#mocha daniels

[omnipointmuses]

Getting mating pressed by Mocha but she's so fat it's more like a smother press.

[cogimiun]

i recently impulse bought a $40 tablet after not drawing anything in like 10 years and christened it with a page of doodles using a random sanrio character generator on the advice of my artist friends @denpa-dere and @fwny!!

i had never seen cogimyun before this and now she might be my favorite

[paging-possum]

it is so vital that I know my characters' coffee orders

[fluffa-mocha-bean]

𝓑𝓾𝓻𝔂 𝓶𝓮 6 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻

ƪ(ړײ)‎ƪ​​

[formulawolff]

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪. setting it straight ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪.

pairing: female driver!reader x toto wolff

word count: idek tbh

warnings: age gap relationship, oral (f! receiving… toto is a munch confirmed) cursing, allusions to sex in public, toto being sexy, slight dom vibes (from toto), poorly translated german, probably some poor grammar, yadayadayada

a/n: i’m absolutely fried rn & it was missing toto and golden girl hours. i don’t apologize for this and will not be apologizing for how absolutely filthy it is!

his tongue drags.

it’s flattened against your soaked folds, carefully taking in the way your juices seep on to his tongue.

“t-toto,” the way his name falls from your lips is utterly sinful.

it’s a pant, a mere mewl brimmed with nothing but pleasure.

“what is it?” he’s nearly out of breath, intoxicated off your taste, “what is it, my love?”

“w-we shouldn’t,” your hips writhe, squirming as his hands envelop your thighs, tightening as the last few words tumble out, “we shouldn’t be doing this.”

“oh?” he cocks his head, “should i stop then?”

you’re teetering on the edge of cumming, just on the brink.

though, you don’t have to tell him that.

he’s well aware.

he can sense your ragged breathing, the way your chest heaves. how your battered clit throbs, swollen and engorged from his teasing tongue. your skin is nearly burning as the pads of his thumbs caress your inner thighs.

“please don’t stop.”

“are you sure?”

his mocha depths are almost a shade darker than usual, nearly an obsidian hue. they’re fiery with lust as he takes you in once again, absolutely soaked and aching.

aching for release.

he hums, prompting you to answer, “can i continue or are we done here?”

“you can’t just leave me like this,” you protest, shaking your head furiously, “please, toto. i need it.”

“and what do you need?” your jaw tightens as you notice the smug smirk, “tell me, baby. what do you need?”

“i need you to make me cum.”

“that’s all i needed to hear,” he clicks his tongue, obviously please with your answer.

there was really no explaining how you got to be in this position.

well, maybe there was.

it was a rough race weekend in spa.

with the disqualification, daniel’s little stunt, and your fourth place finish, it wasn’t really quite the weekend you had in mind.

you were over the moon for george of course. well, until the disqualification. that put toto in a pretty sour mood. not to mention the plethora of reporters and media following him around after that news broke. that really almost sent him over the edge.

and you didn’t want to him started on daniel’s little stunt either.

just before qualifying, you were in the garage with alex, recording a bit for your upcoming podcast episode. before you knew it, daniel was strolling in, wrapping an arm around your shoulders, proclaiming how much he missed you and how he wanted to rekindle your friendship.

the entire thing caught you completely off guard, your mind reeling as daniel shot you a wink, waving goodbye as he exited the paddock. it only lasted about three minutes, yet felt like an eternity.

and the worst part about it?

a fan recorded daniel as he left the garage, promptly posting it to their tik tok page. that tik tok was then plastered all over instagram and x, sparking all sorts of rumors.

rumors that you were possibly cheating on the team principal with daniel.

the incident left you speechless, unable to string together an incoherent thought, let alone focus on qualifying. you ended up placing eighth, one of the lower finishes you have had in quite some time. it left james questioning your ability to make a podium, not to mention the thousands of posts bashing you, undermining your skills and credibility as a driver.

although toto could see right through daniel, you could tell it had pissed him off.

more than he would have liked to admit.

so the moment you were alone, you found him in your driver’s room, locking the door, practically pouncing on you.

he wouldn’t say it, but you knew what he was doing.

he was setting the record straight.

reminding you that you were his.

and only his.

the only way he knew how.

“you’re mine, you know that?”

you blink, registering that he’s still positioned between your thighs, on his knees, hovering at the edge of the couch.

“is this about daniel?”

“natürlich ist es das,” his tongue darts out, circling around your clit, “ich musste dich daran erinnern, wem du gehörst.”

“hör auf damit,” you tsk, rolling your eyes, “you have nothing to worry about.”

