should really work on reciprocating omg!!! one of my resolutions will be to pop up in your inbox more i promise) and i just want to wrap you in a massive hug and spin you around until we fall over. even if you do make me want to log off permanently and start bawling with some of your angst fics (angst for MARK LEE of all people.. crazy). you are another one of my best friends ever!!! one of my favourites ever!!! you are so soft blanket cuddly teddy bear i want to do something really dumb and cringe with you like lie on a blanket in a park and look at the weird shaped clouds like they do in romcoms 😭 thank you for being one of the best parts of my year!!! you always make my day when we talk even just a little bit. i think you’re like an actual little pill of happiness omg.. i just love you so much. let’s have lots of fun this year too ^.^ isa wisaaa you’re my cinnamoroll jeno!!! and if i had to give us some other duos i think we’re quite haobin and sunkyu too 💗 (i think you’re very hanbin and changmin. for sure).

an us song ♪ ⠀ dream scenario where we’re in a dark room with blinding flashing disco lights and dancing and having fun and this is playing way too loudly in the background. this is our song now deal with it!! i love a bit of kylie omg.. x

( @so2uv @taeiun ) ⠀ ⟡ ⠀ SOL 🪼

i never know when you’re on which acc so i’ll j tag both. ‘become a dreamzen’ BETTER be on your to-do list for this year because so help me god i am going to make it happen. another from-the-start whaaaat!!! (all four of u are idk why i keep saying it like We Know..) I LOVE YOU SO BADDD CHEESECAKE OMG!!! actually so happy we got closer because you’re so cool and funny and amazing and a little Strange and Odd. in a good way. like i want to make you a little jellyfish tank in my heart or brain or chest something so you can live there and i can feed you. jellyfish food (????? boy i don’t know what jellyfish eat). thank you for the song recs and for listening to MY song recs (even if it takes you a while) and listening to my rambling and letting me in on things for fics or your ocs early (it makes me feel so special i fr giggle a little bit like what) and matching pfps w me (#2MIN4L.. we’re just too good) and forgiving me for unfollowing you like twice now 😓 (AN ACCIDENT BOTH TIMES I SWEAR). i love you a lot you’re so silly and fun and i’m glad i met you!!! i hope we talk a lot and have some fun this year too! and longer after that!!! my minho, my hyunjin, my renjun, my 원할 땐 맘껏 뿌려 jalapenos.. muah 💗

an us song ♪ ⠀ no, it’s not pretzel. it should’ve been. but it’s not. this is my favourite onlyoneof song, and i think it sounds a bit like you. so it’s ours now. Wink (ˊᗜˋ*)

( @astrozuya ) ⠀ ✶ ⠀ LUKA 💫

the FIRST first.. raise your hand if you remember heartchikara. and i55ji. and 7irara. ok the last 2 were the same acc but still. SFTOPP i went back and reread the thing i wrote you for your birthday and oh my god 😭 Call the Gay police.. this guy right here 🚨🚨🚔 ahhh but to be fr though i really meant it all :( i love you so baddd it makes my eye twitch and i start like breaking out into nervous giggles and i am at constant risk of exploding. i know we’ve kinda drifted a couple times this year so i am being FOR REAL when i say for 2024 im gonna try and annoy you so hard!!! you’ll be sick to death of me and scream for it to stop!!! but i just won’t!!! maybe not the long ass us otd ones as much (running out of us pictures.. there’s only so many duos i can pull out of my ass) but just. tiny little updates and stuff with songs that gave me a real #LUKAVIBE. thank you for still wanting to talk to me and listening to my song recs and sending me cute little asks and most of all for just. sticking around (๑´ㅂ`๑) it’s us forever loca!!! you are stuck with me i fear.. you’re a cute little rock or sea creature or something and im the barnacle attached to you. Forever. or maybe not if that’s too weird. #SOZ. so yeah. i love you so so soooo much. jjka (???? it was on the fly forgive me) duo 4L! my hyuka, my haechan, my hao, my slime (LMFAOO), and my star ⭐

an us song ♪ ⠀ it’s nothing new because it’s already on your playlist (sorry :<) but i just love it so much. steve lacy fr called me up and asked what i wanted to say to you and then made this song. Not even joking.

TAEIL ⠀ ₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎

laugh it up #IDGAF. guys he Will see this i am NOT crazy. stop do you wanna know sth funny.. before i started love, love, love he wasn’t even on my bias list 😭 back then it was mark jaehyun & doie LOLL. and then i wanted someone to be like a recurring theme so i chose taeil at random and then. i just fell down a massive rabbit hole. he’s so odd and weird and silly and strange and like genuinely i love him so bad????? he’s my ULT ult like i will never feel this crazy over another kpop guy EVER this is the end of the road for me. he is stuck with me forever (he does not know i exist). plus we’re literally #CONNECTED like my fave sanrio character is badtz-maru and guess who he got in the collab.. Yeah. ik ur all in shock rn. jjaeil is real johnny move over. kinda the worst year to become a mds though like he’s been THROUGH IT this year omg. i hope 2024 goes better for him and he makes a full recovery ^.^ god knows how im gonna cope when he enlists but we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. thank you taeil for being my favourite and bringing me comfort, i love you ♡

you all deserve like. the whole world and more. muah 💕 happy new year lomls.. stay safe, maybe get a little drunk (NOT karma. go to bed toddler..), have fun, and i wish you all love and happiness and money and good music and good movies and good food. KISSESSS from ur fave (Me). baii!!!

