#it was so good! need to check out more french movies!

[kikizubik]

I've seen Humanist vampire seeking consenting suicidal person and it was so good! I was intrigued when my favorite booktuber saw it and was recommended it on her vlog. Only mentioning vampires intrigued me a lot.

It was really feel good movie which felt like only a minute past when it ended. Sasha as MC was really interesting and she kinda reminded me Maeve from Hotel transilvania.

If you want some uniquely done vampire movie, try this one. It's funny, touching and so good!

[thetourturedwritersclub]

I've seen ppl do the marauders being teachers and the subjects they would teach. And hers are my 2 cents.

James he would teach PE. Argue with the wall. Also he'd be that one teacher everyone loves bc he cares for the students. All the students who have PE with him would be fit bc James cares so much abt the students health. He would organise basketball, football /soccer and volleyball games between the other classes.

Sirius On the popular belief of Sirius teaching French, I actually think he would teach art. That doesn't mean that I think that he isn't intelligent, I think he's creative and he would rather teaching a subject which requires u to be creative. He would take the kids to art galleries.

Remus to no one's surprise, I think he would teach English /Literature. And he would make it INTERESTING. They'd be studying Romeo and Juliet , the kids would feel like they are in Verona, Italy watching it happen. Also smth that's so precious for me is Remus having movie hrs, watching films that we are adapted into movie form and they would analyse the differences between the two.

Peter I think Peter would teach home Economics. Also he would be that teacher that u either love and appreciate or hate with a burning passion. He would be a shy introverted nature but also funny and tolerant.

Lily she would teach citizenship. Yes she would be that teacher that would make sure u were mindful, empathetic and grateful. She would make sure kids understood everything u need to know abt being a good citizen. She would also organise field trips which would be in parks, town halls etc etc.

Marlene Listen, I think she would be a history teacher. Her compassion loving nature and ability to tell a story give rlly much history teacher vibez. The kids would be hypnotised listening to every word Marlene was speaking abt a revolution or a glorious monarchy.

Mary Now Mary would teach theatre. Say what u want but I'm a Theatre teacher Mary believer. She would take it super seriously and she would teach all of the kids how to act. Also she would analyse the kids chemistry (basically how much chemistry they have with each other) and she would play match maker with that information. She'd be hitting the bullseye everytime.

Dorcas She would be teaching mathematics. Again argue with the wall. She would be that strict teacher with a heart of gold. Also she would check in with every kid to see if they need help and would be that teacher who wouldn't make u feel bad for not understanding something.

Pandora She would teach Chemistry. Why? Idk she just gives off chemist vibez. And she would always take her class to the lab. And instead of assigning projects, she and her class would conduct research on certain topics and try out formulas.

Barty :Barty would teach physics. He is super smart and in my eyes physics is smth that he would find interesting. He would be teaching the kids with practical examples, like dropping stuff when they have to learn abt gravity and ect.

Evan He would teach biology. Argue with the wall. He would love dissecting bodies and the students in his class would be horrified at his excitement. Also he would be such an inspirational and dedicated teacher. He wouldn't be that strict of a teacher but he would keep his class focused.

Regulus He would teach a foreign language like French. He would be so strict and his class would low-key fear him. He wouldn't have that high of expectations and his test wouldn't be that hard. Also he would explain the kids important facts abt French and he would be an incredible teacher. When he would assign classwork he'd go around the class asking if they needed help. Also he'd be that teacher who wouldn't mind answering questions after class.

So yeah that was soo fun! Lmk if u like it or want me to do stuff like this more often! Would you attend this school if you could?

[ringdabel]

My thoughts on OP ships except im being 100% honest (P.1)

*LuNami - Cute but im not a big fan of it - Autisum and girlboss frfr - idm if its canon! I mean i like their moments of hugging and all, they're all so silly and i absolutely adore them! ^^ *LuHan - Nah... HARD pass... - I do not ship them at all and refuses to - their age gap is 12 and i think personally Boa is just having some kind of highschool crush -if this ship becomes canon...... bro im gonna stare in the distance and cry - If you ship these two...... NO OFFENSE! But What is wrong with you :[ *LuZo/ZoLu - MY EMOTINAL SUPPORT SHIP YIPPIEEEEE - They are so SO CANON u cannot convince me otherwise!!! - Dumb and Dumber. - I love and ADORE their dynamic! their interactions, first meetings, etc... EVERYTHING THEYRE SOOO CUTE AGHHCBSDBIL <3333 - The crew KNOWS they love eachother. They know what they are. - shamelessly kisses eachother goodnight - Zoro will die for Luffy, and Luffy will stop him. *LuSan/Sanlu - ONE OF MY FAV SHIPS EVER!!! Their interactions!! >>>>>> - WE KNOW SANJI LOVES HIM AND ADORES HIM. WE KNOW THAT ALREADY YOU FRENCH FRY - He wants to be Luffy's special boy in the OPLA, c'mon, its so obv - Sanji gets jealous when Luffy compliments other cooks other than him, its canon guys, trust me. MOVIE 6, THAT PHYSILOGICAL HORROR MOVIE OF OP. *ZoSanLu/ZoLuSan -POWER POLY LOVERS ON TOP! -i love them. *cries* -I have 400 pages of fanart featuring these stupid boneheads. - they sleep together and Luffy steals all the blankets - Zoro will def giving them his earings. aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh *LuKob/Koblu -Comfort ship of mine!!! THEYRE SO CUTE ITS ILLEGAL!!!! - I want them to reunite again, then hold hands and kiss eachother on the lips then go on cute little dates :[ - LUFFY IS KOBY'S GAY AWAKENING CHANGE MY MIND (i feel like hes more like bi or pan BUT) - Koby owns 6000 wanted posters of Luffy and its canon that he wants more of them. hes such a fanboy omg.... - If they ever date... they will have a matching handmade bracelet... Luffy's red and Koby's pink.... each has letters of eachother... - (ALSO THERES THIS FAV FIC OF THEM FROM AO3, THE AUTHOR IS okiedokeTM (madelinescribbles) AND THE FIC IS CALLED "Koby's Awful No-Good Very Confusing Day" CHECK IT OUT IF YOU CAN!!!!) - im very normal abt them (lie) *LuUso/UsoLu - Very cute ship!!1 - i personally see them as best friends more but its still verey cute! - They bond, they hug, they hit and they danced. yeah i get how ppl ship them!!!!!!!!! *LuLaw/Lawlu -Tbh.... its very cute! - i used to be obsessed with this ship bcs their dyanmic is so interesting, like Black cat and golden retriver! - i still kinda do ndcnas - Luffy reminds Law of Corazon bcs of his goofiness ughh CRIES - I hc Law that he has a soft spot for silly, goofy ppl, his sister, his crew, Corazon, LUFFY????????? He loves them but will never admit smh smh - When he ruins all of your well-planned plans that took you a whole week to make <3333333 *CobyLuLaw/KobyLawLu -AYEEEEEEEEEEE MY NEW FAV SHIP!!!!!!!!!!!!! - F**K BEING UNDERRATED, I WANT THIS TO BE KNOWN ACROSS THE WHOLE F**KING WORLD!!!!!! - PLSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS ITS SO CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! U HAVE TO WRITE FICS ABT IT I NEED MORE OF IT!!!1 - I want to thank @orange-artist for drawing and having KobyLawLu on my breakfast table!!!!!!!!!! - AND FOR YOU THE PPL WHO WRITE THE FICS ILY - me omw to make brainrots of these three stupid peas in a pod, fishes in a bowl, pens in a pencilcase :]]]

[tachiharastanacc]

Finally wrote something for that “Verlaine and Rimbaud adopt a bunch of kids” AU from this post lol.

Chuuya had lived a relatively peaceful existence ever since he met his dads. He’d been in a bad car accident when he was seven, leaving him without any memories prior to the crash.

Or even the crash itself.

In fact, the time right after had been a blur as well.

Everything from waking up to the men who introduced themselves as his adoptive fathers had seemed surreal at the time.

But now, three years later, he wouldn’t dream of any other life than the one he lived in the french countryside with his dads.

Chuuya didn’t have many friends. Or any, really.

Nobody lived near them, and his dads thought it was better for his recovery if he was away from the hustle and bustle of the city. The very few times he’d ventured into the nearby town had been with his parents, who let him pick up a snack from the gas station before waiting in the car.

That was alright though, because Chuuya had tons of land to explore.

Fresh open fields covered with flowers, nearby woods where he could play and pretend he was some fairytale prince, the small lake where they swam in the summertime…

It was a happy life that he led. One free of strife.

Until tonight.

The humidity had brought with it a terrible storm. Chuuya had been spending it like any other stormy night- hidden away in the blanket fort with his dads and stuffed dog Adam as they watched movies. Papa had gone to get more popcorn while Dad stayed with him in the fort.

But Papa had been gone for a while and the microwave had long stopped popping. The scent of burnt butter tickled their noses.

Chuuya had been a bit worried, but Dad had patted his head and told him, “don’t worry. Paul likely just lost track of time. You know how he gets.”

Chuuya nodded. He did know how Papa got. Easily distracted by his work.

With a kiss to the forehead, Dad had left to go check on Papa.

But he’d been gone for a while too.

The thunder was loud outside of the safety of the fort, but Chuuya was brave. Adam went out first, always a loyal companion.

The patchwork puppy flopped to the ground since his stuffing was a bit uneven. He went everywhere with Chuuya, so Dad had to stitch him up a lot. Unfortunately, Dad wasn’t the best at sewing, and he refused to let Papa help, resulting in Adam looking more like Frankenstein’s monster than a dog.