“i know,” his lashes flutter as he murmurs, his gaze fixated on your drenched core. he lifts a finger, the digit tracing along your folds, “it’s not you i’m worried about. it’s him.”

“aber du bist der mann, den ich liebe.”

his heart skips a beat, the team principal’s lust dissipating for just a moment. he couldn’t help but melt at the softness in your voice, at the sureness in those words.

fuck, did he love you.

oh so much.

propelling himself upward, a hand connects with your cheek, thumb trailing along your cheekbone, “i love you, my sweet girl.”

“i love you more, toto.”

shaking his head, the team principal can’t help but grin, dimples forming as he notices your beautiful smile take shape.

“and i love you most.”

[paddockbunny]

Don’t Blame Me - prologue

Summary : You had it bad. You had it so damn bad for a man that was not your boyfriend. And when you arrive in Brazil and find out all the drivers were staying in the same hotel…what happens when it’s suddenly all out there to you, on a plate? Rating : 18+ Pairing : Daniel Ricciardo x Reader Word Count : SNIPPET/ONE SHOT Trigger Warnings : 18+, NSFW, adult language, no warnings yet for this mini chapter. Images : curated from Pintrest Authors Note: This is inspired by a post from @extra-ricciardo 💖 there will be a full imagine on this and it will be expanded upon - I’ve just not had the strength to be able to write it yet because I’m focusing on some health stuff x

Daniel was one of those guys. The type that would get under your skin. The type to get stuck in your brain and consume it. Devour every single corner of your mind. He would infiltrate the deepest, darkest parts of your conscience and even reach down deep into your soul. He was the type of guy that you couldn’t help but let yourself indulge and run away with the possibilities of being with him no matter how hard you tried to control it. Daydreaming over what it would be like to spend a night with him - and wake up naked beside him the following morning. He was the type of guy not to realise how every single time he so much as glimpse in your direction your skin darkened with an impossible blush. A burning, intense heat would crawl upon your neck and your cheeks when those deep mocha eyes shot a sideways glance at you.

Daniel was one of those guys. But he wasn’t your guy.

You were taken. Already claimed by another. You didn’t know Daniel even existed until after you had already started dating someone whom he considered one of his closest friends - but the feeling deep in your soul ignited the moment you were introduced and you were sure that if only you had met him first you would have, well, swiftly set about making him yours. He just had this raw magnetism that made you feel like a moth to a flame. When you were near him he intoxicated you. And you were positive he felt the same. There were flashes of it. You could see it in his eyes. He would slow down so he could walk closer to you, came to check in on you and make sure you were catered too, and you would catch him staring - even while you were with your boyfriend.

But again, you continually had to remind yourself, he wasn’t yours.

You knew that most girls would kill to have been you. You were dating a champion. A world champion. One that loved you. Really, really, loved you. He had fallen first and hard - so hard in fact he almost gave himself a concussion. He was all in within one single month. He wooed you with dinner at fancy restaurants and sent so many flowers to your apartment that it began to resemble a florists. He worked hard at making you fall for him and before Daniel you figured this was it, it was end game for you. But even you knew the fantasies of Daniel fucking Ricciardo weren’t harmless. Sure, if you were just a fan and you had a normal boyfriend then ok, they would have been totally normal. But your boyfriend was Max Verstappen. So no, the fantasies were not just harmless. They were dangerous, risky, worrying even.

But it didn’t stop your brain from imagining Daniel naked, every single time you so much as heard his name.

And it didn’t stop you wishing that someday you those images inside your head would turn into reality…

Find Part 1 Here

[succubus-interactivefiction]

Help! I Got Isekaied as a Lamia!!

Demo Coming Soon

Waking in a strange forest on a world obviously not yours you quickly discover that you have been isekaied not once, but twice, and to top it off you find that, despite growing up thinking you are human, you are in fact a lamia and have been since the day you were born, in this world.

Now as you begin to explore the world of your birth you will find allies, discover hidden villains, and take on quests beyond anything you could have ever imagined as you slowly uncover the reason you had been sent to Earth by your birth parents and why they died to ensure your survival.

Features

Play as a Cis or Trans woman, with full customization over your physical appearance, and your wardrobe.

Explore a strange world filled with isekai tropes.

As you journey you earn skill points and use them to learn a wide variety of skills ranging from the mundane to the fantastical.

Along the way you will meet a variety of others including your adventuring party, a beloved Queen and her court, the boisterous members of the local adventurers guild, and a demon searching for redemption.

