#papai bad

[goo-amalgamation]

Gegg sneezed, his eyesight foggy from sleep, and his glasses were foggy too. When did he fall asleep.. he had to go look for papa quackity! He hopped down from the couch, going to look around for his papai.

He crept around the door, peeping his head in. There his papai was! Oh- and mr.forever was there too (should he call her mama? Probably not- that was dappers mama, not his). "papai!" He steps through, blinking at him "im up now! Can we go look for papa quackity now? Please?" She stares at him with puppy dog eyes, fidgeting with his hands.

[@daddestboyhalo ]

[goo-amalgamation]

She nodded her head as more tears dripped down, she didn't make much- or any noise when she cried. She laughed a bit when her face was kissed, but she quickly went back to tears. Hiding her face in bads neck she fidgeting with the fabric on her nightgown before talking.

"Do you know where he is?"

Gegg woke up with a bad feeling in his stomach, his papa had been gone two days- which was nothing compared to the days where he had left gegg for seemingly good, but this time he said he wouldn't leave gegg again. Geggs sat in bed for a bit, thinking about what to do..

He didn't have any good ideas, honestly his papa probably got sick of him again and left. She sniffled as tears rolled down his face, tucking his wings around himself for comfort. Her ears perked up however at the sounds of someone in the kitchen- if it wasn't her papa it was her papai. Maybe he could make the bad feelings go away?

So she made her way down the steps to him, almost tripping a few times as the stairs were blurred from her tears (which were still falling despite her best efforts to stop them). When she got down she stepped into the kitchen, wiping her tears and hugging bads side as she sniffed.

[@goo-amalgamation]

Bad felt the pressure against his leg and looked down to find a teary-eyed Gegg clutching his cloak.

“Oh, sweetheart,” he crooned. He finished the rest of the dishes quickly and bent down to scoop Gegg up, kissing her sweet little face. “Do you miss your Papa?”

[valiwrites]

legendary ✧.* lando norris

: ̗̀➛ pairing: lando norris x fem!senna!reader : ̗̀➛ warnings: hateful comments, age gap; reader is 20, lando is 25 : ̗̀➛ smau

: ̗̀➛ summary: bruno's daughter never posts pictures of her face, doesn't watch F1, and doesn't know any drivers. but somehow, a few specific drivers find her account, and lando ends up falling for the youngest senna.

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user1 queen 😍

user2 good women are the real badasses

yourusername 😎

yourbff not the whole f1 grid liking your posts lately 🤔🤔

yourusername babe you know i don't speak that language 😭

carlossainz55 i finally found you

lando NO! CARLOS GET OUT OF HERE

charles_leclerc i wanna see why you're so into her too

user3 how are you senna's grandniece and have no idea about f1 😭😭

yourusername i just don't find interest in it 🤷‍♀️

user4 where is that sweater from wifey 😍

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user1 stop i love your aesthetic sm

lando i'm kind! can i be yours??

user2 lando?? lmaoo

user3 she has lando wrapped around her finger without even posting her face

yourbff wife?? sorry... wife??

bsennaofficial lindas fotos

yourusername obrigado papai 🥰

charles_leclerc does lando have a thing for portuguese women or??

yourusername who's lando?

charles_leclerc a friend who's in love w u

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lando i planted our love in the dms

user1 you what?? user2 they are dating huh??!

user3 lando casually revealing their relationship

user4 i don't think they are dating

user5 beautiful

user6 mother giving us content again

user7 you know you're a beauty when lando is all over you she's a lucky one

user8 i don't think she gives a fuck honestly

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user1 lando??

user2 is this magui again??

user3 no magui has blonde hair that can't be her

user2 hair dye exist yk

user4 y/n in the likes?

user5 i think it's her

user6 lando pinned over her sm she actually gave in lmao

user7 they would actually be a power couple tho

user8 we need a confirmation from anyone else please

yourusername who's that??

lando it's the most beautiful girl ever whatchu on about??🤔

user9 ulala lando has some game??

user10 but y/n never shows her face so we will never see this wag content 😭

user11 chill we don't even know if its her

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yourusername maybe saying yes wasn't such a bad thing after all

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CHERRYBLOGS RECOMENDA

oi galera 👋🏻 aqui vou deixar algumas das minhas escritas favoritas desse site e indicações de autoras. Também adicionei algumas fics em espanhol e inglês, porque tem muito talento aqui!!!

notinha: como são muitas que eu amo, me limitei a só 5 histórias de cada. Fiz dos que eu mais acompanho, gatinhas!