That was ok though, because just like Chuuya, his scars made him unique!

After getting the signal from Adam (silence), the young boy forward-rolled out of the fort. Spy-like.

Secret Agent Chuuya and his trust partner Detective Adam snuck out of their room, creeping through the halls.

Voices were speaking in hushed murmurs. The pair of spies tip-toed (or rather, Chuuya tip-toed. Adam rode on his head) to the railing at the top of the stairs.

Just below, he could make out the shadows of his dads whispering.

“…isn’t fair to Chuuya…”

“…leave…there.”

“…risk…even know!”

Secret Agent Chuuya was officially suspicious. He leaned forward. Unfortunately, due to his small, lopsided body and general clumsiness, Adam toppled from his head. He slipped though the railings as Chuuya reached for him, landing with a plop on the wood below.

The whispers immediately stopped.

One of the evil criminals emerged from around the corner, scooping Adam into his arms and staring up at Chuuya.

Instead of playing along, however, he just sighed.

Chuuya’s smile instantly fell.

“Dad? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong. We just might be having some visitors.”

He turned to stare at where Papa was still standing, before he also emerged.

“Kiddo, something came up with work. I need to go check on something at the office. I need you to be good and help your dad make up the guest room, ok?”

Chuuya nodded, the picture of seriousness.

They never, ever got guests. And if Papa was going to go out into the storm to pick them up, they must’ve been important.

Maybe it was work friends. Or maybe relatives! Grandparents, aunts and uncles, cousins…

Chuuya had never met any of them, but maybe they were coming to surprise him!

As Papa headed out into the rainy night, Dad and Chuuya started making up the spare bedroom. It had served as an office for the better part of three years, so a lot of boxes and papers had to be moved.

Dad did most of the lifting, while Chuuya helped with the lighter boxes- Papa had said he wasn’t supposed to try lifting anything heavy without help or else he could get hurt.

Adam supervised.

Once the guest room was all made up, Chuuya and Adam retreated back to the safety of the fort. They continued their movie, though they were both aware of the absence of their dads.

Or at least, Chuuya was, but he assumed Adam felt the same since they were best friends.

The thunder and lightning died down, and Dad tucked them both safely under the covers.

Chuuya was asleep when Papa’s truck (Dad had wanted a nicer car, but Papa said the truck was more efficient) drove back into the driveway.

The sound of the door opening woke him up. He should be good and stay in bed, but he was too excited! He wanted to meet his relatives super badly!

Or Papa’s work friends. He shouldn’t get his hopes up.

As he sneakily emerged from his room and peered over the banister, he realized it was neither.

Speaking to Dad and Papa were two teenage boys. One had white hair and the other dark brown. They were dressed in unusual clothing and both were sopping wet.

Even stranger, they had two more kids with them. The white-haired one had a boy a few years younger than Chuuya on his back, while his companion was holding a small girl with pink hair.

The teen with white hair turned to look at him, despite his eyes being closed. Chuuya felt a chill run through him.

His dads also looked up, expressions grim, though they softened upon seeing him.

Papa nodded to the strange group of children and climbed up the stairs, tucking Chuuya back into his bed.

“I’ll explain everything in the morning. For now, you need sleep. You’re only human after all.”

Taking his Papa’s words to heart, Chuuya hugged Adam and let himself rest.

In the morning, he would realize just how much things had changed.

[legendary-69420]

Chapter 18 (Extended Cut): The WIRED Autocomplete Chaos

(Racing Hearts : VOLUME 2)

The extended portion of Mark’s WIRED interview didn’t disappoint—it just got funnier, stranger, and more chaotic. As the questions kept rolling in, so did the reactions from Charles, Max, and Carlos, who were visibly trying to keep it together as Mark navigated some of the weirdest questions the internet had to offer.

Mark (looking at the next question): “Alright, next question—What is Mark Spencer's favorite food?"

Mark: "Well, there are plenty since I love both eating and cooking, but if I had to choose… gotta go with my comfort food: french fries."

Charles (mockingly gasping): "Not a five-star gourmet dish? Shocking."

Mark (laughing): "Hey, I keep it simple sometimes."

Mark (moving on to the next): "Does Mark Spencer watch anime?"

Mark: "Yeah, I do! I just finished watching Kimetsu no Yaiba."

Carlos (raising an eyebrow): "Really? You don’t strike me as the anime type."

Mark: "Oh, I’m full of surprises. I even cry during the sad parts."

Charles (smirking): "Ah, so you do have feelings."

Mark (playfully glaring): "Watch it, Leclerc."

Mark (baffled at the next search): "Is Mark Spencer alive?"

Mark (leaning back dramatically): "Barely. Dude, what is wrong with these people? Are you sure these are actual searches?"

Max (chiming in): "Well, sometimes we wonder too."

Mark (grinning): "Rude."

Mark (squinting at the next one): "Is Mark Spencer handsome?"

Mark (straight-faced): "Not at all."

Charles (snorting): "Right, because you don’t spend half your time looking in the mirror."

Mark (grinning): "Only to check if my abs are still there."

Carlos (laughing): "You checked just five minutes ago!"

Mark (deadpan): "Is Mark Spencer funny?"

Mark (grinning): "As I said, I’m a clown."

Charles (smirking): "That’s the first thing you've said that’s true."

Mark (eyes widening at the next one): "Is Mark Spencer joining Hollywood?"

Mark (shaking his head): "Nah, I’m focused on the grid for now. Gotta keep Max on his toes."

Max (leaning forward, smirking): "You wish."

Mark (jaw dropping): "Mark Spencer leaks?!?!"

Mark (laughing): "Huh, WHAT?!?!? Oh, they’re talking about my old photos. Dude, it sounded like a sex tape for a second."

Carlos (choking on his laughter): "I was about to say, man!"

Charles (facepalming): "Can we not?"

Mark (calmly): "Mark Spencer theatre."

Mark: "Oh, you must be talking about my plays from when I was younger. Some of you may not know, but I was a theater kid for a while. I even used to sing."

Max (teasing): "Sing? We need proof of that."

Mark (nodding): "Just wait, I’ll bring out my guitar at the next after-party."

Mark (smiling at the next one): "Mark Spencer’s favorite movie."

Mark: "Well, there are a lot of them. I really liked La La Land. As for my favorite show… it’s could be Stranger Things , call me basic but i know my choice."

Charles (raising an eyebrow): "La La Land? That explains your drama."

Mark: "Hey, it’s a masterpiece."

Mark (sighing at the next question): "Mark Spencer crash."

Mark (growing serious): "There’s not much to talk about, really. It happens in the sport, you know?"

Carlos (gently): "Yeah, but we know you bounce back quickly."

Charles (nodding): "You’re tougher than you look."

Mark (reading the next one): "Is Mark Spencer good?"

Mark (grinning): "No, Mark Spencer is not good."

Charles (mockingly): "Finally, he admits it."

Mark (laughing at the next question): "Is Mark Spencer fast?"

Mark (winking at the camera): "In some things, yes. In others… no comment."

Max (grinning): "Definitely not on track."

Mark (scoffing): "Is Mark Spencer owner of the Spencer business?"

Mark: "No, I am not. That’s my dad’s gig."

Charles (teasing): "But you wouldn’t mind if they handed it over, right?"

Mark (grinning): "Hey, I’m fine sticking to racing for now."

Mark (rolling his eyes): "Is Mark Spencer mean?"

Mark (sarcastic): "Very mean. Don’t come near me."

Mark (bursting out laughing): "Is Mark Spencer pregnant?"

Mark (sarcastically): "Yes, I’m pregnant. (chuckles) What is going on with these people? How is that even possible?!"

Max (cracking up): "I guess it’s possible for you, Mark. You are full of surprises."

Charles (face in his hands, laughing): "Can we move on?"

Mark (still chuckling): "Mark Spencer could modal."

Mark: "Dude, y��all should really focus on your English. As for the question—yes, I’ve modeled for a few things. Watches, perfumes, even some kids’ products. No idea why, but hey, money’s money."

The laughter among the group was uncontrollable at this point. Even the production crew behind the cameras could be heard snickering. The video wrapped up with everyone in hysterics, and Mark, of course, couldn’t resist throwing in one last wink at the camera.

The comment section blew up again, continuing the chaotic vibe:

Top Comments:

@french_frylover: "Mark’s favorite food being fries? He’s truly one of us 😂🍟"

@anime_weeb: "HE WATCHES ANIME!!! I'M SCREAMING!! Kimetsu no Yaiba, though?! Taste!!"

@ship_chaos: "Mark Spencer pregnant?!?!? The Internet is WILD 😭😭"

@multilingual_mark: "Fluent in 5 languages and can change his accent at will?? Dude’s a whole package 😳"

@f1shippersunite: "Mark knows about the ships!! And the way he laughed about it… we’re not worthy 🙏"

@thespian_mark: "Mark was a theater kid?! We need more of this side of him! Somebody make him sing at the next party!"

@maxsarcastic: "The Max and Mark dynamic is sending me. Those two are chaotic evil together. 😂"

It was safe to say the Internet wasn't ready for this interview. --- (YES this format was different than the previous one)

[bigdumbbambieyes]

Happy New Year!! a kiss for each of you! 🤍 (this ficlet is nsfw btw)

✨✨

Do you think I’d get in trouble for killing Brian?

Steve smothers a smile as he leans against the kitchen counter, his thumbs tapping a quick reply.

If you kill your boss, who’ll pay you?

I’d become the boss. And I wouldn’t make anyone work on New Year’s Eve.