Romance a number of women including two of your fellow adventurers, the kingdom's Queen, or a demon with a heart of gold. Includes one polyamorous triad*.

Form meaningful and lasting friendships with every RO instead of romancing them as well as many non-ROs.

Romance Options

Tatiana Luminus Asteria | Human/Angel Hybrid | Queen Age: 48 Height: 6’4” Build: Slender Eye Color: Glowing Gold Hair Color: Blonde Skin Tone: Pink Notable Features: Large wings growing from her hips Character Traits: Protective, Loving, Fierce Tropes: Age gap, Courtly love, Puppet Queen

Maple | Elf | Druid* Age: 79 Height: 6’1” Build: Slender Eye Color: Emerald Green Hair Color: Brunette Skin Tone: Tan Notable Features: Long narrow ears, ivy tattoos across body Character Traits: Shy, Intellectual, Green thumb Tropes: Airhead, Adorkable, Polytriad (Laura) Laura Argenta | Beastkin | Barbarian* Age: 23 Height: 5’6” Build: Muscular Eye Color: Yellow Hair Color: Raven black Skin Tone: Umber Notable Features: Fangs, Claws, Tail, Canine Ears Character Traits: Stoic, Quiet, Vicious Tropes: Feral lover, Monster girl, Polytriad (Maple)

Azarith | Demon | Abyssal Mage Age: ???? Height: 5’3” Build: Voluptuous Eye Color: Glowing Purple Hair Color: Snow White Skin Tone: Orchid Purple Notable Features: Extremely long, slender, spiny tail Character Traits: Flirty, Dense, Mean Tropes: Demonic lover, Sadistic, Redemption

Other Characters

Mark Argenta | Human | Knight Age: 24 Height: 6’4” Build: Muscular Eye Color: Green Hair Color: Blonde Skin Tone: Tan Notable Features: Scar over right eye Character Traits: Protective, Caring

Daniel Argenta | Human | Rogue Age: 17 Height: 5’3” Build: Slender Eye Color: Green Hair Color: Brown Skin Tone: Mocha Notable Features: Twitchy Character Traits: Mischievous, Carefree, Always fiddling

Elmina Kayran | Elf | Elven Crown Princess (MCs Aunt) Age: 126 Height: 6’6” Build: Slender Eye Color: Pale Green Hair Color: Black Skin Tone: Pale Notable Features: Long narrow ears, Darker hair color Character Traits: Haughty, Secretly a softy

Tarros Kayran | Elf | Elven King (MCs Grandfather) Age: 787 Height: 7’1” Build: Slender Eye Color: Glowing Green Hair Color: Blonde Skin Tone: Pink Notable Features: Long narrow ears, Scarred face Character Traits: Demanding, Hateful

[gilverrwrites]

Supernatural Taste and Smell Headcanons

I included a lot of characters (I think 24?), but if your fave didn't make the cut, just send me an ask!

Dean

Smell: Leather, cinnamon, and the kind of musk that only comes from an axe body spray, cause you know what man only buys whatever is quick and easy at the gas station. He’d also smell like gasoline.

Taste: Malty like beer, but sweet in the way bbq sauce is sweet.

Sam

Smell: I just feel like (when he’d not hunting) he smells clean, ya know? Citrusy and woody, kind of like D&G light blue, with undertones of like a ‘fresh’ scented fabric softener.

Taste: Kind of fruity but tart, like a berry smoothie.  Also just a little bit of like garlic, or mustard.

John

Smell: That man is a smoker, and you can’t tell me otherwise – at least later in life, way after the marines, and losing Mary. He always has a stale smoke smell on his clothes and lips. I recon he uses old spice or similar as an aftershave, so also like cloves/sage.

Taste: Again smoky, ashy, but also oaky and malty like bourbon.

Mary

Smell: Citrusy like Sam but darker, smokier (joke not intended) with hints of like jasmine, bergamot, and a little bit of vanilla. 100% the kind of smell that wraps you up if you come in for a hug.  

Taste: Chocolate, specifically the kinds with nuts and caramel, woman has a sweet tooth.

Castiel

Smell: I feel like all angels smell at least a little like parma violets, or some kind of sweet and subtle floral smell, be especially Cas. On top of that, he’d have like other earthy scentes, like honey,  patchouli, maybe a bit of amber.

Taste: Coffee, always coffee. When human/when he eats; grape jelly, and honey.

Jack

Smell: Like Cas he has the sort of clean, floral scent to him. I also think he would smell of peppermint and like a yankee candle version of warm vanilla. He just has a cosy, familiar smell to him.