[rhaemaya-valwynn]

Meet my JJBA OC- Synth!

Meet my gremlin! (art done by @ahoge-fish​)

This is my OC Synth! I made her back when i was 13 years old (27 as of this post, going on 28 soonish) So I’ve had her for more than half my life! She has her own original story with its own lore, so for my JJBA Fanfic I’m working on, I smashed the two worlds together and blended their lore till well mixed.

One thing you need to know about Synth is that she doesn’t come from the JoJo universe! She’s a reality traveler! Synth is in the middle of a terrible war which is spreading across the multiverse and she is trying to stop it. That means finding answers and power to push and hold her foe back. Could that mean that Stands hold the answer she’s looking for? Possibly! Its quite funny, but, she doesn’t have a Stand at all! She has a sister power to Stands which lets her interact and see them. Will I tell you what that is here? Nope! That’s for you to find out! Synth was made be alien’s who wanted to hurt people. She was built to think and learn, but knowing how dangerous that was they built her with a ‘open memory’ program, meaning they could change her thoughts and feelings on the fly to ensure zealotry to their cause. The problem that occurred for her creators is that, she woke up before they realized it and dismantled most of the program and prevented them from manipulating her and turning her off, so when she was launched at Earth for a ‘prototype test run’ she woke up and realized what they wanted her to do was wrong and sided with the humans instead.

Sadly another foe came into the picture as she wasn’t the only prototype sent out. What’s the foe? You’ll find out in the fanfic!

Synth’s ultimate dream is to be completely human, hence why her latest model looks exactly like a human, though her outfit for her part 3 entrance looks like:

pure gremlin energy

(credit goes to @ubetar0​)

Does this mean she’s the 6th member of the Stardust Crusaders before Iggy joins making it 7? Yeah.... Is that done a million times over? Yeah.... Am I gonna do it still? YEAH...!

Some basic info on Synth: Birthplace: Kep'lun 7 Favorite sport: Herculean Barrage (GIANT alien bugs that wrestle, pretty cool right?) Profession: Founder and leader of the Intergalactic Syndicate Accord (ISA) and war machine against ???? Distinguishing marks: Bright neon blue hair and eyes Favorite food: probably something sweet like sorbet Zodiac sign: Leo Blood type: Negative B-26 (type of liquid that carries her power current through her body) Height:  162cm - 5ft 4in Education: Alien artificial intelligence (Smart-duh) Family: Z'Bane-creator of her body and mind ???- creator of her soul Eye color: Neon blue Hobbies: Singing and exploring different planets/realities Favorite Artist/Musician: most artists, though her favorite type of music is Synthwave (get the pun?) Favorite movie: Spiderman into the Spiderverse Favorite color: Blue Personality: Vibrant and full of life, Synth hides her crippling depression behind a wall of false happiness. In truth, she plays the role of a cruel ???, while in reality, she loves and cares so much that she spends most of her alone time weeping over the things she's been forced to do and the lives she's lost, lamenting her failures. When traveling to other realities, away from her war, she acts as she would want to be like back in her home realm, someone who she always wanted to be away from prying eyes. Favorite type of partner: Being Bi, Synth wants someone who is honest and blunt but intelligent and able to quip back at her without fear. Someone that treats her as anyone else. Loyalty is few and far between, so having someone she can depend on is also a must, as she wants to bear her heart to whoever loves her honestly. ??? owned: ????

Due to Synth’s mysterious sister power to Stands, Stand’s begin acting even stranger than usual, which leads into quite a story, I wonder what it could be?

Also given that Synth is pun filled and humorous to a fault, her and Jotaro go at each others throats quite often.

So who did I end up shipping together?

(credit goes to @ubetar0​)

YEAH, I KNOW. FIGHT ME. (credit goes to @ubetar0​)

Anyway, if you made it this far, thank you for your time and for looking at my baby! This is a starter post before I begin to go off the deep end with her and talking everyone’s ears off.

For the full sized image used in the first picture by Ahoge is Synth’s part 6 outfit/her casual wear in her reality:

Thanks again for reading!

[queenofthedisneyverse]

Camiro ship hc's

I couldn't come up with a fic so I made HC's instead

It took Camilo months to hype himself up and court Hiro. Yes, Camilo was confident and conceded, but when it came to Hiro all that confidence flew out the window.

Hiro was just so smart, funny, goofy, and just so amazingly cool & awesome (his words, not mine). How could Camilo's heart not instantly flutter, and his mind turn to goop once he saw him?