FELIPE OTAÑO

Fuera de foco @deepinsideyourbeing

Zona de peligro @interlagosgrl

I'm waiting for the right time @creads

Locked out of heaven @star-elysiam

Curiosity kills @koiibiito

ESTEBAN KUKURICZKA

Size kink @koiibiito

Hit me like a ray of sunshine @deepinsideyourbeing

You can be the boss @creads

Reaction formation @geniousbh

Just got my nails done @idollete

FRAN ROMERO

Sugar daddy @madame-fear

here kitty, kitty @idollete

Ajuda com os estudos @kiwiskybe

Missing you @sluttforromero

Love bruises @stuckwthem

ENZO VOGRINCIC

ciúmes @ellebarnes90

my kind of love @ricvettel

tu cuarto @lacharapita

Rum on a fire @deepinsideyourbeing

With the city beneath us @xexyromero

SIMON HEMPE

Princesa @crarinhaw

Boca @lacharapita

Milf!reader @luludohs

I wanna get him back @lunitt

Faz gostoso @kyuala

MATÍAS RECALT

Flashing lights @lunitt

Se não eu, quem vai te fazer feliz @lacharapita

Soaked @blasdavinci

slow down @jaquemuses

pacto? @przttygirl

FERNANDO CONTIGIANI

Professor universitário @ellebarnes90

Fernando vizinho @luludohs

He's a bad bad boy @idollete

mean!fernando @creads

Fernando amante @lacharapita

OUTROS (me empolguei nesse pqp)

Eles sendo papais @yoolelica

Two is better than one (esteban x fran x reader) @madame-fear

Una condena agradable (matias x enzo x reader) @deepinsideyourbeing

three's a party (enzo x simon x reader) @koiibiito

3some (Fernando x esteban x reader) @imninahchan

Sextape (matias x simon x felipe x reader) @kyuala

Surprise (fernando x esteban x reader) @creads

Especial de São João @lunitt

hush @lacharapita

3 é par? @lunitt

%sale% @geniousbh

[cieloclercs]

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 | joão félix

genre: social media requested: yes pairings: joão félix x fem!reader warnings: twitter environment, online hate

can be read as a part 2 to surprise, or as a standalone!

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y/n_y/l/n surprise 🤍

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joaofelix79 amo-vos para sempre, meus anjos / i love you forever, my angels 🤍🤍

y/n_y/l/n e nós amamo-vos / and we love you

username LMAO WHAT

username bro…you’ve got go be joking

antogriezmann congratulations you two!

y/n_y/l/n muchas gracias anto!

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username aren’t they a bit young to be having a baby…

username and how is that any of your business?

username 🤢🤢🤢

enzojfernandez felicidades y/n! y joão también supongo / congratulations y/n! and joão too i guess 😒

y/n_y/l/n gracias enzo 😂

joaofelix79 @/enzojfernandez ¿no seguirás enfadado? / you’re not still mad are you?

enzojfernandez vuelve al chelsea y no estare. / come back to chelsea and i won’t be.

username BAHAHAH ENZO

username he says that like poch didn’t reject joão 😭

username having a baby at the height of joão’s career when he doesn’t even know what club he’s going to next…yeah probably not the best timing 😳

username congratulations y/n! you just signed your life away to be a footballer’s housewife for the rest of your life 👏🥳

username LMAO imagine…she’s only 23 as well 😭

username i honestly feel bad for her. she’s gonna end up taking care of it all by herself, because let’s be honest…it’s not like joão will be that involved 🤣

username true! especially at the height of his career, he’ll probably be too busy!

username poor y/n…

username housewife at 23? where’s the ambition in that 😭

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joaofelix79 i don’t normally engage with people who make hateful comments about me, but when it involves my girlfriend and our baby, i feel like i have to say something. y/n and i are beyond happy to be future parents. we’ve given our situation a lot of thought, and we’re looking forwards to our future together with our little one

please, whether you are a fan of mine or not, don’t make comments about my girlfriend or our situation. y/n is the most wonderful person i know, and she doesn’t deserve this kind of criticism - especially not over something which is as much my decision as hers. please respect our privacy, and keep your opinions to yourselves. we are happy. that’s all that matters

ao meu amor / to my love - thank you for giving me this gift. i will forever be grateful to you, and i can’t wait to spend the rest of our lives together ❤️

ao meu anjinho / to my little angel - the day i found out about you was the best day of my life 🤍 mamãe e papai love you so much x

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[goo-amalgamation]

Gegg nodded her head rapidly, happily flapping her hands at the thought of dapper. Oh! She could even show papa quackity the duck dapper let her name after him!

She pulled out her whiteboard, uncapping the marker as she began to write. "Can dapper bring his animals? I wanna show papa the duck we named after him!" She showed it to both of them, beaming with residual laughter and a burst of happiness.

Bad crested the hill to Mariana’s house, checking Quackity’s coordinates one last time. This was where he was.

Shifting Gegg up on his hip, he looked down the hill into Mariana’s yard.

What the fudge.

“Oh…hey! Look at the cool…tower your papá and Tío Mariana built in the yard!” he says to Gegg. “Such a nice tower. Are you excited to see them?”

At Gegg’s enthusiastic nod, Bad takes him down the hill, bracing himself internally. He knocks on the door.

(@daddestboyhalo)

Quackity was surprised when he heard a knock at Marianas door. Looking to the other in confusion for just a moment. “Mariana? Did you invite someone else.. wait.. oh FUCK.”

Without a second thought he scrambled out of his seat. “Thanks for inviting me Mariana! It was great talking to you! I’ll keep your advice in mind, oh fuck there’s a cock in your yard man-!” He rushed to the door, took a deep breath, and put on a smile as he opens it. He really hoped Bad did not use the cock statue as an argument against him. Dammit, Foolish.

“Bad, Gegg, hello! Uh.. sorry- I was a little surprised! I was just talking to Mariana, it’s been a while.” He looks at Bad and has hopefully the most apologetic look he’s ever made. “Would you want to start heading towards Charlie’s? That’s where I’m going to be staying. Unless you want to talk here?”