Taste: Again I think minty, additionally like white chocolate and rose/flora flavours.

Bobby

Smell: Like old books, burnt candle wicks, motor oils, and nose hair singing whisky.

Taste: More than anyone else on this list (including Crowley) Bobby tastes like whisky. Not the good stiff though, that’s only for special occasions. He taste like Jim Beam and Jack Daniels.

Crowley

Smell: Like a bonfire!!! Smokey, warm, woody, with a hint of burnt sugar.

Taste: 100% Whisky, and dark chocolate.

Charlie

Smell: Charlie smells like she just stepped out of a fantasy book, like wildflowers, and peppercorn. Like strawberry and blackcurrant wine.

Taste: Like a vegan alternative to Nutella, creamy, chocolatey, nutty.

Meg

Smell: Surprisingly soft and clean. Milky, with almond and peach. Just a hint of leather and cedarwood underneath.

Taste: Salty and sweet, anise: like a strawberry liquorice.

Ruby

Smell: Like cedarwood, ginger, and pink pepper. Pleasant but sharp, and strong. Like it pulls you in from across the room.

Taste: Bold and sweet like cabernet sauvignon, starkly contrasted by pepperoni and cheesy pasta.

Lucifer

Smell: Similar to Jack, in that he smells clean and minty. However, his is sharper, harsher. There is lime, and moss, and mahogany.

Taste: Like pure Moroccan mint, with that like sweet sourness you get on things like a tangfastics or a sourpatch kid. Like if you’re not expecting it, or you taste it for to long it will make you squirm.

Gabriel

Smell: Like walking into the kitchen of a bakery just before opening and they’re prepping everything. Mocha, malted sugar, rich caramel, creamy vanilla.  

Taste: All of the above again! Just so sweet and creamy. Like a spoonful of sugar.

Raphael

Smell: Very similar to Cas, floral, but less earthy, and more sterile. Like aloe vera and antiseptic.

Taste: Again, very clean. He has a flavour the way cucumber has flavour? Refreshing, clean, but not notable.

Michael/Adam 😍

Smell: Kind of like the ocean, meets the forrest. Musk, white lilies, salt, collided with pine, sandalwood, and cedar. Cold, but familiar, ya know?

Taste: Hear me out: Fruit loops, and Dr Pepper. Like Michael has little say over what they eat, that’s all on Adam. And after the initial, ‘I haven’t eaten in 1200 years, I’m gonna eat everything I craved’ has worn off. He’s just like, a normal guy (who does not need to eat because he shares his body with an immortal angel). So, I can see him mostly reaching for snacks that make him feel good, that remind him of his mum, or his childhood, something comforting; like sugary cereals and fizzy drinks. I love them, I will take no criticism.

Rowena

Smell: Like an apothecary. Rich and indulgent. Very aromatic with lots of deep woody tones, sweet cherry, dark rose and other florally scents.

Taste: Like a bottle of mataro, or Nebbiolo wine. Spice, cherry, plum, smoke. She both smells and tastes intoxicatingly expensive.   

Chuck

Smell: Kind of musky, cottony, leafy. I don’t really imagine him smelling too strongly of anything.

Taste: Summary and tart, like a sea breeze cocktail. (Grapefruit, cranberry, lime – an acquired taste)  

Amara

Smell: Similar to Chuck, I sort of envision an absence of smell. Maybe just hints of amber, sandalwood, and a musky citrusy scent.

Taste: Like a white dessert whine, like Riesling. Dry but sweet. Honey, and pears.

Billie

Smell: Bergamot, rose, silk, and cocoa. Inviting and pleasant, but with an undertone of darkness.

Taste: Very similar to scent, sweet and warm but with an aftertaste of something bitter; blackcurrant and dark chocolate

Benny

Smell: Robust (Copper, ginger, tobacco,) but enticing (amber, cardamom, cinnamon).

Taste: I mean, I have tried really had to not add blood to any of the previous entries, but Benny undeniably tastes like blood.

Kevin

Smell: Not good. Pre-prophethood, not so much; I imagine like mint, green tea, jasmine, the kind of smell you would expects from a reasonably priced aftershave. During prophethood, the aftershave is long forgotten; its more fried chicken, old paper, and forgetting to shower for 9 days.

Taste: Like redbull, chexmix, and mouthwash.

Eileen

Smell: Like peaches, and roses, rich chocolate, and strong coffee.

Taste: Chocolate and coffee again, but hints of sparkly summer fruits.