It’s cute how irritated Billy is about working for a mere 5 hours instead of 8. Sure, he had to wake up at his usual time (at the asscrack of dawn) but at least he’s off earlier and off tomorrow.

It doesn’t stop his boyfriend from complaining, of course

Only two more hours and then we can spend the rest of the night snacking and watching movies :)

They don’t have any ‘real’ plans for tonight. They went out last year, to some bar with Robin and Heather, and it had been so goddamn busy that after Billy got a drink spilled on him, they promised each other to stay in next year.

And here Steve is, in their apartment, decorating for their cozy evening and preparing the snacks and drinks. He even got a bottle of champagne to pop at midnight.

Billy doesn’t text back so he figures someone came to pick up their car from the shop, so Steve continues his attempt to string up the small ‘Happy New Year’ banner across the wall above their couch.

✨

Stupid fucking clients and their goddamn cars.

Billy frowns to himself as he clocks out, waving ‘bye’ to his boss and throwing a “Happy New Year,” back at him as he ducks out into the cold.

Parked right in front of the shop is the Beamer, waiting idly, and Billy rips open the passenger door to get in — and freezes as the lights come on inside and Steve’s sitting there with a smile, looking cozy and warm and happy.

It makes the tension bleed out of his body just to see his boyfriend.

And then he flicks his gaze down to the seat and there’s a bag of McDonald’s waiting for him. His usual order, probably.

His empty stomach rumbles with hunger and he sighs in relief as he picks up the bag and sits down, shutting the door before leaning over to pull his pretty boy into a hard kiss.

He feels Steve hum in surprise but reciprocates easily, chuckling as Billy pulls away and all but rips open the bag to stuff a few fries into his mouth.

“I figured you’d be hungry and cranky,” Steve grins, “So I got your usual.”

“You mean you came prepared,” Billy smirks softly as he opens up the little box of nuggets.

It’s fucking sweet how attentive Steve is to him. How he knows how to cheer him up after a stressful day. Billy’s beyond lucky to have him.

Five years and still going strong.

“Thanks, baby,” Billy hums as he leans over again, gives Steve a salty french fry kiss as they’re pulling out of the spot.

“Mm, you’re welcome,” Steve smiles, loving him.

✨

They get home and Billy heads to the shower to wash off the scent of oil and grease from the shop as Steve gets into his usual soft shorts and a worn t-shirt — his usual ‘stay in’ clothes.

They’re also easy for Billy to remove, if needed.

He slips on a pair of sweats and nothing else, joining his boyfriend on the couch amongst the blankets, pulling Steve against him immediately and kissing at his cheek and jaw, mumbling into his ear, “I didn’t kill Brian.”

A soft laugh leaves his pretty boy before he turns his head, pecking his lips and humming, “Good, ‘m glad.”

The TV isn’t even on yet and they’re already making out like teenagers, bundled up under the duvet pulled from the bed and rubbing their hands along each other’s bodies, warming up from the cold.

It’s sweet and slow, soothes Billy’s nerves from his stressful day of last-minute clients showing up with broken whatever’s and busted this and that’s. All easy fixes, but annoying people rushing him and constantly checking in on him — and Brian telling him to ‘hurry up’.

It was the old bastard’s fault for opening for half a day.

But, none of it matters now, not when Steve’s pressing his lips to his ear and mumbling ‘missed you’ into his ear like the lovesick man that he is.

“You missed me while I was at work?” Billy grins, sweet on him and gently brushing the tip of his nose against his boyfriend’s.

Steve gives him a quiet nod and whispers, “Missed my baby.”

Because Billy is his baby. Steve’s to spoil, to love, to care about. It’s soft as fuck and so pussy, but Billy loves it. He loves that he can be soft and sweet with Steve like this, in the privacy of their home.

His eyes half-lidded and staring into those brown doe eyes, Billy smoothes his palm along Steve’s thigh and whispers back, “Missed you, too, sweetheart.”

And they smile at each other, both filled with that mutual love and adoration, sitting in that warmth together until Steve finally gets up to turn on the TV.

✨

It’s close to midnight and they’re on their third movie, Billy laid back across the couch with Steve half on top of him, both of them watching the screen until Billy feels restless.

Maybe it’s the warm, tipsy feeling he has from the snacks and drinks. Who’s to know.

But, he smoothes his hand down Steve’s back under the covers and goes lower, dipping his hand underneath the soft shorts to grab at the flesh of his boyfriend’s ass, feeling firm muscle and soft skin.

“Mm,” Steve hums, acknowledging but not protesting.

Billy gives the muscle another squeeze, a little harder, and mumbles, “Cute decorations.”

Steve hums again, replies with a soft, “Thanks.”

“Did it take you long to put them up?” Billy asks, feeling his boyfriend’s dick begin to press into the side of his hip.

Count on Steve to get hard with just a squeeze of his ass. The guy is hornier than Billy, despite what their friends believe.

“No,” Steve whispers as he turns his head to press his mouth against Billy’s throat, licking across his skin, inhaling the scent of shampoo there.

Billy grips the flesh in his hand again, inches his fingers down to rub at his boyfriend’s rim, feeling the heat of him there and hearing the soft sound he makes.

Steve ruts his hard dick into Billy’s hip again, sighing out a moan into his neck.

“What’s got you all worked up?” Billy hums playfully, feels the flutter of Steve’s hole against his touch.

“You,” Steve huffs, pulling away just to look at him, and that’s when Billy gets to admire the flush on Steve’s face and the way his eyes are half-lidded. “You gonna shut up and do something or you wanna keep talking about the decorations?” He asks in that bitchy tone Billy likes, even quirks a brow.

Billy’s smile grows at that and he pulls his hand out of Steve’s shorts, licks two fingers before putting them back against his hole and humming, “Okay, I’ll do something. I’ll play with your hole until you cum in your shorts.”

The press of his fingers is made slick with his spit, his fingertips rubbing circles against the puckered skin while Steve stares at him, slack-jawed and his blush going from pink to red as the words settle in his brain and he hooks his leg across Billy’s hips, rolling his own to grind his dick there.

“You’re so fucking dirty,” Steve whispers, as if he doesn’t love it, panting as Billy doesn’t stop, rubbing and rubbing while they never look away from each other.

Brown on blue the entire time, until Steve’s panting open-mouthed and his face twists pretty, cumming in his shorts just like Billy said he would.

“Mm, there we go, that’s it,” Billy praises softly as Steve ruts his hips, feels warmth bloom against his hip as the cum soaks through Steve’s shorts and against his sweatpants.

Steve’s pulling him into a hard kiss then, sucking on his tongue and still moaning, let’s Billy take over and kiss him deep, licking into his mouth and gently biting his lips.

From the apartment downstairs and above them, they hear cheering, and both of them glance over at the clock on the wall.

12:00am.

They look at each other with matching grins and chuckle, sharing another kiss — this one chaste and sweet.

There, on their couch, they whisper ‘Happy New Year’ to each other between kisses and quiet laughter.

[roguelov]

just imagine dream, the prince of stories, falling for a mortal who studies stories. Not a story teller, but an academic who researches how a story millennia ago has changed to the modern day. Example: the story fo Eros and psyche became Beuty and the beast, and then, in the modern day, the fae smut books!!! Or anything to do with Joseph Campbell’s hero’s journey. Just… dream watching as this mortal is basically his oracle, and he can’t stop looking at them with heart eyes and soft gazes.

Ugggggggggh my poor heart it’s like a match made in Heaven

Your eyes fluttered open. A giddy smile crossed your lips as you were greeted with a sight only known in your dreams: a library. Yet, no ordinary library, it was a library filled with stories and dreams beyond any knowledge in your world. It was a library you constantly, and happily, got lost in. A library you would never grow tire of. A library which only continued to spark your passion: the evolution of stories.

“Welcome back.”

The deep rich voice seemed to thrum inside your chest. Spinning around, you were greeted with said owner of such a magical library.

“Lord Morpheus,” you smiled as he approached.

His eyes twinkled with a smile. “(Y/N).”

My dear oracle.

He nodded into the direction behind you. “Your things are how you left them, I ensured Lucienne she needn’t clean it up.”

“Thank you.”

You peered over your shoulder to see a long table with one end filled with stacks of books and papers, a truly chaotic cluster yet you knew the organization. When you turned back, Morpheus’s enchanting blue eyes - one which poets would write endless sonnets about - locked with yours.

“And may I ask what has caught your attention this time?” Morpheus asked, stepping a bit closer.

“Recently, with the rise of … certain fae stories, I’ve been seeing how the story of Eros and Psyche has evolved. Because from there is also the Beauty and the Beast from the French novel to the Disney animation and all the various movie adaptations and -“

A smile twitched on his lips. He could listen for hours as you rattled on about stories and their variations, and he has. He eagerly listened to you. And with each visit, and with each conversation, piece by piece, the King of Dreams and Prince of Stories fell for the mortal with a passion for stories - for his works. Or, partial his work, he was more of a gentle guide to those with these stories trapped in their minds.

“- oh, I’m sorry I’m rambling again,” you laughed nervously.

“Nonsense, I have told you time and time again I adore our conversations.”

You glanced away bashfully.

“Now, do not let me keep you from your work. And please if you need anything, ask. I will do all that I can to help.”

Whatever you may need, my little oracle, I will ensure it will happen.

“Thank you.” Your eyes flickered back up with that wondrous smile Morpheus had come to love.

“Just perhaps do not work so hard,” he reached out, running his knuckle over your cheek, “rest is still important.”

Your cheeks warmed at the gentle gesture. “I know.”