[lewisvinga]

Neymar finds out that his teenage daughter is dating Ethan Mbappé and was mad that she didn't tell him.

caught ! | neymar x teen! fem! reader!

warnings; ?? protective neymar , like a curse word

note; had to add bruna 🫶 and my requests are closed!!!! i’m not taking any requests atm!!!! also not proof read so sorry if it’s bad😩😩

masterlist !

“Oi [hey] , where are you two going?” Neymar questions when he sees you and Bruna all dressed up. You had landed in Paris the day before after spending a few weeks in Brazil. The only thing on your mind was seeing your boyfriend, the boyfriend that your father had no idea of.

Bruna was the only one who knew. You were both close and became even closer after recent news. She also knew how protective Neymar was over you and decided that it wasn’t her place to tell him.

She was going with you to watch Ethan’s game which was when your father caught you both.

“Oh, just a girls trip, right, Bruna?” You say as you look up at her with an expression that screamed ‘play along’

“Oh, yeah!” Bruna exclaims, a smile appearing on her lips. “Just having a girls day. It’s been a while since we had one. We’ll be back in a few hours.”

Neymar raises his eyebrow as he slowly nods in reply. “Well, have fun and send lots of pictures.” He says with a smile before kissing Bruna and kissing your forehead.

You both quickly said goodbye before making your way out of your home. You and Bruna share a look that screamed ‘we have to be careful’.

Thankfully, you and Bruna were already close and had lots of pictures together on your phone that you can send to your father. You both assumed you were safe while you cheered on for your boyfriend.

Ethan was phenomenal. He did an amazing assist and even more amazing goal. You couldn’t have felt more proud of your boyfriend. After the game, you took many photos with Ethan, Kylian, Bruna, and even his parents.

Bruna had taken an adorable picture of you two. You were standing on your tiptoes and hugging Ethan while placing a kiss on his cheek. She also took another picture of the two of you actually kissing.

You and Bruna kept gushing about the photo as you both made your way back home. You had taken her phone to send yourself the pictures when something goes incredibly wrong.

“Merda! [shit] ” You loudly exclaims after realizing what you had just done.

Bruna turns to you with wide eyes, “O que aconteceu? [what happened]” She asks, her words full of worry.

“I accidentally sent the photos to my dad.” You quietly say. You both share a look knowing what was waiting for you when you get home.

And you were right.

The moment you stepped into your home, you immediately saw the angry and disappointed look on your fathers face as he sat in the living room.

“Hey, papai! Our girls trip was amazing. Super tiring though, i’m just going to head to my room!” You nervously say but before you could take another step, he stops you.

“Y/n, come here. You know exactly why I want to talk to you.”

Bruna lets out a sigh as she pats Neymar’s arm, “Don’t be too hard on her. You were young too once.” She quietly tells him before leaving to her room, giving you two privacy.

“Come here, sit next to me.” He tells you.

You slowly nod and sit down on the coach beside him. “Papai, look, I truly care about Ethan. I don’t care if he’s Kylian’s brother, I-“

“Minha filha, I’m not mad that you’re dating Kylian’s brother. I don’t have anything against them.” Neymar quickly interrupts you. You immediately went from tense and nervous to confused.

You tilt your head to the side before replying, “You’re not? Then why do you seem mad?”

“I’m upset because you thought it’d be best to keep it hidden from me. I’m guessing Bruna knew before me.” He lets out a sigh, running his hands over his dark curls. “I thought you trusted me enough to tell me. If he makes you happy, then that makes me happy. I just wish you would’ve told me.”

You looked down at your hands which were resting on your lap. You couldn’t help but fidget with your rings. “I’m sorry, papai. I was just scared that you wouldn’t approve of him.”

Neymar gently places his hand under your chin, making you look at him. “If he makes my daughter happy, then I approve. Just as long as he doesn’t hurt my daughter.”

You immediately wrap your arms tightly around your father. “I’m sorry for not telling you sooner, papai.”

“Don’t worry, minha filha. Just next time, don’t be scared to tell me even if he hurts you. Because that I would like to know.”

“He won’t, papai.”

“Sure. But at least tell me how you met. Did he treat you well?”

[hey-i-am-trying]

Okay, I think that translate this one is a bit of work So Bagi was singing brazilian lullaby just for Em, because Richas went to kill Bad This lullaby goes like this: Nana neném, que a Cuca vem pegar Mamãe foi para roça e papai foi trabalhar

The translation goes like this: Sleep little baby, Cuca is coming to get you Mom went to the countryside and daddy went to work

Cuca is a evil witch that has the shape of a crocodile. It is a creature of our myths

Em went to sleep and Richas finally showed up And Bagi said his song was going to be different kkk She went: GO TO SLEEP BABY, CUCAS IS COMING FOR YOU, DADDY IS IN PURGATORY AND MOM IS IN PRISON

[thephonemenarentreal]

FINALIZED CONCEPT FOR THE DRAMATIC (and honestly most tragic...) OF MY SPEAKERMEN FOOLS <3

Also he is the OC most likely to do Jojo Poses...because he dramatic

NAME: Ivaldo Vega-Sousa; Tremolo

NICKNAMES: Tremolo, Papai Ivaldo, Mister Vega-Sousa, The Madman (Paralipsis), Sambaman (Civic), Mestre Ivaldo

ALLIANCE CLASS: Speakerman (early model)

WORK CLASS: Former master trainer for special forces; titan trainer; local father figure adopting his beloved students

GENDER: He/him

CLASSIFICATION: Transferred Mind of Ivaldo Vega-Sousa (originally human)

RANK: Head of Communications and Security; Vice Supervisor; Master of Dance and The Titan Slayer (by his own word)

There was a time Ivaldo Vega-Sousa was one of the most renown and respected speakermen in the faction. A trainer of the best fighters, a master of knife combat, and the master of his own martial art of "vibe and flow", Ivaldo was a father figure to many, a master and friend to others.... and a tragedy that is hard to look at now.