His family and friends knew all about Hiro of course, he would never shut up about him.

"And you should just see how he lights up when he talks about those weird inventions of his."

"OH- I just learned that he has a sweet tooth and loves Natilla! Also, Tia Julieta, my dearest Tia, I have a favor to ask of you-"

"Did any of you see his tooth gap or just the way he smiles? He could quite literally replace the sun with it"

"Did you know Hiro's aunt Kess owns/owned a bakery in Sanfrantokyo? Do you think we could maybe...go there sometime?"

"Hiro just-"

"Hey, Hiro invited-"

Isabela, "Camilo, if you mention him one more time, I'm gonna throw YOU AND HIM into the sun!"

Yeah, everyone knows a lot about Hiro at this point.

All of the ramblings remind Bruno and Julieta of how Pepa used to be about Felix. Just the never-ending talk of how he was so great one way or another.

Pepa & Felix find it absolutely adorable that Camilo has found someone to fuss over. They always asked when he would invite him over, but Camilo always had some excuse as to why he couldn't come.

Dolores listened out on their conversations, her own way of telling whether Hiro was right for her hermano. She listened enough to hear that there was some romance between them and that Hiro is a genuinely sweet kid.

Isabela teased him about it of course, why wouldn't she? She called him a "scaredy cat" or a "chicken" for not asking Hiro out yet. Nothing too harsh but just enough to annoy Camilo.

"You should just ask him out already, the worst he could say is no!"

"The worst he could do is not be my best friend anymore!"

The whole family (besides Mirabel, Antonio, and Bruno) pitched in with some dating advice. In hopes to give Camilo the confidence he needed to go through with it...and a small desperate attempt to stop hearing Camilo ramble on & on about him.

After a few weeks of hyping him up, Camilo finally did it. But not in the way everyone expected him to.

Here's how it played out:

Camilo confidently walked up to Hiro, who was talking with Mirabel at the moment. Was she there to help by stalling Hiro? You decide that for yourself.

A bouquet of blue & red hibiscus flowers in his hand, thanks to Isa. Milo gently tapped a finger on Hiro's shoulder to get his attention.

Hiro turned around and when he saw Camilo, he instantly smiled, "Oh, hey milo. What's up?"

That smile, that signature smile that made Camilo's heart jump out of his chest. And in an instant, Camilo's mind melted like a Paleta in the summer heat.

"I...I um...I uh...you uh..I um.." Camilo stuttered as he attempted to think of words to say. But there were no words in his brain, only Hiro. Unfortunately, that's when his body decided to work against him, and he unknowingly shifted into the boy in front of him.

Mirabel faced palmed in secondhand embarrassment & annoyance. He had one job.

Hiro was a little stunned but chuckled at Camilo's antics, "You okay? You don't quite look like yourself"

Camilo looked down at himself and blushed, GREAT! JUST GREAT! This was embarrassing. He had one chance and yet he managed to screw it all up.

But...No! NO! NO! NO!

This was his only chance...he couldn't screw it up. Not entirely anyway. So, in a feeble attempt to save this. He held up the blue and red hibiscus flowers...directly in Hiro's face.

"PLEASE GO OUT WITH ME!!!"

Yeah, and that's how that happened. Of course, Dolores spilled the beans, as did Mirabel about that whole shindig. Pepa and Felix were overjoyed, his tia & tio's were proud of him, and Isabela will never let him live it down.

About 6 months into the relationship, Hiro and his aunt was invited over for dinner.

That was fun to say the least.

@miracles-and-butterflies das all I got.

Also, this song fits them so well.

[isa-ghost]

honestly I think you are so awesome and deserve all good things in life and I appreciate your role in the community sm, like I think I'd stick around even if you posted about things I know nothing about because just seeing you on the dash makes me go "omg its isa!" (even when its discourse lmao)

What The Fuck this is so sweet!! ;^; 💚💚

Worry not, I'm not leaving QSMP yet. Even if it hurts. If Phil's done, I'll likely migrate to Fit for it. Provided he streams when Phil doesn't. 😅

And I'll be damned if this stops me from completing AMFMN. Apollo has hinted during a brief reading with him that he'll kick my ass. We NEED more Phil centric fics, it's half the reason I said fuck it we ball and started AMFMN to begin with. That goblin of a deity is INVESTED in the story. I think I'd get sunburn for eternity if I left it incomplete.

And I have a perhaps therapeutic idea to write Phil coming home to the Hardcore World via Rose after departing with the kids. I think I'm gonna go for it, even if it hurts to write and I cry during doing so. :p

I'm not sure what'll become of that QSMP AU I was cooking on but I don't think I'll discontinue that before it even begins either. Additionally, I've played with the idea of just. Continuing some kind of AU storyline post-AMFMN. Like writing stuff (headcanons or short story(s)) after the events of the fic. We'll see.