Ketch

Smell: Like high end British aftershaves only the royal family know off, something with notes of fig, and oud, and other pretentious smells. The small of cigar smoke, and leather follow him around too.

Taste: Like earl grey tea, and dry gin.

Balthazar

Smell: Kind of like ketch, some high end and expensive (if he actually had to pay for it). But woodsier, and fresh. He would also have that hidden undertone of violet.

Taste: Creamy and hazelnutty, but there’s a constant aftertastes alcohol, and something metallic to him, no  matter what comes first.

[codenameredkrystalmatrix]

Made with Love- Miguel O’Hara x FemReader

You could always trust him to bring the perfect close to a day at the café.

"Alright folks, keep it up. I want you all out of my place by 6 o'clock sharp!"

Translation: I know it's been a busy week, so I want you all to get some time off. I'll clean up here.

You smiled, joining in the teasing "Yes, sir, manager, sir!" with your co-workers. Isaac groaned, keeping up his unsmiling exterior.

Tables to wait, orders to write, customers to chat with- why hadn't Amanda made the amaretto yet? Oh, Jayce was here for his pound cake- did they have enough pumpkin for the muffins?

Yep, the post work rush was in full swing.

There was strain in your legs and and a bit of a rasp to your voice, but you wouldn't trade this for the world. Seeing people's faces light up when they tried something new, or close their eyes in contentment when they had their old favourites- this was your little slice (pun absolutely intended) of heaven. Although, there was one more thing that could have made it perf- oh crud!

"I have to do deliveries!"

"Nope! My turn!" Daniel gave you a two-fingered salute before putting on a bike helmet. "Check the roster!"

When you did look, he was right. Huh. You were certain it was yours, but you dismissed it. There was plenty to do inside.

The tide of activity ebbed and flowed as the hours wore on. As always, the hustle and bustle eased as daylight faded. The heat of many bodies crowded in one little café dissipated. Newcomers and regulars alike bid their goodbyes, and you could finally catch your breath.

You'd been sitting in the back kitchen when it happened. Dani called your name in that unmistakable singsong. “Someone’s here for you!”

He came? Your heart soared. It had been a while since Miguel last visited you on work. You could have your little evening ritual together.

You headed into the employee fridge, and picked up your packages, hoping he'd like the treats you'd chosen. As per store policy, employees got some of the goods that hadn't sold immediately to minimize waste. They were all well-kept, so there was no fuss about it. The rest would be donated wherever they could bring smiles.

Speeding into Entering the main dining area again, you saw the tall, mocha-toned man you loved smiling at you. “What brings you here, stranger?”

Reaching out, he slid his hands around your torso, guiding you into his chest for a gentle hug. “I missed you too.”

Hands occupied, you burrowed in with the rest of your body and smiled.

“How's work?”

“Busy. I thought you had all those new contracts to review, Mr. CEO!”

He stepped back slightly, the golden light dancing in his curls and giving a warm tone to those mahogany eyes.

“Sólo quería ver tu bonita cara.”

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Isaac tap the sign before heading out back. It featured a crossed-out can, then a crossed-out plate of noodles. Customers were told that it was the store policy on fast food. Your dear co-workers who knew the truth, however, snickered.

You huffed, deciding you'd ignore them all.

Once comfortable at a table, you produced your personal favourites, plus his cheesecake bars and mangonada sorbet from the bag. "I had to fight my way through Melinda and Sean for those, so enjoy them!"

"Your trials will be remembered, noble knight." He smirked, tasting the sorbet and giving a satisfied hum. You took a spoon and delved into your own treats, already feeling more relaxed.

The two of you fell into the comfortable rhythm of conversation, jokes, and the occasional silence. Given he worked in a much bigger business, there was always some new project or opera-worthy employee drama to discuss- told in his sarcastic, deadpan style that made you laugh to tears. You'd won the jackpot, my friend.

During a lull, one of Miguel's hands rested on the table as he reclined. An idea came. With a burst of courage and affection, you took his hand with both your own, lifted it to your lips and kissed it gently. You whispered what you wanted to say in Spanish, so he'd truly understand how much you appreciated him.

"Cada vez que se vuelve demasiado pesado, pienso en casa y pienso en ti."

A tiny gasp escaped his plump, parted lips, before his expression melted to fondness. The hand in your grasp moved to cradle your cheek. Leaning over, Miguel left a kiss to the corner of your mouth, then cheek, then trailed butterfly kisses down your neck.

"No sabes lo feliz que me hace, mi tesoro."