After taking a blast from the Titan Speakerman when the titan came under the control of the skibidi, Ivaldo has never been the same, having a dramatic shift in personality with brief periods of lucid clarity of the speaker he was. Lost in delusions born of the incident and mishandling of his fracturing mind, he has refused to take on any more students, lashing out other speakermen and seeing the Titan Speakerman as nothing more than a horrific weapon that needs put down.

Sent away to Outpost 51 to have distance from it all, he's more or less content to where he is, although the EMC are still working with his delicate mental state to see if there might be a way to help him.

MORE LORE UNDER THE CUT <3 (and lore that made me cry fyi warning pfffft)

Tremolo has a constant stream of odd thoughts and turns of phrases that may seem like mere delusions, but there are glimmers of clarity and actual advice

He is a very accomplished fighter, professing proudly at times only one person ever bested him...before growing quiet and silent, never speaking of who that person is, only saying "I don't acknowledge them anymore..."

By Tremolo's own account, the key to his combat prowess is "feeling the vibe" of the other person: "Listen to the pulse of their being, their soul, their vibe, feel it, move with it, like a base in your soul, môzi"

Tremolo has a flair for the dramatic and will not be above making a grand entrance with some fanciful words. "Life is an artform môzi! Live it like every second is beautiful!"

He hasn't changed out of the outfit he was in when he was attacked and nearly killed. He believes it keeps other speakermen from reading his thoughts and trying to indoctrinate him into the Titan's hive mind. Medic though believes it is more....a reminder of things he can't let go, something physical, which stops him from starting to heal.

He refuses to get new headphones. These ones saved his life and they are too lucky to let go. Also don't patch the hole in his head. It allows the bad thoughts and feelings to escape his head!

Even among Speakermen, Tremolo loves to dance and always seems to be moving to his own beat while going about his duties. Always seems to be on the move and according to Biggs, he even dances in his recharge. "The music is in my soul, môzi!"

He uses terms of endearment for people: "môzi" = Love, used for everyone rather casually "Filho"= son, used for the speakermen he has adopted "Filhota" = little daughter, used for the speakerwomen he has adopted "meu grande alto-falante"= My big speaker for Mr. Biggs

Tremolo is trilingual, able to speak English, Portuguese, and Spanish. Portuguese is his mother tongue and he is very proud. Has an obvious accent and is not above slipping into Portuguese to yell at people.

He has a weird habit in his delusions to sometimes getting uncomfortably to the truth. If this is on purpose or not, it is hard to say. It often causes some to avoid him or react by antagonizing him further. Tremolo doesn't seem to mind, merely shrugging it off.

He holds grudges in a peculiar way and gets his "revenge" in weird little "victories" that allow him to forgive the person. It is hard to figure out how this works, but most learn to just go with the flow.

Believes in the phonemen because they fit well into his delusions and it seems the idea of some "space-fairing people like us" that don't live in war and have peace is appealing. "War ends? môzi, say it ain't so!"

Tremolo has always had a habit of adopting Speakermen. In the past, especially those not born of a human mind, he would treat them like his own children, look out for them, guide them, and take care of them when they needed anything. "I always wanted to have little filhos of my own, but never could. It good enough I can be Papai to those that need it most now," He would gift his adopted family his last name if they wanted to feel they had a big family to be apart of. The last name "Vega-Sousa" was seen as a sign of pride, of being a student of the master. Now though, the name is not used as much, due to the painful memories and reminder of how to many it felt they lost their father and the patriarch of their found family. It has caused resentment towards a certain Titan as being the reason which hasn't exactly made the situation better.

Tremolo has not really taken in anyone, claiming those days are behind him and he is no mentor, no teacher, and certainly not a father-figure anymore. "If a father can't save his filhos from themselves, then what kind of bastard is he?"

Tremolo believes in a lot of strange delusions and it is easy for his mind to latch on and run miles on his train of thought, leading into moments of panic and anxiety attacks.

He has a very strong reaction about any mention of the Titan Speakerman. It always triggers heightened episodes of anxiety, anger, and a delusional spiral. Even seeing pictures can trigger a response. His assigned EMC is working to slowly get him to be able to handle at least pictures or mentions, but it has been a difficult process.

Tremolo is convinced that the Titan Speakerman is going to turn on them again and is the bringer of ruin to the alliance. He also seems to have bouts of intense guilt and sadness in moments of clarity, seemingly to take the blame for "what he is now" and "I lost my Filho Amado..." ; these brief moments tend to be swallowed up quickly. Tremolo doesn't hold onto his thoughts for long...or refuses to confront them for the safety of his delusions and lies.