I've been miserable at worst and palpably sad at best the last 2 days, and we'll see what happens during and after Phil's stream today, but.. at least for now at this good hour of 10am, I'm feeling,, better-ish. Cautiously optimistic. I don't want to leave (and I especially don't want to lose the amazing mutuals and friends I've made 😭). I'm not going anywhere.

But if you're curious, here's some other interests you'll see here besides QSMP:

I'm a Phil main first and foremost. Even if he's done on QSMP, I watch every minute of EVERY stream. Hardcore my fucking beloved. I won't hesitate to start cooking up more hardcore Phil headcanons or a fic or AU.

After Phil, I watch Sneeg second most. I also watch Hermits/Lifers & friends, Ranboo (yes hello I love Genloss), Tubbo & a bunch of others. Like I said, Death Family's end on QSMP isn't my end in QSMP, nor MCYT. :)

I barely post abt it anymore bc it's more bitter than sweet for me, but DSMP will always hold a place in my heart. I'm always down to talk about it if asked.

D&D/Critical Role/Candela Obscura (I've been dual-wielding hyperfixations on Phil & CR this whole time, you'd be getting Phil & CR primarily if I fell out of QSMP for some reason)

Related, I plan on getting into Dimension 20 sometime and I also want to watch LA/NY By Night. TTRPG enjoyers that follow me will be getting FED.

I FUCKING LOVE DRAWFEE!!!

Anime!! Bungo Stray Dogs, JJK, Soul Eater, Apothecary Diaries, Frieren, and a bunch of others are my faves/current faves :)

I'm actually primarily an OC and roleplay person, it's my biggest special interest and I've been doing it for 12+ years. It's why I love mcrp so much. I'd probably post this stuff on @isas-oc-asylum and then reblog here if anyone was interested, idk. But I have an entire original world + country full of lore and characters I could talk about for eternity

I FUCKING LOVE HORROR PODCASTS. Magnus Archives & Protocol, Welcome to Night Vale, Old Gods of Appalachia!!

Veteran followers of me know I was originally a Jacksepticeye & Markiplier ego theorist blog before 2020! I have so many AUs of them and I love them still even though new content with them is slow. (I like Sanders Sides a decent amount too!)

I love talking about witchcraft!! I'm always down to infodump, answer questions, or gush about my goofy ass deity circle!! <3

Controversial (/s) but I love the Hazbin & Helluva series. I also love other indie series like Murder Drones, TADC and Lackadaisy!

I'm also slowly watching The Dragon Prince with friends!!

I've reblogged stuff plenty of times but I fucking love The Owl House & Gravity Falls

When will Arcane return from the war,,,, 😔 (soon)

I won't hesitate to plunge into the Monster Prom series deeper. Milo Belladonna and Damien LaVey my lomls I will get monsterfuckery on main I s2g

Basically... I'm a fuckin charcuterie board of interests!! Realistically, I'll still mainly be Phil/Sneeg/CR. But I'm always down to be abnormal about all that 👆🏻 and more.

If any of that interests anyone reading this, feel free to stick around. Or keep beating me with QSMP & Phil stuff in my asks. I'll still always be down to write headcanons and talk about fic stuff. I love qPhil too much to shut up forever.

And if it doesn't? Congrats, I'm also a massive shitposter. I have like 3 different tags for it. Feast your eyes upon how funny I am. It's like the one thing I'm confident in about myself, I'm fucking hilarious.

Honest Opinion Anon Asks

[the-wolfspider]

[A Time Capsule from the future.]

[Many Years passed.]

[A treat.]

*Isabella is laying on Bowe’s chest, in her later teens, cuddling with her dad cause she misses the connection they had when she was little.*

*He came into her room to say goodnight, having just left the youngest kids room to say goodnight and if they needed sing. He was in a singing mood and he came into Isa’s room singing away. She joined in a little bit before she ushered him to the bed. He just laughed but obliged to his eldest’s wishes. He lays down with her and he sings.*

*He sings a handful of things, Isa laying curled up round her dad, hugging onto him. Each song was somber in tone, Isa has heard some but it’s the lady that catches her attention.*

In the yard where children

Were playing games one day

A little boy on crutches

Was watching wistfully

It seemed so hard he couldn't play

Like other children do

They said that he would spoil their games

And was a baby too

Now this little fellows heart was breaking in two

Just because the rest of the kids

Wouldn't let him play

And as he hobbled to his mom on his crutches

With his eyes full of tears

She heard her little cripple boy say

Gosh mommy I'm so awfully tired

And then he bowed his little head

Won't you rock me just a little bit mom

Before I have to go to bed

And gee how I wish daddy would come home

Before I go to sleep

Will you tell him how I waited and waited

For so long mom

For his kiss on my little cheek

And then that night

When all was still and silent

A band of angels came that way

And they took this little fellow up to heaven

Where he'll never never have to say

Mom when I go up to heaven

Won't the angels let me play

Or maybe because I'm just a kid on crutches

They'll say I'm in the way

You know Mom here the rest kids never want me

I'm a bother they all say

So when I go up to heaven mom

Don't you think that maybe

Just maybe

The angels will let me play

When I go to heaven momma

Will the angels let me play

*Isa listened quietly to her father’s singing. Tears nearly escapes her eyes before she asks.*

Papa…?