His hand dropped, and your heart secretly craved to feel its warmth again. “Good, then I will check back in on you in a few hours if that’s okay.”

You smiled, melting the ancient being’s heart. “I look forward to it.”

[rzyraffek]

I never wrote stuff about jjba but i just watched 20episodes of SDC in row and i really need to write something!! Just sfw dating headcanons with Dio, Polnareff, Kakyoin, Avdol.

They/them, sfw, no spoilers and Request open

Dating headcanons with JoJo characters

Dio Brando from part 1

O my god, this guy whole personality is hating jojo, so prepare for him mumbling about how much he hates him a lot

S/o is his and everyones has to know, especially jojo, omg if Dio menages to make jojo jealous he will be so satisfied!

Totally has his hand on s/o evertime they go outside.

Wont turn s/o into vampire, he likes to have control over them

Probably drinks their blood, at start he probably doesn't know s/o limit so he ends up drinking a bit too much of it. If they pass out, he won't apologise but he try to drink from other people for a while.... but s/o blood is the best!

Dio Brando from part3

Much more manipulative and calm

He knows they can't run away, hah he's sure s/o won't even try to run away anyways

Totally has special room for them and anything that they need. Of course if s/o behave

Prepare for lots of headpats, praise, petplay???idk??, totally loves when s/o sits on his lap, also plays with their hair

Loves when s/o takes care of him, yeah he regenerates, and he has bunch of people who will do whatever he wants them do to. But-oh when they check his wounds or brush his hair when he wakes up, or seem genuinely worried about him.... Dio finds it cute, charming, thats why he loves them

He doesnt plan on harming his darling, he has enough of people around him to punish so he deosnt really need to get it all out on them. Unless s/o tried to escape or was rude

Also sadly he kinda ignores the word 'no' or just simply manipulates them into thinking that he is right

Jean Pierre Polnareff

Does a lot of dumb stuff to impress them!!

Gives s/o haircare advices and recomends good products!

Loves to just sit next to eachother and do skin-care stuff, and just talk about some dramas

Polnareff really enjoys watching corny movies with s/o, then falling asleep in middle of movie so he can wake up cuddled up next to them (or when s/o falls alseep first he will turn into pillow)

Silver Chairot adores you too

He is totally planing on asking them to visit France and his home city with him!

Teaches them few french words

Kakyoin

Gaming till 4am

If s/o is a gamer like him, he will spend hours talking about favorite games, characters ect

If s/o never played any games its okay! He will teach them!

He gets very nervous when they sit next to each other on bed

Incredeably antisocial so probably struggles with expressing his emotions and gets shy

Asks jotaro for advice (not the best person to ask about relationships lol)

Avdol

My guy would spend whole day just reading tarrot cards for them if they ask him to lol

He loves meditating too probably

Will totally play board games with them

Also cooking dates are amazing, when both of you have never baked before or just suck at it

Great at giving advices

[starlightandfairies]

Daryl Dixon x plus!size reader: Daryl and the reader are friends (but the reader wishes they were more because she is in love with daryl) and the reader joins Daryl to find more people they run into a bad group and it ends terribly and the reader and Daryl end up in France when they get to the nuns she notices Isabelle getting a little to close to Daryl the reader is jealous of course but she is very good at hiding her emotions so when they find the pre school with the kids that are surviving there before the reader joined Daryl to help get some medication for the kids teacher the reader ask Daryl if there is anything going on between him and Isabelle Daryl said there is nothing going on and why did she ask the reader tells him to forget she said anything but Daryl won’t let it go so the reader tells Daryl about her feelings and that he doesn’t have to say it back because she thinks he doesn’t feel to same way she just rambles on about how she finds herself ugly and Daryl shuts her up by kissing her and telling her he feels the same way and to stop talking bad about her self when they are back on the road taking Laurent (where Ever he needs to be taken sorry forgot the place) Laurent is being stubborn and won't get on the carriage so the reader gets down to talk to him and tells him that the reason he needs to go with him is because he is special and he is the key to curing the zombies and she promises that she won't let anything happen to him and that she will protect him with her life Laurent looks up to the reader because she is very pretty and she is a total badass because she is a good fighter and she puts herself in danger first so the people she cares about won't get hurt and she is very fearless and she doesn't like seeing good people die.

Description: The reader is forced to confess her feelings for Daryl after having suspicions that he loved Isabelle.

Warnings: swearing, fluff, she/her pronouns, twd violence, mentions of injury, insecurities. Based on Daryl's tv show episode 2

*Requests are open, please send through as many requests as you want, check my character list and requesting rules.*

Thanks so much for giving this request!!! I had fun writing it!!!

Key: Y/N = Your Name, POV = Point of view

Word Count: 1623

Daryl and I had know each other for quite a fair few years. After the battle of the Commonwealth, Daryl and I decided to go looking for Rick and Michonne. However, we got fucked over by another fucked up group of people and ended up in the water. I lost track of the days, I have no clue how long we have both been in the water. I felt a slapping against my cheeks, groaning and rolled to my side as woke up to find Daryl hovering by my side. 

After Daryl helped me up, I glanced around, knowing that we were not in America anymore. It was a matter of finding out where we were and what to do. 

“Guess we aren’t in Kansas anymore.” Daryl shot me a look, I stuck my tongue out and gave a smile, sometimes it honestly felt like the best that I could to do. 

“Can’t believe that after all this time you are quoting movies.” 

“What can I say? It’s what you love about me.” God I wish it were true 

After realising we were are in France; Daryl and I began searching for supplies to keep ourselves going for the night. Daryl found an French to English book to help with translations. After a little while longer, these two assholes screwed us over, tried robbing us after we killed two other men that tried attacking all of us. 

A group of nuns brought us in, treated Daryl’s acid burn from the walkers, which I’m glad was treated. Then came Isabelle, I hate to say that it’s been 12 years since the world turned to shit and I still get jealous feelings. Isabelle was too close to Daryl, maybe she hadn’t had a nice man in her life for a while but her beauty and her pretty smile made me feel insecure of my own looks and inability to tell Daryl how I feel made me feel shittier than when I realised I’m going to die before the world is fixed. 

All respect to the nuns; I understand why they did what they did but at the same time, after seeing it go wrong a thousand other times. Keeping a walker alive as a message or just the emotional trauma of losing that loved one is obviously horrible to go through but as soon as we realised that the father was a walker we left as soon as we could only to return and take Laurent, honestly a sweet little boy to safety. 

Daryl and Isabelle were walking ahead, I stayed behind, kicking my feet in the dirt like an upset little kid and carried on as I drowned in my own feelings. 

“What’s going on with you?” Daryl questioned, I glanced up, placed on one of my award winning smiles and shook my head. 

“I’m all good. Honestly, I just want to get back to America.” Daryl nodded believing what I said, turning back to the front and it allowed me to wallow in my emotions again. I loved Daryl, he’s a good man, even if he doesn’t think he is a good man, he is a good man and I wish that he knew that more often. 

Isabelle is gorgeous, more so than compared to me. I mean, I’ve got rolls, even during this shitstorm I’ve got all these skin problems still and I clearly have no confidence in my appearance, even if it doesn’t matter now. I thought the end of the world would mean less problems when it came to appearance and self esteem. But noooo, it still means the same shit goes through my mind like it did when I was dating in college. 

I mean, I can handle the shitty groups that survive off of anarchy. I can handle them, because just a couple of hits to the head and boom not a problem anymore. But my insecurities, they kill me and I hate that I am not strong enough to deal with problems that shouldn’t matter anymore. Staring at what used to be a preschool made me want to cry, the place is being run by children and I wish that these children didn’t have to go through this horrible stuff and could be children in a decently safe world where they didn’t have to deal with no familiarity of what we grew up with. 

“Hey, that teacher needs some medicine, want to come with?” I nodded, glad to finally be getting that one on one time with Daryl again. Walking in the silence became uncomfortable and noticing that Daryl was hanging out with Isabelle a lot I want getting curious to know about where he stood with her. 

“So, Daryl… what’s going on with you and Isabelle?” Daryl shot me a look, as if I really just asked him about something that sounds so childish and like a teenager experience. 

“There’s nothing going on between her and I. I’m just finding out what I can from her that can help us get back home… why?” There it was, that one little question that I wish wasn’t a word. I shrugged slightly, cringing internally as I realised my capabilities to hide my true emotions decided not to work today. 

“No reason.” Fuck my voice is giving me away, all nervous and defensive. Daryl stopped in my tracks, he grabbed my arm, getting me to stop in my tracks. I couldn’t meet his eyes, I insecurely wrapped my arms around my body to cocoon into myself as I always did when I was feeling insecure. 

“Don’t give me that crap. What’s going on?” I tried one more time, hoping that Daryl would give it a reason and not think to ask about it again. That was just wishful thinking. 

“Please, just forget it!” I snapped, Daryl took a step back, shaking his head and grabbed ahold of both my arms gently. I took a shaky breathy, shaking my head and sniffled. 

“What is going on?” 

“I’m in love with you! Okay?” Daryl looked surprised by my outburst, I pushed myself out of his arms and began pacing around the tree covered area we were in.  

“Me! Fat little me, I’m in love with you! And I know you won’t say it back because I know you don’t love me back because I am nowhere near as attractive as the girls I know you’d be with if the world was still normal.” I shook my head, keeping my eyes focused on the ground as my tears fell from eyes and I didn’t want Daryl to see me like this. 

