#mine: mi high

[felicitykings]

M.I. HIGH (2007-2014)

[ghoullnextdoor]

🔮✨️ Self-Care at its highest form ✨️🔮

[whorejolras]

i'm saying it. i don't think joly would work in a hospital. i think his medical career would be informed by his politics + radicalisation and his + his friends regular drug use, he would be outraged at how the medical industry handles drug users, also at the medical industrial complex in general, so he would find a reputable community led harm reduction organisation to work for 🫶🏻

[brotherdusk]

btw!

[ashmp3]

my hater moment for the day yes it’s 8.30 in the morning but whatever like if you have a skinny narrow nose from the front in my head your nose is not big like at the very least it’s at the bottom of the big nose pyramid

[perhapsifcake]

a belated submission for doflaminbros week hosted by @opdoffyzine & @corazine!! this was for the day 1 prompt 'high school au' :)

[coffeeastronaut]

the shitscript is in fact a a a shitscript but crowley and aziraphale's 6000 years of crowley cheating at checkers every time and aziraphale never wins is seriously so insanely funny. like.

aziraphale is not at all stupid, let alone enough for crowley's literal "whats that outside!!!! [snatches his pieces]" but the fact that he KNOWS hes been cheating this whole time and has been LETTING him is so fucking funny.

not for the reason the script gives (something something its aziraphale's lame moral lesson that even he knows is stupid, but only after an 11 year old points it out to him) but for the reason ive invented in my mind, which is that this is yet another example of their looserman weirdo foreplay

[prettygirlgerard]

dime si puedo enviarte mi corazón ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

[appalachy]

Ok this is a little awkward helped my two friends with their writing part of the proficiency exam and got them higher scores than i did for myself 💀 i still got a C1 in it ofc but less points than them and i wont stand for that

[1980ssunflower]

i need to run into the arms of my ryan rn 😭💔💔

[felicitykings]

I'm lucky. Because I work for MI9 and I get to defeat the villain, and rescue the princess for real. Hey! Sometimes it's the princess who rescues the knight, remember?

M.I. HIGH (2007-2014) ↳ Dan & Zoe

[ghoullnextdoor]

Snow Conez 🍧

THC 26.8% ✨️

[protect-namine]

you'd think that having to study rizal's books extensively, twice (once in high school, once in university) I would get sick of them, but I... kinda want to revisit noli me tangere? and el fili, of course

I remember watching a play of noli once and was just so moved by the actress for sisa. and I mean, who wouldn't be

[many-shades-of-violence]

reacting to their s/o being pregnant I Corazon, Doflamingo, Law, Smoker, Sabo, Ace, Kid

Corazon, the gentle and caring soul he is, would notice subtle changes in your behavior and appearance before you even realized you're pregnant.

He'd probably start by making your favorite meal or fetching things you might need without even asking. Not because he knows exactly what's going on, but because his maternal instincts are subconsciously strong.

One day, he returned from work to find you asleep in his feather coat, nestled on your shared bed with a positive pregnancy test on the sideboard. Shocked, he slipped, inadvertently waking you up. As you opened your eyes, you saw the tall giant on his buttocks in front of the bed, all teary-eyed.

He'd approach you with a sweet smile and a gentle touch, hugging you in a warm embrace and assuring you that he's there for you no matter what.

"Mi amor, you've given me the greatest gift of all. I promise to be by your side every step of this journey, just as you've been by mine."

Doflamingo's reaction might be a bit unexpected. He's not known for his compassion, but the news would still surprise him since he's always keen on protection.

He'd likely raise an eyebrow and give a smirk at the news, questioning you with his signature teasing tone, "Well, well, how unexpected. Don't tell me you forgot your pill on purpose."

Despite his initial demeanor, he'd keep a close eye on you, ensuring your comfort and well-being, even if he doesn't openly express it. Despite trusting Diamante and Trebol with his life, he would keep them at an arm's length away from you.

His soft side might manifest through subtle actions like providing comfort during late-night cravings, secretly getting things you wish for, or wrapping you in his pink feather coat.

"Well, well, well, it seems life has thrown us an interesting curveball. Don't think I'm going soft now, but I'll make sure you're taken care of. After all, I wouldn't want anything to happen to the future ruler of Dressrosa."

Law, with his cool and collected exterior, might take a moment to process the news before his emotions catch up. He had already guessed what was up from your antsy behavior and Bepo telling him about your frequent late-night kitchen visits, but reality hit differently.