Yes?

Why do you always sing such sad songs?

…I’ve always liked to sing songs with real emotions. That are deep and come from the heart.

And that emotion is sadness..?

*He looks off and nods a little before he starts singing again and Isa settles down. Slowly falling asleep to her father’s voice like she did when she was little.*

[welcometololaland]

Ten Random Lines

I was tagged by @rmd-writes (thank you!)

Rules: pick any ten of your fics, scroll to the midpoint, pick a line (or three) and share it. Then tag ten people.

(10 is so bold and i cheated by re-tagging people RMD already did. so i'm not enforcing that on anyone else lmao)

ONE: Speak for Yourself (Firstprince)

Henry runs a hand through his hair and his mouth twitches in the corners slightly. "What on earth would I need a speedboat for, Alex?" "Boating quickly?" Alex replies, shrugging. "Never know when you might need to go over fifty knots." "I would have absolutely no business going over fifty knots," Henry says, as the shadow of a grin plays on his lips. "It makes me wonder if you know anything about boating."

TWO: The Morning (Part 2) (Tarlos)

“Perfect,” TK sighs absentmindedly, as he crawls up the bed trying to commit all of Carlos’ lines to memory on his way. The soft skin on his cheeks that TK loves; the firm, muscular planes of his chest; the dip next to his hip bone that fits TK’s hand so precisely. There’s a part of TK that looks at Carlos and wonders whether he’s enough to be able to hold something so precious in his hands; as if something that looks as beautiful and enticing and ethereal as Carlos Reyes shouldn’t belong to this world.

THREE: Love Game (Tarlos)

“I like being here,” TK agrees softly, pushing an errant curl off Carlos’ forehead as he wonders how on earth this man knew what he needed before he did. “I like being with you.” “I love being with you,” Carlos murmurs, sleepy and sated, and with those words and that face, TK wonders how on earth he’s supposed to keep himself a heart's length away.

FOUR: Route 11 (Firstprince)

Alex sighs theatrically and thunks his head back on the plexiglass bus window. “Ah yes,” he says, “my dream. Make sure it goes on my tombstone as well, won’t you? Here lies Alex Claremont-Diaz. Loving son, brother and incurable reprobate.”

FIVE: get it right, to get around me (Tarlos)

He’s supposed to be alone. He’s supposed to be emotionally destroyed by his failed marriage proposal. He’s not supposed to find someone who wants to be his boyfriend, and listens to all his problems without judgement, and knows too much about him, and still looks at him like he hangs the moon. He’s supposed to drown in an ocean of his unhappiness. He’s not supposed to find someone who wants to haul him out.

SIX: Luck of the Draw (Firstprince)

Alex: A dangerous assumption, Henry. I played lacrosse for years so I’m kind of talented with a stick. Henry: Fencing is rather technical. Why don’t we go with polo? I take your point that you can use a stick, but do you know how to ride?

SEVEN: Still Waters Run Deep (Tarlos)

There’s a difference in the way Carlos touches TK that afternoon - less caution and hesitation and with a flicker of unbridled yearning in the way he works his lips into their kisses - bathed in the beams of sunlight that cover the sheets. It’s as if they’ve stripped back a protective, careful layer of his façade and let loose a glow that settles all around them, full of future promises and strong feelings that TK doesn’t know how to name.

EIGHT: Baby, Make Your Move (Tarlos)

"Abuelo! Abuelita!" Isa cries, allowing herself to be scooped up in Andrea's arms. "Look! Hugo bit me!" “You’re letting the kids bite each other?” Gabriel asks, arching an eyebrow in a way that is scarily reminiscent of Carlos’ own expression. “That’s a novel tactic.”

NINE: (Not) A Cinderella Story (Firstprince)

"I like stupid answers," Henry replies softly, brushing the apples of Alex's cheekbones with his thumb. The man has ridiculously long fingers. Alex tries not to think about their potential other uses, although classical piano is probably one. "Clearly," Alex says, trying to hold onto the shred of sanity he has left. This all feels way too nice, considering they barely know each other. "You told someone your favourite food was fucking mutton pie. That's the stupidest answer I've ever heard."

TEN: Love, Communicated (Tarlos)

“But that’s the risk of love, right?” Carlos argues, frowning. “We both take that risk, TK. You could just as easily fall out of love with me.”

I tag @strandnreyes @clottedcreamfudge @indomitable-love @iboatedhere @goodwaysihope @beautifulhigh @cinnaluminum @reyesstrand @reyescarlos @liminalmemories21

this took fucking forever so i don't blame you for not wanting to do it, but i'd love to read yours if you do!