Tremolo will not hesitate to yell and come to the defense of others, being the first to start bickering with Paralipsis when the meanie TV is up to his shit. Tremolo also does not like others coming to his defense, citing he can take it, the others don't deserve it.

The moments of clarity tend to reveal Tremolo as the patient teacher and mentor he was, always willing to listen, to help, and be an emotional rock. In those moments, there is a clear wish to return to being a teacher before it gets swallowed up again by his spiraling thoughts.

When the Titan Speakerman returned to the Alliance, there was a general hope that the reunion would pull Tremolo out of his broken thoughts. Instead, the reunion was an explosive one, painful, and caused a shift in the Titan's behavior. EMCs were called in to assess the situation and at their behest, it was decided to keep the two apart. EMC OFFICIAL EVALUTION "Regardless of the strong adoptive familiar bond once shared, it is clear this relationship is causing pain to both parties. Maybe with time it can be fixed... but the prognosis may be they are better off now without the other for the foreseeable future." Tremolo willing accepted isolation, the action seen to him as a well-deserved punishment for perceived crimes and guilt he suffers, even though the move is meant more to better give him the help he needed for a while.

Titan was informed no further contact would be enacted which caused distress and an insistence that he can apologize and set things right. Agreement between Engineer team and EMC is to allow for letters to be written...but not delivered, for the sake of all parties involved.

"Time is the only thing that might fix things...but hopefully it can numb the hurt and allow everyone to heal and move on. A lack of response is easier to manage." HEAD EMC, Speakermen division.

EXIT INTERVIEW FOR REASSIGNMENT (TRANSCRIPT) Interviewer: It is going to be sad to see you go Vega-Sousa. You mean...a lot to the younger speakers, you know? And us old boom boxes... Tremolo: Oi, môzi, you and I both know that I can't keep it straight enough to do a thing and...I can't be near that ...thing. That monster.

Interviewer: I know that the attack was...traumatic, but even so, the titan-

Tremolo: I do not want to talk about it, môzi. You talk about that and your own shadow is going to snap up your ass. Like a hell-bent alligator in the dark of night. Only ever could see their eyes, beady like jewels in the night. You don't forget that look, môzi. You got to guard yourself good against what trying to drag you down. Interviewer: But-

Tremolo: You wouldn't understand, would you? Filho da puta! None of you do! You don't see it, feel it...don't understand at all... a father...fathers protect and don't let their filho get hurt...don't let them vanish. And my filho, my student (static distressed, obvious signs of a great sorrow and guilt, head in hands) they made a weapon...and there is going to be nothing left after all this. This war, the destruction, the killing-

Interviewer: I didn't mean to cause you distress, just...I want to understand.

Tremolo: Love someone like the children you never could have, môzi, watch someone grow up into your pride and joy, and then... then it is like a fire in your life. Burns everything. Destroys the memories and makes it like nails in your head. A song that just distorts and screams... (Trails off into silence) This outpost, is quiet yes? Lots of trees?

Interviewer: Uh, desert I believe

Tremolo: Never actually in a desert area. Ah, will be interesting to see! But maybe they can plant some trees. Good for the air and lungs, yes? Interviewer: I guess...?

Tremolo: Ah, it is okay môzi! You come visit yes? Maybe I teach you how to properly samba. Something...better than before. Ah, exciting isn't it? To be going someplace new. Change of scenery! Maybe...I won't be so tired anymore. Interviewer: ... I'm going to miss you, Vega-Sousa.

Tremolo: Aye, going to miss Vega-Sousa too, but maybe best to leave him in memory and heart, môzi heh. But enough of this! Where is Biggs? We need to pack! Lots of sunscreen. Don't want to be burning this lovely scar to a crisp ehehe!

Interviewer: ...right.

[nominzn]

buy me presents I

I've been a bad girl, guess I'm getting coal m.list

Uma rotina simples: acordar cedo num quarto glorioso com o chef tendo feito o seu café da manhã, ir à academia para compor a estética mais desejável do momento, depois ponderar sobre algo que precisa ter e, sem medo algum, passar o cartão de crédito sem limites que seu pai lhe dera. Para melhorar, talvez uma visita rápida ao namorado vice-presidente a empresa que lhe será herança em breve, fechando com chave de ouro em um dos restaurantes mais caros da cidade, ou com um jantar espetacular e privado preparado pelo mesmo chef da manhã. Parece a descrição de uma vida impossível, porém esta é a sua agenda. 

Para quem te visse comprando itens de luxo, exibindo carros que mal sabiam pronunciar o nome, acumulando riqueza para a família, ajudando nos imóveis do papai, seria fácil dizer que nada lhe falta, e não teria razão alguma para sentir tristeza. E você, sem pestanejar, concordaria com afinco. Reconhece ter uma vida perfeita, tudo conspira a seu favor. 

Até que… 

As sacolas deviam ter ficado no carro, mas estão espalhadas no sofá de couro pequeno no canto do escritório de Jaehyun, esquecidas, é claro. As mãos masculinas tão graciosamente acariciam seu rosto macio entre o beijo lento e saudoso que mal te dão permissão para pensar em qualquer outra coisa senão este homem que te abriga sobre as próprias pernas.