He'd likely pause, his gaze softening as he looks at you nervously biting your lip, almost certain he would react with disdain. Instead, a small, genuine smile would grace his lips, before he placed his hat on your head and embraced you in a warm hug, reassuring you of his stance.

Not much phased by obstetrics, he would start researching everything about pregnancy and childbirth, wanting to be as informed as possible to support you. Naturally, he would deliver the baby himself, his Room providing a secure and painless environment for you. He's too protective to let anyone else handle it.

While he might not show it outwardly, he'd be incredibly protective and make sure your needs are met, especially health-wise. Regular check-ups are a must, and if Shachi and Penguin annoy you, they can be sure to experience some rearranged limbs.

"You're amazing, you know that? I'm not sure I'm quite fit to be a father, but if we're going to navigate this together, I promise to do everything in my power to ensure you and the baby are safe and healthy. We've got this."

Smoker would show a mix of surprise and concern upon hearing the news, his gruff exterior cracking just a bit.

He´d ask questions related to your health, ensuring that you're taking proper care of yourselves. He'd be on high alert, especially since he tends to smoke heavily.

As time goes on, he'd soften around the edges, finding himself more attentive and willing to offer help and assistance, even quitting smoking around you.

He might not express his emotions openly, but his actions would speak volumes, like quietly making sure you don't overexert yourselves or subtly rearranging your environment for safety.

"I never planned for something like this, but just know I've got your back. Make sure you're taking care of yourself, and if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask. I'll be keeping a close eye on you."

Sabo's reaction would likely be a mix of joy and a hint of nervousness, as he'd want to ensure the best for you and the baby.

He'd start leaving cute notes or small gifts for you, showing his excitement in his own sweet way.

Sabo would take on the role of an unofficial cheerleader, always ready to provide you encouragement and reassurance.

He'd also engage in deep conversations with you about your future as parents and what you envision for your family. Luffy, Ace, and Koala would often visit and assist you with whatever you need.

"I can't even express how happy and blessed I feel right now. You and our baby mean everything to me. Let's face this adventure together, with all the love and support we need."

Ace would be the embodiment of enthusiasm and excitement, immediately hugging you and spinning you around in a joyful embrace.

He'd become even more attentive than usual, constantly checking in on you and asking if you need anything.

Given his troubled childhood and strained relationship with his own dad, he might face phases of doubt. However, if you have his back as much as he does during his enthusiastic phases, you'll quickly pull him out of it.

You can bet he'd be doing research on how to be the best dad, and he'd share interesting and quirky facts he found on the internet.

He'd proudly proclaim the news to Luffy, Ace, and Garp, and he'd be the one organizing a surprise baby shower with Marco's help.

"I still can't believe all of this. We're going to be parents! I promise to make our family life full of love and appreciation. Just trust me on this."

Kid's reaction might be a mix of surprise and a bit of concern about how this new development might affect his life plans.

However, as time goes on, he'd find himself growing more attached to the idea of becoming a parent.

He'd be the one to plan practical things like ensuring the home is baby-proofed and preparing for the baby's arrival in a pragmatic way.

Slowly, his tough exterior would soften, and he'd become more openly supportive and affectionate towards you, showing that he's fully invested in this new chapter of your lives.

"Honestly, I didn't see that coming, but I'm not one to shy away from challenges. We're in this together, and I'll do whatever it takes to make sure you and the baby are safe. You can count on me."

[neil-gaiman]

Hello Mr Neil,

I want to share how I feel about Sherryl the supermodel from Good Omens. You've answered a question previously when someone felt that her representation was lacking empathy (re the visual effects note in the script book, although the scene was cut), and I want to offer my thoughts to help people who felt that way about Sherryl.

The book (Good Omens, not the scripts, which I haven't read) plays with dark topics and makes them absurd and fun, aiming the jabs at the systems that (mis)guide or harm people (there are Beliefs, the People who Believe them, and the odd ways of living that make sense to them). Famine's D-Plan sums up the diet industry and a culture of starvation: of course we don't laugh /at/ Sherryl, we understand (because of everything the novel sets up) that like every other human she does her best with the frameworks she's got. It's empathetic, because that's what Good Omens is. Understanding that let me reframe the knee-jerk reaction I had on my first read of the scene in the book.

[For the TV show, though, as you've explained in the past, certain things had to be adapted to the time. I wonder sometimes - because I know that you do these things well - how you felt about approaching Sherryl nearly 30 years later.]