[5ammi90]

Episode 8

Oh crap. Victor is freaking and Isa is freaking and Benji is worried that Victor is gonna lose it. Of course her biggest concern is Adrian finding out Victor is gay. Oh shit Benji. I mean he kinda has a point but not the right moment Benji. Oh great Adrian is awake. Oh shit Benji just yelled boyfriend. Crap. Victor do not let Isa kick him out. Please. Fight for him. That signed the end of the relationship so quickly I got whiplash.

Yeah no Victor. Benji is not gonna want to talk to you for a while.

Oh my god. They were freaking out over nothing Adrian is completely fine. You are all idiots. Victor go apologise to Benji now. Thanks Adrian but he has fucked it up. Yeah if he forgives you.

Morning Felix and Pilar. Did you enjoy family feud. Go see your mum Felix. It will help.

Oh great Harold wants to take a job in Stanford which means moving to Stanford. Wait Mia. You’re okay with the idea of moving. Leaving Lake and Andrew and everything.

Oh no. The first time after the incident and it’s at work. Victor proceed with caution. Oh no. It’s not disgusting (okay maybe a little) but mostly it’s weird, it’s embarrassing for all parties and it’s gonna be awkward as hell and no eye contact for a while but the response isn’t usually pure disgust.

If Victor brings up the fact that Benji’s parents are supportive one more time I’m gonna kill him. They are supportive now. You have no idea what they were like when he first came out. You have no idea how they treated him. Also don’t bring race into this.

Nice work Victor.

Pilar, you have hearts in your eyes. Go away Rahim, I don’t like you. He likes you as a friend. I’m sorry Pilar. Rahim, please stop setting her up for heartbreak. They seem to have that romantic connection, just friendship.

Victor, Benji has disappeared and you should maybe text Simon. Nice work Felix. Damn Mia. This is not a good day. For any couple or ex couple at the moment. Oh straight to voicemail. Are you kidding me, you phone him and tell him about Mia moving. Victor come on. Great Rahim is here. Yay. Leave Victor, or tell Rahim everything. No freak, be worried. You need to talk to him.

HE’S TELLING RAHIM ABOUT BENJI’S DRINKING. ARE YOU SERIOUS?!???? WHY DO YOU THINK THIS IS A GOOD IDEA?!?!?

Victor what the fuck. You don’t know this guy, Benji doesn’t know him at all. Benji never wanted you to know, I don’t think he would like anyone at school to know especially the guy your mum tolerates more than him and you. Are you stupid?!?! That is a very nice picture of them.

Adrian is going to fix his mum. Thank you Isa. Although I hate the fact that it was because Adrian is upset and not the fact that she supports Victor.

Lake and Andrew are freaking about Mia and I don’t care. Moving on.

Oh fuck. Benji called his sponsor and Victor just saw them hugging so he’s gonna assume the worst. Great. Trainwreck please. Trainwreck avoided. Thank fuck. Please no more trainwreck.

Lake. Woah no. Don’t do this. You can’t do this. I get that you don’t want her to move but you can’t ruin a man’s life like this. Of course he loves you stupid. Mia what game are you playing.

Glad your mum is doing better Felix. Oh god, that almost ended badly. Don’t do that.

Mum did what. Mia what the hell. What did she want. That explains why you’ve been the way you have. Wait what’s just happened. That was a shift. Yay Harold. That was easy. You could have had this conversation the first time be mentioned Stanford.

Isa is gonna kill Father Lawrence. It is that simple. Start by apologising to Victor, please. Then apologise to Benji and then we can start to move on.

Harold, what the fuck. You said you were gonna put Mia first. Should have known better but I trusted you.

Victor no. First sensible thing he said. No Benji he wasn’t worried about you drinking he was worried you were gonna be hurt or not come back. Oh shit nevermind he was worried about that. Dang it Victor. Oh no. Oh no. Rahim, no. Please no. Fuck.

Trainwreck incoming.

Fuck.

Nice work Victor.

Although Benji is kinda right. You broke his trust but you guys haven’t been communicating properly and this was inevitable. Benji, stop holding back in this relationship. You say you trust Victor (before this happened) but you never say if you’re struggling. You always say you’re fine and then it builds and builds until eventually you break. Some space is probably good for you guys and then you can come back and talk to each other.

[mythica0]

Well hello! I hope u have fun writing fics!

I was wondering if u could write a lee Antonio and ler Dolores and Isabela

(Scenario is Antonio wouldn’t stop about teasing Dolores and Mariano’s relationship and so Dolores and her prima isabela team up and tickle Antonio to tears making sure to tease him all the way through it <3)

Again if u don’t wanna do it it’s totally alr :)

Of course I wanna do it! Cannot thank you enough your a writers block life saver! But sorry if the teases are bad, I’m a massive lee and don’t have a ler bone in my body so it makes it difficult sometimes 😅

How the tables turn!

🎂: Encanto

🧁: Antonio

🍫: Dolorés, Isabella

Summary : Antonio is teasing his older sister and cousin, they find a way to get him back in a friendly way.