Com o sorrisinho confiante enfeitando o canto dos lábios, Jaehyun interrompe o beijo apenas para anunciar a pista que você vinha esperando há meses — tudo já estava preparado para o momento. 

— Tenho uma surpresa, amor. — Jaehyun quase sussurra, sedutor e carinhoso, apertando de leve sua pele exposta um pouco acima do joelho. — Fiz uma reserva no Le Bernardin pra sexta. 

— Le Bernardin? — ao repetir o nome do recinto, seu rosto se ilumina ainda mais, contagiando o namorado. — Não tava completamente lotado até Junho? 

— Sim. Mas… — Jae move seu cabelo para trás do ombro, marcando o contorno dos lábios ali. — Seu namorado tem contatos, amorzinho. — ele solta um pouco de ar pelo nariz, orgulhoso de si mesmo. 

— Amor! — suas mãos vão até a boca para conter um gritinho eufórico. — Alguma ocasião especial?

Sua especialidade: sondar, fingindo-se de boba. Não é óbvio? 

— Você é minha ocasião especial, linda. 

Está aí, finalmente, o que lhe faltava. O pedido de casamento. 

Depois daquele dia de meio da semana, correu para fazer as unhas novamente, voltando ao salão apenas três dias depois da última vez. O cabelo também mereceu atenção: retocou as mechas e já aproveitou para deixar marcado um full blowout à domicílio na sexta-feira. 

Um Versace nunca lhe caíra tão bem, as costureiras ajustaram milimetricamente para abraçar suas curvas e deixá-la não menos do que perfeita.

Pela manhã do tão aguardado dia, a esteticista relaxou todos os músculos tensos de seu corpo e limpou a pele impecável à um nível de excelência incomparável. Fora preparada quase completamente por outras pessoas, no entanto a maquiagem sempre acabava em suas mãos. Lâncome, Dior, Yves Saint Laurent, Elizabeth Arden… seu rosto facilmente valeria mais do que um salário comum. 

Jaehyun chega num Rolls-Royce Spectre, o quinto favorito de sua coleção. Como sempre, vai até você, abre a porta do carro, não sem antes deixar um beijo apaixonado nos seus lábios e te banhar de elogios. Ele parece mais alegre, e você confirma: está acontecendo mesmo. 

No restaurante, a mesa é privada, a mais requisitada. Definitivamente alguém teve sua reserva deixada de lado por causa do pedido de Jaehyun, mas não dá tempo de sentir remorso. O luxo cobre desde as entradas até a sobremesa, transbordando na garrafa de vinho mais valiosa da coleção do Sr. Jung, pai de seu namorado. 

— Sua época favorita chegou. — Jaehyun engata noutro tópico após te fazer rir com uma história boba do último evento de negócios fora da cidade. — Have yourself a merry little Christmas… — a voz aveludada cantarola o primeiro verso da sua canção mais querida, e você sorri docemente para o namorado. 

— Tudo fica mais especial no Natal. — insiste no argumento antigo, fazendo-o revirar os olhos de brincadeira. Não vê nada diferente na data. — É sério! A neve, as decorações, tudo fica mais aconchegante, as bebidas nas cafeterias, os presentes, o espírito de união… 

— Você é tão linda, sabia? 

É agora. Meu Deus. 

Jaehyun sinaliza ao garçom no canto do cômodo o pedido para que se aproximasse. De forma discreta entrega o meio de pagamento e, assim que o outro se vai, ele entrelaça a mão na sua, alcançando-a entre o pequeno vaso de tulipas. 

— Nossa noite foi muito especial, amor. — ele diz, arrancando um sorriso exultante dos seus lábios. 

Espera que ele continue, talvez faça um pequeno discurso sobre o lindo amor que sentem, e… Nada. Simplesmente lhe devolvem o cartão, e ele se levanta para ir te ajudar a fazer o mesmo. 

Sem que conseguisse esconder, uma confusão e decepção se espalham pelo seu sangue. A expressão triste persiste no trajeto de volta no carro, o que o homem percebe apenas ao chegar em frente à mansão — você quase saiu sem se despedir, pior ainda, não permitiu que abrisse a porta, como é costume. 

— O que houve, princesa? Algo de errado nessa cabecinha? 

A genuína curiosidade te pega completamente desprevenida. As palavras ecoando em sua mente não são capazes de sair, só consegue encará-lo com o cenho franzido enquanto respira fundo para não denunciar a raiva. Afinal, suas expectativas, sua culpa. 

— É que… — quebra o silêncio após alguns instantes. — Eu esperava uma coisa e… Nossa. É melhor deixar pra lá, Jae. Eu bebi um pouco. 

É isso, põe a culpa nas duas taças de vinho e segue em frente.

Jaehyun ri. Começa baixo, mas logo toma uma proporção maior. Ele apoia a cabeça no volante, o rosto se torna rosa quando o ar lhe é escasso. Incrédula, quase perdida, você o fita com a pele borbulhando. 

— Você achou que eu fosse te pedir em casamento hoje? Eu devia ter imaginado, você tá mais produzida do que o normal. — ele suspira, secando as lágrimas e superando os resquícios da risada. — Me desculpa, amor, mas assim… ainda não. Né? 