“I’m overweight, I’m ugly, I’ve got rolls and eczema. I’m an insecure little girl who hasn’t changed since high school. My acne scars make me look like I’m a fucking walker. I am ugly and I am not worth anyone’s love, not even in this world because I don’t have that kind of beauty. I am no pretty nor worth anyone’s love and I-“ Daryl grabbed my face in his hands, his lips being placed upon mine and I know it sounds incredibly cliche but it really felt like the world literally stop. Why was Daryl kissing me? I mean I was kissing him back and holy shit it was one of the greatest kisses I’ve ever experienced and I did not want it to stop. I honestly forgot the world we currently lived in is the way that it is but having Daryl actually kissing me until I needed to pull away for air made me feel like I was in a world of a book that I would’ve loved to read in the before. 

“I love you. I love you more than I can even begin to say. I ain’t good with words. But you gotta stop talking down about yourself. You are gorgeous, you are exactly as you should be and I love you. I find you incredibly gorgeous and you have a heart of gold. You are not what that stupid little insecure voice inside your head says that you are. You understand me?” I nodded, smiling as he grinned at me and rested a kiss on my forehead. 

After leaving the preschool, Laurent was angry with Isabelle and wouldn’t get in the carriage that we acquired. It was honestly a very useful invention that made life so much easier. I decided to get out of the carriage to talk to the kid and figure out a way to get him in the carriage. 

“Listen Laurent. I understand that you’re upset and not feeling the greatest in regards to that you feel Isabelle is lying to and I won’t lie to you. Not about something like this. The reason why you need to go with us is that you could be the cure to helping understand a cure for these walkers. But I promise to you I will not allow you to be hurt, I will protect and you so will the rest of us. I will protect you until my very last breath, you’re one of us and we won’t let you get hurt. I promise you and if you feel that I break your promise then you can do whatever you want if it means you feel safe.” 

“I look up to you. You’re… you’re this badass lady that knows how to fight and is a good person because you won’t let bad things happen. You are also very pretty.” I turned to see Daryl watching with a smile, he winked at me and nodded softly as I got Laurent into the carriage finally. 

Daryl took my hand as I squeezed in beside him, resting a final kiss on my cheek before offering his shoulder for me to sleep on. 

[dailyhelldorm]

2024 Spring New Profiles

Translation included new profiles, spring voice lines, and other things I can think of in this post.

New profiles

Translator's note: I based my translation on ENstars's profiles to make the comparison easily when you read them inside the EN game.

Other than that, I said f-ck it and ball.

Messing up when singing is no good, I need to concentrate.

Shiratori Aira

CV: Amasaki Kohei

The lovely with thorns

Aira is an idol who is also a big fan of other idols. He is a quarter French because his mother is half French and half Japanese. Aira is amiable, outgoing, and brave. Although he thinks of himself as a plain person, Aira also has low self-esteem due to his past underachieving feelings. He has grown a lot, facing forward along with other people around him. Aira has a clear and pure singing voice, and his performance is filled with a lot of fanservice. Aira is a member of ALKALOID at STARMAKER PRODUCTION.

As an idol, he strives to grow more so he can someday be someone else's favorite idol. Aira intends to be more active with his involvement, like working on his unit’s live performance.

Profile

167cm/53kg

Blood type: B

Age: 16 (ES second year, on Apr 1st)

Birthday: Nov 27th

Hobbies: Studying Idols, Collecting idol goods, Updating SNS

Specialty: Knowledge about idols

Since I was born anyway, won’t it be wasted to not enjoy my life?

Tenshouin Eichi

CV: Midorikawa Hikaru

The idol conductor performing dreams

Eichi is the Idol representative for STARMAKER PRODUCTION. He is calm and thoughtful. He also has a love for idols deeper than anyone else, thus, he often gives them harsh trials to overcome. He has a delicate and soft singing voice, and his performance is always elegant and classy. Eichi is the leader of fine at STARMAKER PRODUCTION.

He has raised idols to the global level, and Eichi himself also strikes to be the top idols like his beloved ones. He is currently holding in check his personal work, but thinking about his well-being makes Eichi reconsider increasing them.

Profile

179cm/59kg

Blood type: O

Age: 19 (ES second year, on Apr 1st)

Birthday: Jan 10th

Hobbies: Making black tea, playing piano

Specialty: Chess, Skill Imitation

As long as everyone desires, may this radical, immoral, and sweet night ever lasting!

Sakuma Rei

CV: Masuda Toshiki

The demon king luring you into dark night

A self-proclaimed vampire who possesses a wealth of knowledge, but he is weak under the sun so he needs to try his best in the daytime. He is calm and thoughtful, holding the charisma that can attract other people. He dotes on his younger brother Sakuma Ritsu. His singing voice is mellow and refined, and his performance is majestic and powerful. A member of Rhythm Link, as well as UNDEAD's leader.

He challenges himself with new things, and strives to live on as a normal human and as an idol.

Profile

180cm/62kg

Blood type: B

Age: 20 (ES second year, on Apr 1st)

Birthday: Nov 2nd

Hobbies: Learning languages, drinking wine, reading, watching movies

Specialty: Playing instruments, discerning eye.

New 2024 Spring Voice Lines

To hear the lines, please view this thread on twitter.

Aira

Morning: “When you are being supported by your favorite idols, the moment the new season arrives, it also gives you the feeling to work harder right? Everyone, please do your best!”

Noon: “Have you had lunch yet? If not, how about we go together to a restaurant that serves seasonal spring vegetables?”

Evening: “When I was out shopping with Hiro-kun, we found a flower bed so pretty that I unconsciously took a photo of it. I got a really nice pic of it ♪”

Night: “When I was cleaning my bag, I found a petal inside it. Since when did it get inside huh?”

Eichi

Morning: “When I look at the blooming street filled with flowers, I can't help but feel joy. I can feel the warm spring has come to visit.”

Noon: “Fhuwah… I have let you see my inappropriate side. But since it is spring, even I can feel a little bit sleepy.”

Evening: “Maybe I will go out for a short walk right now. Don't worry, I will return before my body gets cold.”

Night: “As a way to enjoy the spring’s night, everyone in ‘fine’ decided to hold a little tea party. Do you want to join?”

Rei

Morning: “If one stays up until dawn, they can see a beautiful sunrise. They often say spring is daybreak(*) after all ♪”

Noon: “When I look up at the beautiful spring sky, I can see Hibiki-kun’s air balloon. He looks like he has fun flying in the air.”

Evening: “I went and bought too many dangos… so I called Sakasaki-kun up and we enjoyed the treats together ♪”

Night: “Have you seen the released magazine the other day? What do you think, me and the night sakura tree in the background look quite picturesque, don't you think?

(*) Note: he means the most beautiful spring moment is at dawn. It's a reference to Sei Shonagon’s poem.

New Office Interactions

Currently moving to a new post because the amount of interactions is too much.

New Gacha Screenshots

Aira: Turning all the love and appreciation feelings into strength... I will show you, I will fly higher with my wings!

Eichi: I will brighten this world, with the shining stars known as idols.

Rei: The solemnity of the demon king reigning darkness... Shall you burn it deep into your eyes...

Old lines (with audio) Aira: Sending all my love to the fans out there in the world, Aira~bu ♪ Eichi: I shall grant your wishes. Toward our dream we desire. Rei: Come, the late night is the time of mine...

New Bloomed lines

From this thread (with audio)

Aira: Little by little, I come closer to the idol vision I have dreamed of.

Eichi: With your hands and mine, we shall continue to perform our beautiful melody.

Rei: Always standing still in one place is no good, I attempt to advance forward as well.

Old lines Aira: I, I wonder can I become ‘a good idol’ too… ♪ Eichi: I work hard for instants like this, for moments when I can recall the feeling of happiness. Rei: A demon king shall not only reign the night but this whole world as well ♪

[allergictocolor]

Character Profile - Morticia Addams

“The real head of the house and moving force behind it. Low-voiced, incisive, and subtle; smiles are rare. This ruined beauty has a romantic side, too, and is given to low-keyed rhapsodies about her garden of deadly nightshade, henbane and dwarf’s hair. Generally indulgent [of] the often sinister activities of the children, but feels that Uncle Fester has to be held in check. Her costume is always the same - the form-fitting black gown, tattered or cut to ribbons at the elbows and feet. Occasionally, she will wear a shawl. Her voice is never raised, but has great range. Contemptuous and original and with a fierce family loyalty. She never uses a cliché except to be funny. She is a thoughtful hostess in her way and, if a guest needs anything, he is advised to scream for it. The children are instructed to observe the amenities and always kick Daddy good night.” - Chas Addams

Charles Addams claimed to have thought up her name while leafing through the yellow pages in a phone book (they used to deliver books full of local phone numbers to our houses!) when he stumbled upon the listings for Morticians. People speculated as to whether she was based on any of his three wives, but he denied that vehemently. He just happened to love thin, pale women with dark hair, and managed to marry the woman of his dreams three times. Though he did marry his third wife in an Addams family-themed wedding in a pet cemetery, so make of that what you will.

Carolyn Jones was cast in the 1964 TV series, despite not being taller than their Gomez, John Astin. He wasn’t a tall man by any account, so I’m assuming she was the best Morticia in the auditions and had the best chemistry with their leading man. Their chemistry on screen was excellent, but also the right amount of comical. While Gomez was frequently overcome with passion whenever Morticia spoke French, or any other foreign language, Morticia often brushed him off. There were other things to do. They could get carried away later.