Shivers ran down your spine at the feeling of his lips. You'd reached up to pull him closer, but a tiny voice in your head reminded you of the sign.

You sighed, trying to think past the lightheadedness he always caused. “My…erm...boss doesn’t want us to…”

Miguel laughed, pulling back and looking at you one more time. “Let’s go home, then.”

Nodding enthusiastically, you went to get the rest of your belongings. The roster lay on its usual shelf, and you signed your name before leaving...wait. For all the other weeks, today really was supposed to be the day you you did deliveries. That sneaking Isaac had reassigned you so you could see Miguel more often. You shook your head, both amused and grateful.

As you headed out together, Miguel smiled to himself. One day, he’d tell you each secret and regret that weighed on him. He trusted you. But for now, he’d enjoy these happy days.

Translations:

“Sólo quería ver tu bonita cara.” : I just wanted to see your pretty face.

"Cada vez que se vuelve demasiado pesado, pienso en casa y pienso en ti." : Every time it becomes too much to bear, I think of home and I think of you.

"No sabes lo feliz que me hace, mi tesoro." : You don't know how happy that makes me, my treasure.

(Please accept my humble offering to the community. *runs back into the forest on all-fours.*)

[omnipointmuses]

"Ugh, maybe I should lay off the students..." Mocha sighed out as she rubbed her bloated, squirming gut before the imprint of her most recent meal's face pressed out causing her shiver slightly and bite her lips before letting out a soft but drawn out belch as the imprint slowly smoothed out and once again hidden by her flab. "Mh-maybe next year...~"

[taocc-updates]

”Oh, you like Taocc? Name every character.”

BET.

edit: I added the vague number of total characters listed. We’re at about 270, and I’m still adding characters.

(*By technicality

**formerly/no longer active/no longer acknowledged by the narrative as existing

***exist as of like ten seconds ago

I will only be including characters recognized as part of Taocc by more than one person. Characters will be vaguely grouped together however the frick I feel like and with only the vague suggestion of transitions. A character must have a tangible role that still has effects at the time of posting to be counted. I’m not counting all the deactivated characters from OG Taocc, for example. I am referencing the updates blog list as well as my following for this, because the challenge is to name them all, not to name them all by memory. Animals barely count sometimes when I feel like it.)