I think the trouble for me was that the scene in the book felt cruel at first. Now, I think 'A skeleton in a Dior dress' beautifully sums up the sacrifice of her humanity to become New York's top model. It's death dressed up - that's how such extremely-ill supermodels *should* appear to us if only we were unblinkered. One should see plainly the actual violence in an emaciated person's appearance. Maybe growing up with early 2000s aggressive body-shaming British TV shows and an overweight mother of Sherryl's generation as well as personal experience of anorexia made the 'skeleton' image feel cruel, now-overdone and recognisable to the nastiest unhealed bits in my psyche.

I think the frightened human animal in me initially recoiled from the dehumanisation. The pit of me jerked at the descriptions of Sherryl that felt like real insults, pulled straight from mainstream body-shaming media of my formative years. Of course, Good Omens predates this - thin was in, religiously, and the scene was subversive then - but that was my initial bodily feeling, not a thoughtful response. I describe it to illustrate where the challenge was, after we've gone from skinny worship in the 90s, to domestic skinny enforcement, to skinny shame, to wherever we are now in the popular orthorexic fitness culture and clean-eating minefield etc etc. Starvation dehumanises, and Sherryl was sick to the point of being inhuman - the scene under a microscope might feel complicit in dehumanisation to the sensibilities of teens and young adults today (for the same reason that people in Trafalgar Square can't see England), but within the book it humanises Sherryl by showing you plainly what awful thing has happened to her.

What the book did for me was let me delight in a sense of humour that makes difficult things totally absurd and therefore perfectly understandable. It told me, everyone is doing their best (to the best of their understanding), and when the fun-poking poked at my own pressure points, it said, lovingly, yes, you too. Many things about the book are like laughing with a friend or receiving a warm hug - it makes the big things so silly, and shared, and okay.

Thanks :) x <3

I am glad that is how you saw her. That is how we saw her. (I'm reminded of the only time I was ever at a high fashion event, where I found myself profoundly shocked by the incredible thinness of the models, and how sorry for them I felt, and how I wanted to feed them soup and stew and sandwiches. And of a high fashion model I knew a little, when she went out with a friend of mine, who told me that some girls she knew used heroin to stop the hunger pains, injecting themselves between their toes, and later I learned that my friend broke up with her when he learned she was a heroin addict.)

[hiitsm]

Beneath the Surface: The First Piece

Beneath the Surface is for 18+ only.

Angst, Fluff & Smut is included in this First Piece.

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Other parts of Beneath the Surface: The Broken Heart Pieces

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You lay on your bed in pure satisfaction, all your thoughts blissfully vanished.

You couldn't even think, how could you?, with your girlfriend making love to you the way she did.

That perfect, gentle way she mostly had.

Your eyes are closed, your legs are spread, you felt her weight mostly on your left side as she rocked herself back and forth on your thigh.

It was an intimate rhythm you cherished deeply.

Her fingers moved deeply inside you, hitting all your perfect spots, rocking in sync with her entire body.

The sound of her soft moans could bring you to the edge at any moment, but you hold back.

You don't want this to end.

You can tell your girlfriend is close. She's been on edge since her match ended, perhaps even before it began.

You thought she wanted to be rough, but you were so wrong.

This gentle intensity is even better.

She leans in and kisses your neck softly, drawing a gentle moan from you, which makes her grin. "Are you close, bebita? We can come together," she whispers in your ear. You meet her gaze and kiss her softly.

"You can pull me right over the edge with your strong thigh, bebita," she adds, biting your neck lightly. She sits up a bit and watch your body with a soft gaze. It makes you blush.

"Eres tan hermosa, mi vida," this makes you moan, her Spanish sending shivers down your spine.

"| can't hold on much longer, amor," you confess, your breath hitching.

It makes her grin, knowing you've been holding back, not wanting this moment to end.

She curled her fingers lightly inside you, kissing your collarbone softly as her pace quickened on your thigh.

You glanced down and saw her movements, a sight that always unraveled your restraint.

In that moment, you knew you wouldn't be able to hold back any longer.

She felt you clenching around her fingers, hearing you moan softly and say her name. A sound she would never tire of.

A wave of emotion rushed through her body.

"You've been so good to me, mi vida," she whispered.

"I'm the luckiest woman alive, with you by my side." Her words made your heart flutter with love.

You flex the muscles in your thigh slightly, and as you hear her moan, you know you've made the right move.