She called him “Querido”, “Mon Cherie”, and “Bubele”, a yiddish nickname that wasn’t continued with subsequent Morticias. The show established that Morticia held Gomez in the palm of her hand (left, below). Unfortunately, both because it was a sitcom and because it was the 1960s, there had to be hilarious misunderstandings that undercut her power over him somewhat. In more than one episode, she was given reason to doubt that Gomez really loved her, and was driven into the trope of the worried housewife, fretting over what to do. It always worked out in the end, of course. Sitcoms always do.

The TV show is where Morticia started the habit of cutting the heads off of roses, making bouquets of only the stems (right, above). She spent a lot of time tending her various plants. She had an African strangler named Cleopatra, which continued in other incarnations later on. In the show, she fed it “hamburger meat”. On camera, it looked like meatballs or very small burgers. It threatened to eat a few people, but Morticia assured them that humans gave Cleopatra heartburn.

1960s Morticia indulged in painting more than later versions of her. They didn’t always show what she was painting, but often showed her behind an easel, working on something. When they did show the painting, it was something unusual. More frequently, they simply said what she was painting.

She was also seen knitting frequently. Sometimes she would be knitting a scarf that was well over 20 feet long, looping around the living room furniture. Other times, it would be a sweater with a very long neck or extra limbs, likely a reference to the comic below, which was also referenced in the 1993 movie Addams Family Values.

While her mother, Hester Frump, was played by Margaret Hamilton (the wicked witch of the West from The Wizard of Oz), and Morticia herself was described as a witch in the series, the witchcraft was mostly implied. She was shown “smoking”, producing smoke by simply crossing her arms and concentrating, but she didn’t tell fortunes or mix potions like her mother-in-law Grandmama Addams does. Once they got to 1991, Anjelica Huston’s Morticia stated that she was a witch, and that in school she majored in “spells and hexes”.

Huston’s Morticia is level-headed and fully assured of herself. When things go badly for the family, she’s the one who holds everything together. Like her co-star Raul Julia, she is my generation’s gold standard for the character.

I think Morticia takes a little step backwards in the musical, suddenly being unsure of herself because she’s showing a few wrinkles. Bebe Neuwirth was amazing on Broadway, but Gomez would never be bothered by his wife showing her age. He loves everything, and he loves his wife even more. She should know that.

The 2019 animated version of Morticia is wickedly wonderful. Here, she does show some kind of magical powers, unless producing thousands of spiders to make a walkable bridge is just gross and not actually magical. She also talks to her deceased parents on a crystal ball, a form of communication repeated in the 2022 Netflix series.

In the Netflix series, Catherine Zeta-Jones’ Morticia is a side character so far, so we only see her in a few episodes. We know she has psychic visions that are positive, the polar opposite of her pessimistic daughter, but we haven’t seen any of her visions. She’s also madly in love with Gomez and as easily carried away as he is, which is a problem for their embarrassed children. We’ve been told we’ll get a better look into Wednesday’s home life in season 2, so it’s likely there will be even more of Morticia there. Maybe we’ll even see Cleopatra!

[rekino2114]

Random texts they sent you with drdt ladies.

I saw this genre of post and thought it was really fun, so I wanted to do it.

Teruko tawaki

My 1 leaf clover☘️💚:Aaaaahhhh fuck my luck fuck my life shit shit shit.

Yn:Geez teruko, are you OK? What happened?

My 1 leaf clover☘️💚:I accidentally sent Xander a photo I wanted to send you, and I can't even delete it cause he already saw it. My luck is the worst he's gonna stab me or something.(i'm a terrible person)

Y/n:That's a bit dramatic, don't you think? What kind of photo was it?

My 1 leaf clover☘️💚:...

Y/n:Ooooh, I get it now, I didn't think you were the type to do that.

My 1 leaf clover☘️💚:I love you and wanted to do something special. now, shut up and help me fix this problem.

Y/n:ok,I'm gonna talk to Xander so you don't have to.he's a nice guy. I'm sure he'll understand.

My 1 leaf clover☘️💚:thanks.I owe you one,love ya

Y/n:i love you too, even with your luck

Min jeung

Cutest bookworm📚💜:Hey y/n, did you know the eiffel tower can be 15 cm taller during the summer because the iron heats up and it expands.

Y/n:cool how did you find that out?

Cutest bookworm📚💜:I was studying for a French test and feel down a rabbit hole

Y/n: why did you tell me?

Cutest bookworm📚💜:I knew you'd listen to my facts you're basically the only one who does

Y/n:awww thanks min I love you by the way I think you've been studying too much how about we watch a movie?

Cutest bookworm📚💜:but I have a test....in 5 days

Y/n:you're gonna be fine you're the smartest person I know you need to relax more

Cutest bookworm📚💜: ok thanks I love you

Y/n:great I'll be at your house in 20 minutes with snacks I love you too

Arei nageishi

Bowling babe🎳🩵: heeeeey, babe, guess what your awesome girlfriend did for you today.

Y/n:did you make another person cry?

Bowling babe🎳🩵:Yep! this asshole was saying how much he was better than you, and I should have been with him ah! What a loser he was crying so hard when I was done with him

Y/n:Thanks? I guess

Bowling babe🎳🩵: You bet you're thankful to have me as your gf

Y/n:why did I date you again?

Bowling babe🎳🩵:cause you can't resist me now, come here so we can go on a date

Y/n:You're right. I guess I can't. I'll be there soon

Hu jing

Best mom and gf🦋💚: Hi dear, I just wanted to check if you have eaten enough and if you're OK both in a physical and mental way. If anything is wrong, remember that I love you and you can talk to me

Y/n:you have no idea how much just reading that made my day 100 times better

Best mom and gf 🦋💚:oh why did something happen?

Y/n:Not really, but just you just made my heart melt

Best mom and gf 🦋💚: I'm glad I could make your day better

Y/n:You always and yes I have eaten enough by the way I love you a lot

Best mom and gf🦋💚:Thank you. I'm glad you're good both in a physical and mental way. I love you too, never forget that.

J rosales

J📹💙(I can't think of a nickname):Hey, come here, arturo's annoying me again.

Y/n:Really? Again?

J📹💙:Yep, he's calling me Julia too it's really uncomfortable

Y/n:Don't worry, I'm coming

J📹💙:Thanks, appreciate it. no matter how many times I tell him to stop, he still continues he's so annoying

Y/n: I know, but don't worry, I'll try to deal with him

J📹💙:thanks I really love you

Y/n:love you too

Veronika grebenshchikova

My bloody gf☠️❤️:Hey darling,have I told you how handsome/beautiful you look today?

Y/n: For the last time, Veronika, we are not watching the entire saw franchise again

My bloody gf☠️❤️:but why? It's so much fun with all the blood and the torture

Y/n:I'm not saying it's not fun, just that it's the third time this month.

My bloody gf☠️❤️:How about this, then? We'll cuddle, and I can hold you when you're scared,I'll pull you into my chest and play with your hair, I'll also bring snacks and blankets. How does that sound?

Y/n:Fine, but you owe me one

My bloody gf☠️❤️: sure dear I'll remember that and I'll be waiting for you.

Rose lacroix

Bob ros(e)s🎨💛:help me

Y/n:What happened rose, are you OK?

Bob ros(e)s🎨💛:I spent like 2 hours painting I'm about to fall asleep. I need coffee

Y/n: No, you need rest I'll bring you tea and blankets and help you sleep ok?

Bob ros(e)s🎨💛:thanks you're the bebsjdhdjshuk

Y/n:rose,did you fall asleep while writing that?

[onekeii]

9:28pm. lee felix

pairings: lee felix x fem!reader

genre: romance, fluff

warnings: mentions of food, reader struggles to eat, reader is having a bad day, not proofread

word count: 900

a/n: my friend was feeling a little down today so i quickly wrote this for her <3 we all need a little lee felix in our lives

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It was Monday again. You followed the same routine you do every day. You hit snooze two times, finally growing sick of falling in and out of sleep and rolling out of bed on the third ring. Your morning shower doesn’t wake you up like you thought it would, only making you miss your bed even more after you step out into the cold. Not just your bed, but Felix’s too.

You wished you could stay there all day, wrapped up in his arms as he pulls the blanket over the two of you, hiding you from the harsh world you would soon have to step in to. As you pass him on your way to the kitchen, it takes all your strength to lightly nudge him awake.

“Felix, wake up, I’m going to make breakfast,” you coo, wincing when he scrunches up his face.

You hated doing this every morning, pulling him out of his peaceful slumber. But if you didn’t, he would be late for work. It was just another Monday – you both had lives to get on with. Groaning, he stumbles out of bed with his eyes shut, mumbling a quick good morning before disappearing into the bathroom.

Breakfast was just another variation of French toast. You both ate in silence, mentally preparing for the day ahead. Prodding at your toast with your fork, you eventually let it fall to the plate with a clatter and take it away, scraping what you didn’t eat – most of it – into the bin.

“Are you not hungry?” Felix asks, eyebrows furrowed with concern, “You’ve got a long day.”

“I just didn’t feel like it today – I’ll grab a snack on the way there.”

He’s still suspicious, but trusts your judgement. He doesn’t say another word on the matter. When he’s done, he walks you to the bus stop, kissing you goodbye on the cheek before heading for his stop, which was in the complete opposite direction. You always reminded him that you could make it to the bus stop on your own, but he insisted on walking with you anyway.

“If it means we get to spend an extra few minutes with each other, I’ll take it,” he pointed out.

Those extra few minutes were usually enough to prepare you for the day. Not today, though.

Your morning was spent staring at your unread emails. There were always so many on a Monday. Why do people email over the weekend? You held your head in your hands. Four hours later and you still hadn’t responded to a single one. When your boss checks up on you at lunch, she smiles at you pitifully and allows you to take the rest of the day off, believing your lie about having a migraine.