Gangle, Ragatha**, Pomni**, Kinger**, Zooble**, Caine*, Bubble**, S-Gangle, Shadow, Kaufmo, Sproingle, Unnamed Abtractions*, Easton West, Northa West, Lonn Gitud, Lattia Tudor, Felicia, Caleb, Zachariah Woods, Zombie anon, Simon Mallory/Silhouette/Aleksander, Isaac Brennan/Mix, Elida Doyle, Alice Mallory, Nikolai Harrison/Carbine, Artemis/Kepler, Calamity/Cassandra, Remnant, Sami Harrison, Yelena, Daniel, Artem, Charles/Plague Doctor Anon, Dialtone/Drias, Ilas/Amalgam, Trevor***, Archie***, Abigail***, Stella***, Paisley***, Espresso the Cat, Edward/Pharaoh, Abayomi, Clown Anon, Colorbine, Helpful Anon, Waffle Anon, Sparkler Anon, Kumo, Kopi, Violet, Stitch, Chance, Nightmare, Arthur Pendragon, Verie Pendragon, Mercutio, Juliet/Assassin Anon, Aokigahara, Dunite, Rocky, Rusty, Ryan, Dunite’s Parents, Deedee, Usagi/Usa, Icia/Ice anon, Fred, Odette/Odysseys, Samuel, Mytha, Celio, Basso, Vaga, Nova, Hexe, Slynn, Yume, Yume’s Mother and Father, the Protector, Ramona/Rae, Mirobelle, Ramiro, Achilles, Dime, Aklatan, Latte, Alexander (kingdom edition), Mocha, Switchboard, Ace Zeppelin, Damsel, Levi, Nathan, Myau, Nya, Mynou, Dusk, Jessy, Amelia, Jessy’s mother, Fynn, Joy, Ciana, Apollo, Virgo, Aster, Lance, Raina, Flare, Citrina, Citrina’s sisters (the only named one is “Jade”), Nymn, Nymn’s ex, Fae anon, Clara, Chip, Alpen, Unnamed Zodiac Angels, Kade, Feris, Pixel, Vanessa, Unnamed Arcade Worker 2/Mike, Conny, Shairo (deceased permanently), Hans, “John Smith”, Gun Pirate (lol), Unnamed Drunk Pirate, Unnamed Jar Lady, Unnamed third pirate with a gun, Dalia, Mikey, Anderson, Toga, Abstraction Anon, Quin, Blaze (Squiffer edition)/Zephyr, Skeleton anon, Mage Anon/Tanya, Camara, Avian, Sign Anon/Steven, Origami Anon/Octavia, Tea Anon/Kitsune/Katrina, Simon (Bookend), Seer anon/Sarah, Umbra, Arrows anon, Bow Anon, (Other) Bow Anon, Hex, Sun, Moon*, Sigil, Insanity, Dusty, Lantern/Eternal Flame, Eternity, Darkis, Infinity, Entity, Ember, Unknown, Juko, Lilo, Bob, Hammer, Mallet, Fox anon, Teleporting anon, Nuffle, Pyxel, Thanatos, Tiger, Siam, Sabrina (Sun’s daughter), Taika, Sisu, Quest, Tip, Stranger, Radio, Shelly, Astrion, Gaia, Aella, Electricity anon, Conspiracy anon, Bap Anon, Eve.chr, Phoenix*, The Dragon of Abyss, The Dragoness of Sky, Lemonade/Lewis, Reverie/Guidance anon, Unnamed Autumn Season, Unnamed Winter Season, Neb, Cardlan, Minimi, Entity (Backrooms edition), Casper, Manna, Pamela, Eden*, Grif, Trudy, Pen, Paper, Sophronius, Acacius, Milo, Drunk anon (deceased), Scissors anon, Thief Anon, Void anon, Cupcake anon, Chaos Enjoyer Anon, Thyme, Angst anon, villain anon, “Lucy”, Simp anon, Comax, Pickle gifter anon, pickle stealer anon, fish anon, deus ex machinanon, mail anon, foundation anon, lost anon, dropkick anon, Bug anon, Paranoia Anon, Rocket launcher anon, Kyubey, Mimic, Rodger, Ludvic, sunshine anon, anger anon, Frazzle, Wade, Loyal anon, Loyal Servant anon, the cookie run cookies lol, Felicia (top hat edition), Tophat, Greenie, Red(?), The Polygon Bees (TM), Eepy anon, Ethan, Dark, Void/Ollie, DJ, Star, Mercury/Marcus, Elysia/Evangeline Elizabeth Ambrosia, Blaze (Planetquest edition)/Brandon, Jasper, Callista/Leilani, Ursula, Ari, Lumiel/Lark, uhhh…I think that’s it

did I do it do I freaking win

Someone please count how many characters there are (there should be one comma per character if that helps)

Edit: Nevermind, I did it for you.

This is a vague number, the actual number is higher than this, maybe about 270-300

[el-moscorrofio-y-el-mercachifle]

hola! Conocí tu blog a finales de 2022 y principios de 2023 y sin duda eres uno de los mejores blogs que habla de ✨"Betty la fea"✨ me has ayudado en entender mejor a los personajes

y bueno solo venía a hablar de algo que en lo personal me molesta un poco de la continuación: se siente vacía

A lo que me refiero es que en la serie original nos introdujeron a varios personajes, tanto trabajadores de ecomoda como conocidos de betty (hasta los extras rellenaban espacios), pero en esta nueva serie se siente... rara

Yo sé que algunos actores fallecieron (QDEP) y de seguro algunos no deseaban participar, eso lo entiendo, pero aún así me da algo de tristeza 😞

Holiiiis!! Me alegra que te guste mi blog y mis opiniones jajaja

Ay, si, extremadamente vacía. Es obvio que edta secuela fue hecha con el solo propósito de sacarle jugo a una franquicia exitosa. Yo entiendk qje las producciones a final de cuentas existen mayormente para darle dinero a las prodictoras, pero esa no es excusa para dar un productor tan mediocre y malo.

Todo lo que he visto hasta ahora está mal. Todo. El funeral de Roberto trató de todo menos de él, y nadie parecía particularmente afectado. Fue mas dramatica y emocional la escena de cuando se retiró de Ecomoda que ahora que falleció. La dinámica del Cuartel se siente rara, mocha y forzada, muy incompleta. Mila es demasiado forzada y cringe, nadie en sus 20s habla así, además de que no tiene ningún sentido decir las primeras letras de cualquier oración random. Así no funcionan los modismos. El "tributo" a Inesita la habría hecho taparse los oídos con repudio y gritar "Dios mío pero que es esa música tan espantosa, por Dios!" También fue bastante decepcionante lo poco que a Hugo parece haberle afectado ya no tener a su mejor amiga. Yo esperaba verlo deprimido, honestamente.