Her hips stutter, and her breath catches in her throat.

As she came down from her high, you kissed her temple softly, pulling her entire body onto yours, tracing gentle patterns on her back with your fingers.

"Soy la mujer más afortunada, Ale" you whispered tenderly.

Because in that moment, and in all the moments you spend with Alexia, you always feel like the luckiest woman alive.

Alexia loves with her whole soul.

If anyone asked you about it, you wouldn't even be able to explain it.

It's something you have to feel, and you are the fortunate woman who gets to experience it. You, who gets to feel her love.

Which is why you didn't see it coming.

You couldn't see it coming.

You had wanted to spend the rest of your life with her.

You had it all planned out, and you thought she was on the same page as you.

Oh, how wrong you were.

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"Mi vida, where are you off to in that outfit?" Alexia grabs your arms and pulls you close to her. You playfully roll your eyes.

"I'm wearing my cycling gear, so you tell me where I'm headed, Ale," you chuckle softly, turning in her embrace to gaze into her eyes.

"You and your gravel bike are going to be the death of me one day," she says, grabbing your ass firmly, and in an instant, you find yourself sitting on the kitchen counter.

"Oh, you like this outfit of mine, don't you?" you narrow your eyes slightly.

"Why does it have to be so tight? Nobody but me can see all of that ass," she gropes your backside again, squeezing it gently in her hands. You playfully roll your eyes while leaning in to give her a gentle kiss.

"You know," you start with a grin.

"When you come back from training and I return from biking" you pause, giving her a smug smile as you lean in, kissing her neck and biting down lightly.

"I promise you when we are both back, you can have my ass in every way," you whisper so softly that she barely hears, but you know she catches it as goosebumps rise on her neck.

"You promise me you feel ready again?," she checks in on you, it had been a while if you were completely honest. But yes, you were feeling ready again.

"Si," you tell her confidently.

She releases your ass and does her own little dance.

"Okay, Bebita, come on, go have your ride," she cheekily pulls you off the kitchen counter.

It makes you chuckle.

"I hope training will be quick for you," you give her a grin and a quick kiss before you reach for the door.

"Mi vida, wait!" Your arm is grabbed again as Alexia holds a new but beautiful pair of Oakley sports sunglasses in her other hand.

"This completes your outfit," she says, putting them on for you as you adjust your helmet. They fit perfectly together.

"Ale, your contract says no sharing" you almost take them off, but Alexia stops you.

"Please, they look so good on you. The fine is mine," she waves it off easily, but then adds, "and what's mine is mine, and what's mine is..." She waits for your response.

You playfully hit her arm before responding, "Mine," in a sarcastic way. "So we split the fine,'' she declares, laughing, pushing you gently out the door with a slap on your ass.

"See you later, amor," you blow her a kiss and you are off on your ride.

Not knowing that you won't get to see her for a while again.

Not knowing the depth of the hurt you will feel when you return to your apartment.

Not knowing that a letter on the kitchen counter will be waiting for you.

-

A few hours later you return to your apartment, expecting to find Alexia there as usual.

However, upon calling out her name, you are met with silence.

Curious and slightly concerned, you walk into the living room and kitchen, where you notice a letter waiting for you.

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To mi vida,

I've realized that I need some time to figure things out on my own. My mind has been full of doubts.

It's not because I don't love you - you know I do, with all my heart.

But there are aspects of myself that I need to explore and understand better.

I hope you can find it in your heart to give me the space that I need during this time.

I hope to get to see you when the time is right again.

Te amo mucho, Siempre,

Alexia

-

Tears streamed down your face as you read the letter, your heart shattering in two big pieces.

Or maybe your heart is shattering into a million little pieces.

Would you ever be able to pick up the pieces?

How could this be happening?

Just this morning, everything seemed fine between you two.

More than fine.

Doubt gnawed at you relentlessly.

Were there signs you missed?

Had you not been paying enough attention?

You had loved every aspect of her life, but now you wondered if there were parts she didn't like, parts she didn't share with you.

Doubts she didn't share with you.

Was it doubts about you?

Why didn't she tell you?

Should you have asked her more questions?

Why did she choose to leave this way, with a letter instead of a conversation?

You tried calling and texting her, desperate for answers, but there was no response.

Alone in your bed, consumed by grief, you couldn't help but cry.

You couldn't shake the feeling that all the shattered pieces of your heart would remain broken forever.

Because she is the very essence of your heart.

The very essence of your heart has shattered it completely.