Os olhos em meia lua voltam ao seu estado sério ao perceber que quem tinha lágrimas umedecendo as pálpebras é você, e por razões muito opostas. Nunca havia se sentido pequena assim diante de ninguém, poderia arriscar dizer que até se sente humilhada. 

— Eu acho melhor a gente dar um tempo. 

Foi tudo que conseguiu dizer antes de disparar para fora do veículo, direto para o seu quarto. A sorte é que seus pais também haviam saído, então apenas um dos seguranças e uma das empregadas da noite viram seu estado. 

Nos dias seguintes, as muitas ligações de Jae foram ignoradas. Tentou viver a rotina normalmente, mas a saudade e a decepção atormentavam seus pensamentos todo segundo. Não aguentou muito tempo e contou tudo para sua mãe, que doce como só, se compadeceu do drama que lhe afligia. 

“Nós vamos passar o Natal longe daqui, hm? Será bom, e você vai pensar em como resolver isso.” 

Uma pequena viagem para a fazenda dos tios foi programada de última hora para que você pudesse espairecer perto da natureza, longe do ritmo glamouroso da cidade. Não era lá bem uma ótima solução, e ainda assim, foi o melhor que puderam fazer. Além do mais, há anos vocês não visitavam a família no final de ano, será como solucionar dois problemas de uma só vez. 

Para Jaehyun, a situação toda não passa de um pequeno desentendimento. Uma hora ou outra você pediria para voltar.

[louddydisturb]

Galerinha bo fazer uma listinha dos plots q eu tenho e vcs falam qual ces querem primeiro, segundo e terceiro

Segue a lista:

Parte dois de back to me

Harry e louis universitarios, harry princesinha da uni e louis pegador bad boy e afins

Louis francês com harry amante

Louis segurança da harry rica mimada

O pai da harry tinha um barzinho q pessoas iam se apresentar ai o louis (melhor amigo) vai se apresentar r ela fica toda fraquinha

Louis ricasso ciumento e harry putinha brat

Parte dois de salvatore

Harry elfo e louis papai noel (tradicional)

Harry casada com um presidente e louis casada com outro presidente mas sempre fica dando em cima da H em reuniões e deixando ela toda sem jeito (larry fem)

Harry indo dar aula no presidio e o louis preso problematico(tradicional)

H e l integrantes de uma banda (uma vibe mais måneskin)

Louis e gemeas styles (louis namorado de uma delas)

Harry a esposinha troféu do Louis, bem a esposa "recatada exemplar" e ela ainda continuava virgem pq Lou nunca avançava o sinal mesmo a H querendo e provocando ele, H se torna a amante do L sem ele saber que na verdade é a sua esposa, pq ela achava q ele tinha uma amante

[goo-amalgamation]

Gegg honey, don’t watch Madoka Magica, okay? It’s for grownups and I think you would be bored and sad. There’s a lot of talking and a lot of really sad things happening.

There are some things about it I’d think you’d like that they have in other shows, though! Maybe we can watch Sailor Moon or Pretty Cure together! ^_^

(@daddestboyhalo)

Realwy? Aaw buut- do yyou thhink 🌌 wouuld bbe ssad iff I diddn't?

[goo-amalgamation]

Papaiiii . Pa quackity diied too aa fdly :/ abd everryone isss laugghing att him m . Meaniess.

Wait what

[nymrs]

hii🩷can you write a fluff imagine about dad!richarlison?

tysm and i love youu

-Pink anon🩷

#2. SAFE AND SOUND | Richarlison

Summary: Richarlison comforting (better said trying to comfort) your daughter after she had a nightmare.

Genre: fluff

You were woken up by soft whispers, recognising the voices of your husband and daughter, Lucia. Raindrops rolled down the window plane, thunder echoed through the room. Enough reason for Lucia to disturb her parents sleep. She was scared of thunderstorms, especially at night. Thunderstorms caused her to have bad dreams. You assumed it was just another nightmare, one of those she would usually have on such nights, and decided to finally let Richarlison take care of her once since it normally came down to be your job. Keeping your eyes closed and pretending to still be asleep, you listened to how your husband tried to comfort your daughter.

"So what was your dream about?", Richarlison murmured in order to not wake you up. Lucia hesitated a short moment, not wanting to remember what got her so upset, "There was this… weird, ugly man running after me. I tried to get away from him but he was too fast. Even faster than you on the field papai!" Richarlison expressed his 'shock' by a deep gasp, "Faster than daddy? Impossible!"

"Really papai! He was so fast", Lucia insisted. He shook his head in disbelief. "If you say so Lu. Did that ugly man do anything or was he only chasing you?" "He ran after me. I was so scared but he got closer and I couldn’t move. Then he… he said… mamãe and papai will die." Her sweet voice at the end broke as she was about to tear up again. God, pretending to be asleep has never been that hard for you. It was the first time she dreamt such a thing and all you wanted to do was hug her tight and tell her everything would be alright - unlike your husband. He sighed out before he responded. "Well, Lu… you should know. Everyone is gonna die someday. That’s the cycle of life." You shot your eyes open and widened them in negative surprise to his answer, quietly slapping his head which went unnoticed by your daughter. He gave you a confused look. "We too?", Lucia asked in a tone that showed you terrified she was. Silently, you mouthed a thousands of no's, earning more irritated gazes from your husband. "No Lucia, we won’t die", he quickly replied. "But why? You said everyone." Richarlison got overwhelmed by his daughters question, not knowing how to keep the conversation going as child-friendly as possible, and started to stutter. "Because… uhm, uh… Lucia, you know papai is a superhero. Superheroes don’t die." She let out a deep breath of relief. "And what about mommy and me?" You saw Richarlison getting nervous as he tried to think of another response. "Mommy is a superheroes wife and you’re my daughter", he said, softly patting her head and fiddling his fingers into her hair, "Don’t worry meu anjo. You'll have a loooong, long wonderful life. Mommy and daddy will always be there for you. Always." He pecked her forehead as his large hand softly went up and down her tiny back. With a calm grin on her face, her breath got steady and you could tell she was falling into sleep. "Cycle of life, huh?", you mocked your husband.