You did not have a migraine. You still felt like crying, though, and you almost did on the bus home. The bright lights of the office and the ticking of the clock only made you feel worse, reminding you of every passing minute that you spent staring at your screen.

When you finally got home, you crawled back under the bed covers almost immediately. You had been thinking of this all morning, but it didn’t feel right. The covers were cold, and your boyfriend’s body next to yours was missing. You check your phone, wondering if he’s updated you about his day, eager to feel his presence even a tiny bit.

[Felix] i’m sorry, but i have to work late today

[Felix] i was really looking forward to your cooking tonight, too

[You] it’s okay, i came home early anyway

[You] i didn’t feel too well

[Felix] i’ll be back as soon as i can

[Felix] take care of yourself. for me, okay?

Putting your phone down, you decide to pass the time until Felix’s, now postponed, return by sleeping.

When he finally returns, it’s already 9:28pm. You’re sat up in bed, in the same position you have been for hours, biding your time by watching any random video that was recommended to you. This one was an analysis on a movie you had never even heard of before.

The door slowly creeks open, his head popping out from between the crack to check on you. He says nothing, only sticking his tongue out and pulling a silly face. You laugh for the first time all day. Satisfied, he shuts the door and returns a couple minutes later with a mug in his hands, hot steam escaping from the top. He waits for you to sit up before carefully handing it to you.

“Hot chocolate?” you ask, trying to make out what the drink was from the smell, your vision hindered by the darkness surrounding you.

“For the prettiest girl in the world,” he smiles, closing the blinds, which you had been meaning to do since you came home.

He crawls under the covers from the bottom end, peeping his face out from the top with a boo! You scoff, but he just grins.

“Made you smile.”

“You always make me smile.”

He rests his head on your chest and wraps his arms tightly around you, careful not to nudge you too much that you spill your drink. Your day ends with everything in your world put right – Felix’s restful figure snuggled up to you, his head rising and falling on top of your chest with every breath you take.

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Chapter 20: Prom preparations

You & Eddie had an amazing morning together you made him your stuffed French toast with fresh berries & bacon he told you he’s starting to feel spoiled eating all the homemade food you’ve been feeding him. You’re just glad to have someone other then yourself and occasionally robin & Steve for movie nights enjoy your food. In fact your so good at cooking both robin & Steve have you making them something at least once a week. Eddie found out the theme of the prom midnight masquerade now you both need to hope you can find the appropriate accessories for your outfits. Eddie heads home because he has a short shift at the shop covering for another worker & you & Robin decided you’re going to head out on the town to try to find the perfect masquerade masks. Falling upon a costume store mostly known for renting character suits for children’s birthday parties window shopping throughout the whole place robin finds the perfect mask for herself white with emerald gems around the cat eye shaped eye holes you see a phantom of the opera mask knowing damn well it’s literally screaming for you to get it for Eddie so you do not finding one for yourself you start to get nervous until Robin comes running through the aisle stumbling over her feet & trying to catch her breath “think-I-found-something” taking a breath between each word you follow her to the glass case in the front inside is an arrangement of costume jewelry brooches & you then see it a black lace mask with littered with rubys the same rubys that are on the tie clip you got for Eddie 2 satin ribbons attached to the sides your eyes light up in excitement especially when you see a few accessory pieces to add with it. On the ride back you both pull in the McDonald’s drive thru for a quick lunch before heading back to your house to check out everything you bought. Robin eyes your haul “that headband is cute!! I have no idea how to do hair or makeup so I’m gonna need your help jame OHHH I love that necklace!! We should definitely put some extra gems on your headband well looks more like a crown but still it’d make it pop more” she’s talking a mile a minute & you love that she feels comfortable enough to ramble away when she’s with you. You both are wondering how you’re all getting there beings robin & Steve are going as friends & you & Eddie are going as a new couple so Robin decided to talk Steve & Eddie both into leaving as a group hoping you all didn’t have to pile in the van in such nice clothes although you love hanging in the van with Eddie it’s certainly not the kind of vehicle to take 4 people out in dress attire. You & Robin dig through all your makeup & hair accessories pulling the perfect pieces for robin to set aside & yourself you’re quite proud of yourself with all you’ve accomplished today. Everything’s set to go with just a day and a half left until the big night. You just hope it’s the magical night you’ve always dreamed of & not the hellish nightmare you experienced at your own but knowing you’ll be with someone who wants to be with you as much as you want to be with them keeps your heart content. If you could control the way things went you’d have Eddie forever & hope he wants to have a forever with you. He’s been calling you almost on a schedule morning hellos and goodnights & sweet dreams you couldn’t ask for anything better. He even invited you to band practice next week & to the Hideout for his next show with his band you’d be lying if you said you weren’t excited you were buzzing with energy lately not wanting this feeling to ever go away. You & Robin decided it’s best to have a girls night tomorrow so you both could spend the whole day getting ready. You gave Eddie the mask you found for him he was elated eyes popping out of his head “princess it’s PERFECT!” You hug him nestling your face into his shirt “you know me so well this is exactly what I was gonna go out & try to find to go with everything I just hope Wayne’s here to help me with my tie I’m used to clip ons” you giggle & you both spend the day watching horror movies together snuggled on the sofa.

[newtthetranswriter]

The Best Birthday

(art credit goes to me, I drew this a while ago)

Word count: 2424

Paring: Akkun x Reader

Summary: He's used to his birthday being overshadowed, but this year it's all a trick to make it the best day yet.

Warnings: Nothing really, forgotten birthdays maybe? Let me know if there is anything I missed.

A/N: This was written very last minute as I was only made aware that Today is Akkun’s birthday like three days ago, and I only figured out a good idea last night for it. Not only is it Akkun’s birthday, but he just needs more love in general, so feel free to request more of him. Any ways enjoy and Remember to Hydrate or Diedrate

    Today is Akkun’s birthday, and I came up with a good idea on how to spend it. It may seem a little mean what I have planned, but I know he’s going to love it. 

     I woke up earlier than I normally would on a Saturday to start preparing for the plans. I had to text all our friends to make sure they remembered their parts in all of this. The basics of the plan was everyone act like it’s a normal day, no happy birthday texts, no asking for his plans, just pretend like it’s a normal day, when in reality while I’m dragging him around doing Christmas shopping, Takemichi and the others will be at our apartment setting up a surprise party.

     Before Akkun woke up, I made a small breakfast and a pot of coffee, which isn’t abnormal as we agreed when we moved in together who ever gets up first on the weekends makes breakfast. As I was setting the plates of French toast on the table, I was greeted by my loving red-headed boyfriend as he entered the kitchen.

     “Good morning, love, what’s on the agenda for today?” He asked, obviously wondering what I had planned for his birthday.

     I just shrugged in response, and pretended to think for a moment. “I was thinking we could go out and find a Christmas tree, maybe get some presents for the gang. We could even get some lunch. What do you think?” I asked, acting like I had no clue what the importance of today was. 

     Seeing his face drop slightly almost made me break, knowing for a lot of his childhood his birthday was either made to be about Christmas or completely forgotten in the flurry of the holidays, but I had to remind myself that this was all to give him the best birthday ever. “Okay, sounds good, maybe we can come home and watch a movie after?” He asked, quickly recovering from the disappointment of his birthday being ‘forgotten’.

     “Yeah, that’d be great.” I responded, trying not to break at how truly disappointed he sounded. We sat down and enjoyed the breakfast I made while talking about what we wanted to get everyone for Christmas. After cleaning up our dishes, we quickly got dressed and headed out for the day.

     While in the car on the way to the mall, Akkun kept checking his phone with a disappointed face. “Everything okay?” I asked as we pulled into the mall parking lot.

     “Yeah, yeah. Everything's fine.” He said with an obviously fake smile. I made eye contact trying to make sure we weren’t going too far with this plan, luckily even though there was disappointment I could still see hope. I held onto the hope that I could make it through this shopping trip without caving and telling him everything.

     Once in the mall, we went into many stores, grabbing a few things here and there we thought our friends would like. Getting everyone some little things, not wanting to go over board and save some money. After a few hours we stopped at the food court getting a quick lunch. Almost as soon as we sat down, Akkun was looking at his phone again, once again looking upset at the lack of birthday wishes.

     “Are you sure everything’s ok? Every time you check your phone, you get this disappointed look on your face. Did something happen to one of the guy’s or something?” I asked, still trying not to blow my cover.

     He quickly put his phone down and held my hand across the table. “Everything’s fine, I told you that earlier. I promise if there was anything bothering me, I would tell you right away.” He said with a genuine smile.

     I looked at him skeptically before responding. “If you’re sure, then okay. After we finish eating, let’s take this stuff out to the car and go look for a Christmas tree.” I said to him going back to eating.

     We had finished eating and had got all the Christmas presents into the car when my phone started ringing. Akkun looked at me confused, trying to see the caller ID on the phone as I picked it up, trying to hide who I was talking to. “Hello, what’s up?” I asked Takemichi, as he was the one to call me.

     He tried to keep his voice down so Akkun couldn’t hear him as he spoke. “Y/n everything is set up if you want to come back now, I can’t imagine it's easy doing this.” He told me, making me smile, knowing I could end the game sooner and stop Akkun’s suffering.

     “Yeah, we can do that, no problem. Thanks for letting me know.” I said hanging up the phone. I turned to a very confused Akkun as he sat in the passenger seat. “We’ll have to go find a tree another day, one of our neighbors flooded their apartment and the landlord wants us to make sure there’s no damage to our place.” I explained why we were changing plans, which is a total lie, but I digress. 