Del set ya he hablado pero mi repudio por el es tan grande que debo remarcarlo: no parece una empresa, sino el lobby de un hotel.

La historia de Patty y Nicolás está tan mal contada que en una escena se están besando y en la siguiente están incómodos actuando como si no se hubieran visto en años.

Le están tratando de dar mucho misterio pero fallaron mucho porque más que misterio se siente mal contado

Ignacio trataron de hacerlo un antagonista misterioso e inteligente y respetable pero no lo logra. Solo se siente prepotente y ya. No se me hace interesante y el plot twisted de que era hijo de Daniel se veía venir desde lejos.

Personajes como Patty y Marcela y Nicolás se sienten atascados en el pasado.

A Betty y a Armando les quitaron su desarrollo por... la trama? Supongo

Se la pasan recalcando que Arma do es un neurótico griton con problemas de ira pero ni siquiera lo hemos visto tan alterado como para justificar tanto énfasis en ello.

La música muchas veces esta fuera de lugar.

En fin, todo se siente mal y vacío... se nota que no tenían nada que contar y simplemente querían "corregir" el final de Gaitan, y ya.

Gracias por la pregunta!😊

[ossified-hypothesis]

Tagged by @picturemecountingcards - thanks! It was very fun to think about (and very tricky to narrow it down to just five films lol)

Tagging @flamefirenut @unclear-contributions @boopblep @mocha-moth and anyone else who sees this that wants to take part!

[shrinkthisviolet]

Everything, danger, rock, and coffee for the WIP guessing game.

everything:

Leia scoffed. “Well, I guess you don’t know everything about women yet.” She reached around Han and hugged Luke tightly. For his part, Luke looked equal parts amused and confused as he returned the hug. Then Leia broke from it, turned her nose up at Han, and stormed out.

~Lucy AU ESB fic

erasing that kiss from this scene was cathartic 💞 George Lucas might've been teasing romance here (since this is before he decided they were siblings), but I have the benefit of knowing how this ends! Plus, it still works like this anyway—Han still gets jealous

danger:

It stung even more that four of the five Cobras who’d started all of this didn’t say anything. They sat in stony silence, watching it happen, with an expression Sam couldn’t decipher. Though she had a feeling it was anger, which only made her angrier. (That idea also scared her, her heart pounding danger, danger whenever they got too close, but she refused to admit it. Daniel LaRusso’s daughter, who’d now won the tournament in his place, wasn’t afraid of anything.)

~CK AU interlude

Winning the All-Valley tournament doesn't come without its detrimental consequences...especially when the reason you won is because one of your opponents broke your knee, and the other exacerbated the damage :( though Sam won't admit to any of that easily

rock:

Barry reached over and squeezed Morgan's hand, his grip rock-solid and steady. And despite everything, she felt a swell of courage.

~1x15/1x16 fic

ofc he gives her courage 🥺 just like she gives him courage

coffee:

“I’m good.” Barry sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. “Tired, I think.” “This’ll fix that.” Iris pointed to his coffee, smiling. “I think it’s at least warm still, even if it’s not hot.” He smiled softly, picking up the cup—peppermint mocha, his favorite—and sipping it with a satisfied hum. “You’re the best, Irey.” “Only because I love you,” she teased, ruffling his hair as she stood, laughing as he halfheartedly protested

~CF AU reunion fic

Iris "The Best" West(-Allen, eventually) 🥰

send me a word, and if it’s in one of my wips, i’ll post the snippet it’s from!

[carlavillanueva]

Characters: Carla Villanueva & Roman Daniels (@rcmandaniels) Location: Deja Brew Closed Starter

With Valentine's Day being so close now, everywhere was just a flurry of roses and hearts and red decor. It honestly gave her a headache, even if she was lowkey one of the people contributing to the marketing scheme that was the holiday. Nathan was away and with Freddie replacing him temporarily, she had subtly assumed a role as his PA for the time being. Which was just an excuse to spend more time in his office, really, but it wasn't like the people at the distillery didn't realize they were back together. She was out on errands and decided to stop for a coffee when the devious idea to get Freddie the sweetest and pinkest drink on the menu crept into her mind. She would make up for it with the darkest black coffee she could muster afterwards and he'd forgive her. After she approached the counter and placed her order, she saw someone glancing at her with a very judgemental look. "What? Aren't you interested in trying the white chocolate strawberry mocha with two extra pumps of strawberry syrup just in time for Valentine's Day?" She questioned with a teasing smile.