A/N: thanks again for the ask! Sorry this took a little bit, I got school.

How the tables turn!

It was no secret that Antonio was a sweet heart with a heart of gold.

He was always trying to help out his familia where he could . He was generally nice and never had any bad intentions.

However; there was something that was a bit of a secret.

Antonio had a veeeeery teasy side, which was being exemplified in Isabella’s room in the casita.

Dolorés had decided to hang out in there. She liked being around Isa, they had pretty much grown up together.

…plus it was pretty quiet.

Antonio heard about this and decided to go hang out with them!

But then ….

“So…. Isa, do you ever get allergies in here? Seems kind of unpractical.”

Isa just rolls her eyes before replying “I’m not allergic to pollen, primo.”

“When was the last time you checked?” (A/N: you can credit my little bro for that idea🙄)

“Where’d this come from, hermanito?” Dolorés came from the other end of the little line the three had formed.

Dolorés was on the left, Isa on the right, Antonio in the middle.

“What ever do you mean, hermana mayor?” (Mayor means ‘older’, FYI) He said with an all so innocent expression

“You know exactly what I’m talking about . Don’t play dumb. “ she said with an accusatory poke to the stomach.

Antonio squeaked. The other room occupants smirked.

Without any warning or communication other than a quick glance, they both trapped him in a tight hug.

He gulped and thought ‘welp, this is how I die’ dramatic, right?

“So, you ticklish, primo? “

Blush started slowly forming on his face

“I think that’s a yes, prima “

“Yup! Let’s get him.”

They started to lightly trace across Antonio’s sides . It may have been light but HOLY MIRACLE did that tickle! Isabella’s nails were SO BAD . Combine that with Dolorés’ soft method, and Antonio was already giggling like a maniac.

“What’s wrong, hermano? We’re barely touching you!”

“Yeah, is something funny? Is there something in my hair?”

She started to examine her hair with her unoccupied hand, pretending to look through it.

“Noho… nothihings fuHUHUNY!” His volume raised at the end from a slight squeeze.

“Then why are you laughing? Hmm?”

“Becahahahuse youhohour tihihihickling mehehehee!”

“Oh, we are? I didn’t notice , what about you, Isa?”

“No clue. Well, it’s not like he’s complaining. “

“Ihihi lihihiteheheralhyhyhy juhuhust cohomplahahained!”

They picked it up, caused Antonio’s giggle ls to turn into much louder laughter.

“You are not in the position to say those things!”

“Yeah! We’re doing all the teasing here, mr. Giggles !”

“GUHUHUYS! STHOHOHOP IHIHIT! “

“We can’t, we are the tickle monsters and we’re hungry for your giggles! OM NOM NOM” Isa said as she started to nibble on her primo’s stomach.

“EEK!” Came the replying shriek.

Dolorés soon joined in, raspberrying all over Tonito.

“You are a very tasty snack, but your also very noisy!” Dolorés pointed out, slightly wincing at the pain in her ears, but able to bear it.

Antonio was laughing so hard the corners of his eyes leaked with tears. The girls took this as their sign to stop,and rubbed away all the ghost tickles.

“Ehehhee, Thahat wahas brhuhutal.”

“Maybe that will teach you who the champions of teasing are in this casita! “

The casita raised a shingle as if to cock and eyebrow.

“Oh, shush , you. “ Dolorés responded.

And all three laughed once more

—————————THE END —————————

[achy-boo]

Name: Isolabella Duvessa Tsuki (Please call her Tsukii)

Romaji: Tsuki Duvessa Isolabella

Quote: "You can never trust someone with ill intentions.”

V/A: Minerva(Fairy tail but have a smooth but soft tone. It’s deeper when using her command voice or angry) [And that is in her English VA]

Lisa(From Genshin Impact and In Japanese)

Gender: Female (Tho she is mistaken as a male usually..)

Sexuality: She is proud Pansexual girl

Age: rn she is 18

Birthday: January 23rd (My birthday Twin)

Zodiac Sign: Aquarius

Eye color: Crimson eyes mixed with purple. (It’s a very pretty sight to see)

Hair Color: Burgundy with light purple gradient at the ends.

Height: Pftt. She’s is 5’5

Weight: 101 lbs

Race: Undead Vessel. She is also B-Asian (She is Japanese and African mix tho she had some Egyptian blood in her (Ask her father not her) )

Homeland: She came from Chicago

Family: She have 4’11 mother name Hanako Tsuki, a 6’1 tall African American man named Devon, 4 older brothers, 4 cousins, a demon uncle named Dixon and a childhood friend named Hideyoshi.

School Status and Fun Facts

Dorm: Sapphire Lake dorm

School Year: 2nd year

Class: 2-B

Student Number: No. 23

Occupation: A DJ and bartender after school. But she later got forced to join the host club by Night. (How? Tsukii don’t really know..)

Club: Light music club

Best Subject: History and flying

Favorite Color: Dark and pastel colors.