     He gave me a concerned look. “We can always go find a tree tomorrow, as long as everything is good back home.” He said, agreeing to finding the tree another day. I could also tell he was just ready to go home, even if he thought he was going to check for water damage that wasn’t even real.

     When we pulled into the parking lot of our apartment, we quickly got out of the car, ignoring the groceries. Making our way up to our apartment, I cuckold tell Akkun was suspicious when we were a couple doors down as there was no water in the hall or concerned neighbors being frantic about water damage. “What’s going on, Y/n? I thought you said a neighbor had flooded their apartment.” He asked as he stopped right outside our door. It was clear he figured something out.

     “Nothing's going on, I promise, just go inside and you’ll see.” I said, not wanting to give away the surprise. He raised his eyebrow at me, skeptical. After a moment of contemplation, he slowly opened the door. He was greeted by our friends yelling ‘Happy Birthday’ and he froze. Taking this as my cue, I wrapped my arms around his torso, resting my head on his shoulder. “See, nothing's going on, just a party for the best boyfriend ever.” I smiled up at him.

     After he got over his shock, he turned in my hold, placing a kiss to my lips. “Thank you.” He said in between kisses. 

     We were interrupted by Yamagishi yelling at us, “Hey, we’re here to stop making out in the doorway.” We pulled apart with a chuckle before joining the group sitting in our living room. “So Akkun, did we do a good job tricking you or what?” Yamagishi asked as we sat down.

     Shaking his head, Akkun rolled his eyes. “You guys really fooled me. I was beginning to think you all forgot.” He said, even though he was smiling at his friends, I could tell that it had truly hurt when he thought we had forgotten him.

     Squeezing his hand, I spoke up. “I’m sorry for tricking you, I know you’ve had a lot of shit birthdays. It was just the only way we could pull this off. There’s no way I could forget anything to do with you.” I smiled at him. He smiled back with a quiet thanks, before Takemichi interrupted all the current conversations with a question about cake. “We haven’t even eaten dinner, and you want cake?” I asked the man sitting across the room with messy hair.

     He just nodded in response, it seems his time spent around Mikey has produced a massive sweet tooth. Everyone just laughed at him before Yamamoto suggested we play some games first, receiving agreement from everyone.

    We then spent the afternoon playing Mario Kart, Super Smash Bros and a few other multiplayer switch games before order pizza for dinner. When the pizza arrived, we ate it while watching some Jujutsu Kaisen.

    “Okay now that dinner is done, let’s get presents out of the way before cake.” I suggested standing up from my spot next to Akkun. Everyone nodded before they moved to get what gifts they had brought. Once we all got back to the living room with our gifts the boys started to fight over who would give him gifts first, not wanting to deal with the bickering I spoke up. “Takemichi how about you start, and we’ll go around the room, ending with me.”

    Everyone seemed to agree, even with Yamagishi shouting that I wanted to go last, so I can one up everyone else’s gifts, earning an eye roll and glare from me. After people calmed down from laughing at Yamagishi’s comment, Takemichi gave Akkun his gift. It was a framed picture from our middle school days, specifically the night at Musashi Shrine after a Toman meeting when Akkun had worked up the nerve to finally ask me out. It was one of our best memories together, and it was clear from the look on Akkun’s face, he had no clue this picture existed.

    “When did you take this picture ‘Michi” Akkun asked looking at his friend. “I could've sworn no one was there when this happened.” He just received a cheeky smile from the black haired man.

    After he set aside the picture, he opened the next gift, this one being from Yamamoto. Pulling the gift from the bag, he was once again confused. It was a hoodie which isn’t that weird, but this one was from an amusement park we had gone to for our four-year anniversary, not just the same park but a special addition from the year we went. He looked from Yamamoto to me, utterly confused, why would Yamamoto get a keepsake from our fourth anniversary. Trying to deflect a little, Yamamoto spoke up, “I remember you guys saying you wanted to get that hoodie, but they were sold out, and I found it online so I figured why not.” He shrugged before motioning for the next person to give their gift.

   Each gift made him more confused as I just smiled to myself, glad it was all coming together. Every gift was a keepsake from different points in our relationship, a take-out menu from our first date, ticket stubs from a concert we went to, pictures taken of the two of us when we weren’t paying attention just being us. I could tell he was trying to figure out why our friends were giving him gifts that held some importance to the two of us. “While I do love all these gifts, but can I ask why are they all in relation to mine and Y/n’s relationship?” He asked, looking at a picture of us eating take-out using a box as a table when we first moved into our apartment together. 

    Our friends just shrugged and then looked at me. Knowing that everyone had giving him their gifts, I decided it was time to stand up. After standing, I pulled Akkun to stand with me in the middle of our living room, in front of all our friends. I held both his hands in front of me, and looked him in the eye before speaking.

    “Atsushi, I know today has been confusing. From everyone pretending to have forgotten your birthday, sorry again for that one, to all of our friends giving you different memories from our eight years together, but I promise there is a reason for all of it.” I watched his expression morph from confusion to surprise as spoke. “The truth is everything was part of my plan to make this special. If we made you think we forgot, I figured you wouldn’t expect this. Then the gifts were so we could take a small trip down memory lane with our friends, looking at the big and small events that lead me to make this decision. I know you have probably already figured out where I’m going with this, so I’ll cut to the chase.” Reaching into my back pocket, I pulled out a small ring box. I opened it to reveal a simple ring with two small gems in the shape of a heart, one being turquoise and the other being amethyst, our birthstones. “Atsushi Sendo, would you do me the honor of marrying me?” I asked with a large smile on my face.

   I could see the utter shock on his face, it was obvious he never expected this to be the turn his birthday would take. “Of course, that’s a stupid question.” He said, pulling me in for a passionate kiss. Our moment was interrupted by the flash of a camera, we turned to see a smiling Hinata holding a camera up. She waved and whispered a small sorry, before she was interrupted by Yamagishi shouting again.

   “Congrats, can we eat cake now?” He asked. All he got in response was Akkun taking the ring out of the box before chucking said box at his friend’s head. Yamagishi tried to duck out the way leading to the box hitting Takemichi in the face. After which, chaos in sued throughout the apartment.

   Laughing at his friends, Akkun pulled me closer to his chest, as Takemichi started to chase Yamagishi through the living room. “Thank for this. It truly has been the best birthday I could ask for.” He placed a kiss to the top of my head. “Honestly, I don’t think I could ask for a better partner in this life, I mean, who else would be fine with two grown men running around their house because of a ring box.” He said with a chuckle.

   I rolled my eyes watching the two. “I’m not fine with it, I’ve just accepted it. Plus, if they stay distracted, more cake for us.” I said, turning to look in his eyes. He let out another laugh in response, before we nodded in silent agreement to try and get cake without our friends realizing.

   Eventually, Takemichi and Yamagishi calmed down when they realized we were eating cake. We all sat and enjoyed the cake before our guests left for the night, leaving us to enjoy the rest of our night. Basking in the joyful realization that we are now engaged after so many years together. Ready to start the next phase of our life.

[favoriteblogonthecitadel]

15 questions for 15 friends

Thank you @pigeontheoneandonly for tagging me! :)

ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?: My mom apparently read through a few baby name books to find my first name, but my middle name was picked after my grandma.

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?: A week or two ago. I was feeling particularly sensitive (thank you, hormones) and I was curious whether my dog, who expresses love by licking, has figured out by now that my weird human kissy sounds are my equivalent of affection. So I started Googling "does my dog know--" and came across so many searches along the lines of "does my dog know I love them?" that I started crying about how much people love their pets and how much they want to make sure the pets are aware of this.

DO YOU HAVE KIDS?: Nope.

WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/HAVE YOU PLAYED?: I rotated through a bunch of sports as a kid (roller skating, swimming, basketball, flag football). In my adult years, I'm more of a "go jogging or do a YouTube workout routine once a month" kind of person.

DO YOU USE SARCASM?: Yes, but I tend to accidentally make it very deadpan, so people who don't know me well are often confused because they think I'm serious lmao. I do love using sarcasm around those who know me, especially my partner. Good-humored sarcastic/silly banter is a love language and the way to my heart.

WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?: The look in their eyes. I get a feeling for someone's attitude and intentions pretty intuitively from this, and decide how genuinely myself I want to be around them.

WHAT'S YOUR EYE COLOUR?: Brown-eyed gang unite!

SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?: Well-earned happy endings and well-justified scary movies (not a fan of watching people suffer for the sake of suffering, but some themes in scary movies are fascinating).

ANY TALENTS?: Words. Writing is part of it, but I've also been told I have a way of saying things that just clicks or expresses things thoughtfully, which I take as a huge compliment. I also make really good brownies and recently learned I'm a great teacher.

WHERE WERE YOU BORN?: The Yucatán Peninsula.

WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES?: Reading, gaming, writing, teaching my cryptid dog how to behave in polite society.

DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?: See above! Yali is a xoloitzcuintle, but has also been described by myself and my friends as part cat, part jackal, part deer. Yali picture under the cut :)

HOW TALL ARE YOU?: 5'4"

FAVOURITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?: I love learning in general, but I think my favorite subject was languages; which, growing up in Mexico, mostly entailed learning English. Once I tested out of that, I switched to French, which was also fun.

DREAM JOB?: I plan to be the clinician that people go see when they need to check in about their brain's health. I also want to be a leader in the field to help make sure that Spanish speakers, low-income/uninsured, and other marginalized folks have access to those services.

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