Favorite Food: Sweets,homemade food and some food that Jamil make for her

Least Favorite Food: Maggot cheese, Liver and bananas.

Likes: her alone time, reading, her music, spending time with friends, school, the night sky, playing her violin in the rain, rainy days, winter, her jobs.

Dislikes: Certain dorm leaders, Crowley, loud noises, losing her temper, being teased when in bad mood, Leona(it’s a love hate thing they both had..), Floyd(Do I need to explain why?)

Hobbies: She dance in the rain and play the violin.

Talents: She is a empathetic and room reader.

Nicknames: Tsu-Tsu(Night, Jeanne), Duv(Rare), Isa(Also rare), Little White rose(Uncommon)

Other Nicknames: Psycho(Family only), Darkness(Ace called her that when she just walk out of a dark room), Little Feisty(Leona when she punched him in the stomach)

Appearance and Personality

Appearance: she had long burgundy hair that had darkish purple ends, her eyes are crimson with a mix of purple. She had a light tan skin with a few scars here and there. But her signature items are a snowflake hair pin, her choker,headphones and her glasses.

Personality: Reserved, timid, and nerdy is what people describe Tsukii in her personality. She is very timid and reserved. It never helps since Tsukii is an ambivert(she leans more into an introvert side), She has walls around her heart so she won’t be taken advantage of. If you managed to break it, you will be intrigued to learn that Tsukii is actually one for the sweetest people in NRC way more than RSA and NRC. She will treat you like a friend or lover, she is fiercely loyal but this girl is from a dorm where it’s rebellious against the uniform rules. So..you can already tell how she is in uniforms..

𝑻𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒂

-Her UM is Spirits cries and hallucinations

-She does have glasses for both reading and school wise

-Never got used to praises and good compliments(Thus making her shyer than she already is)

-Got into fights sometimes

-Her working as DJ and the bartender is remain hidden from the NRC’s eyes and ears.

-Punch Leona in the face one time when she was in his dorm. (How she never got banned there confused everyone to this day…)

-Is multilingual but she haven’t spoke in any of the different languages in public.

[drzone]

Also hmmm what was Abel and the other moonlight reverie crew like when they were going through ISA(and what does Isa stand for!!!) I love ur ocs so much it's insane their like friends to me :]

ISA is like a college sort of! Like where ensigns train to intern for starfleet! it stands for Institute of Space Associations! It particularly focuses on communication with and study of Whos Out There! Theres other space-centric places that teach things more related to the running of ships and the mechanical stuff. ISA has classes for that too but definitely is known for the specialty in .. well. Space Associations!!! You can go for however long you need to finish all your assignments & internships, generally about 5-7 years. Space Travel is Serious Business !! Id say its a bit like medical school, or getting a masters degree!

Abel & Manabi went to ISA together :] Manabi has always been a sort of All-or-nothing type of lady so shes very much a hard worker, very focused on her studies and training! and she is doing the equivalent of double majoring, learning interspace relations and engineering! she loves loves loves spaceships. Poor ladys diet consisted of 90% crappy coffee, and she didnt get out much. Abel sort of kept an eye on her! She was busy too, of course, but doesnt let her work consume her quite like manabi does. Abel focused in Broad Medicine, including the study of how to apply current medical knowledge to an unknown species! She is really interested in extraterrestrial biology too hehe. Abel makes sure manabi gets at least some sort of food throughout the week, and manabi helps abel on any mechanical questions. During this time also they dig up a bunch of old VHS tapes of scifi movies, manabi rigs up a device so that they can play them, and they get really into it. Thats why abels cat is named spock!

Shape was their underclassman! It was actually kind of there to Be studied, but took on quite a few internships in his time there, and did take & pass the final test, so he gets an honorary graduation. Abel met Shape in one of her classes where he was explaining Gaseous Cloud Science Stuff, but they didnt become friends at this time! So Abel & Manabi graduated together (yay!) and Shape graduated (technically) a year or so later. The rest of the main crew did not attend ISA! The planet Zee is from is pretty private, but ce went to a similar sort of school and is interning on the Andromeda Grace! Bunny is a stoaway LOL. Babble and Murmur went to a different, less intense, school for botany. And Dawn … Contains the skeleton of somebody who went to ISA, way back in the day. But she is not this person. Sort of? Oh shes a whole can of worms. I love her.

Shape has gotten more confident, in the years between the present and attending ISA, i think! They enjoy floatin around the andromeda grace and just hanging out, and doesnt spend so much of their time teaching people what they Are, anymore! Abel & Manabis dynamic hasnt changed much, except for Abel being busier now and Manabi having a job that makes it Mandatory to take decent care of herself and not spend all day peering over reports and planning treks and the such. They dont get to be around each other as much as they were in the ISA but they find time to hang out! Usually over a shoddy VHS and a cup of joe. Theyre so lesbians. Heart!

THANK YOUUUU I LOVE THEM TOO. just little guys bouncing around my head… I LOUV YOUR OCS TOO they are SO friend to me. we are having a tea party…