"I just don’t feel good lying to our daughter Y/N", Richarlison explained himself. "But she just turned four Richy, four! She doesn’t need to know about the cycle of life yet", you giggled out, "Next time she’s crawling into our bed because she had a bad dream, wake me up and let me take care of her, superhero."

[randomsloredrops]

Random's Lore Drops - Papaya the Grate.

(I said I wouldn't post today, BUT I LIED) Alright Nyehers, Hehers, and people that only see Papyrus as the type of guy to never say a single mean thing, here is...

Papay- I mean, Papyrus, the Great Papyrus. So anyways, I usually see Papyrus depicted as this guy that'd never even so much as insult someone, let alone say something is bad. But, uh... He outright tells you that you're a 'freaking weirdo' in the Genocide route, and he also tells Undyne, RIGHT at her face...

Although, there are a few 'childish' things about him, like how his favorite food is Dino Egg Oatmeal, calling swear words "CURSED WORDS", and also being read childrens books to sleep by Sans. But then again, he's also a master of psychological manipulation (/j). He uses reverse psychology against Undyne, as well as using a psychhological technique found in "Yes! 50 Scientifically Proven Ways to Be Persuasive" (yes this is a real book. I found out about this book through this post.) against YOU, the player, in the genocide route. Not only that, but he's MUCH stronger than he's made out to be, as well as a slight confirmation to having blasters (not specified to be Gaster Blasters though) through aborted genocide, where, during the "date", he says...

There's also the fact that, in the pacifist pre-boss cutscene, where Flowey arrives, everybody has 2 vines around them... Everybody except for MOTHERFUCKING PAPAYA BENEATHSTORY

WITH A WHOPPING FOUR FUCKING VINES AROUND HIM! Now, would this be because he's tall? Nah, explain Asgore, Undyne, and Toriel with their 2 vines? EXACTLY. Now, note that it is canon that Papyrus is "friends" with Flowey, and presumably has been for many MANY resets, so Flowey knows Papyrus' true strength. Not just that, but Undyne calls him "Pretty freakin' tough!" And it's just because he's so much of a BITCH (pacifist) that she won't let him join the guard. After all, it'd be too dangerous... (WOMP-FUCKING-WOMP, he still joins in post-pacifist as the last guard (because it's not the royal guard anymore)). So yeah, he's brutally fucking honest, he's most definitely not some weakling, he's just a bit childish and naive in his interests. He also canonically tries to avoid sleeping, or sleeps an unhealthily small amount based on the phone call of "room-fire-1", or the first hotland room, where you get to see Sans as Undyne hunts you down. He also, uh... Within "room-fire-rpuzzle", or that weird wacky vent room where each jump puts you on a pressure plate and changes the places that you can jump to, and you have to find the right pattern to head forward, if you call him (after hanging out with Undyne), Papyrus first tries to hand Undyne the phone, before telling you to call Alphys, who made the puzzle, with the exact dialogue: "WELL, ALPHYS MADE THE PUZZLE, RIGHT? YOU SHOULD JUST CALL HER UP... AND SAY IN A HOT VOICE... ALPHYS... I NEED HELP WITH A... (AUDIBLE WINK) PUZZLE..." before Undyne basically goes "wtf no????", and Papyrus offers to do it himself, with another resounding "NO????". Anyways I did this despite needing to do hw because lmao idk I just, uhh...... procrastination lmao. Anyways, I'm not scheduling this for shit. BUHBYE.

[sorvete-de-pacoca]

Friday Prompt!

It had been a bad day.

The world meeting at been extremely chaotic and not productive at all. It didn't help the fact that once Alfred had lost it and thrown all of his old grievances at Arthur, everyone decided to open up old wounds.

At the end, sides at been taken, furniture and office suplies had been thrown and everyone was tired of screaming and in a hurry to get home before commiting murder.

Which was why Luciano and Afonso were stuck inside the building, both pissed and bleeding, as they waited for their respective Ubers, which were around 45 minutes away.

"I hate you," Luciano muttered.

"And the mask falls off! Finally a glimpse into the real Luciano that no one gets to see but me."

"Everything I hate about myself came from you."

"And what do you want me to do about it, Luciano?"

Luciano pushed him against the wall. Afonso was expecting a punch, but instead he felt Luciano biting and sucking the skin of his neck, his hands going under his suit to his chest.

"Take responsability... Papai."

(spicy alert! 🔥🔥🔥)

Afonso grabs his collar and brings him into a kiss, heated and not gentle. More teeth than tongue. Luciano is rough as well, biting his lip as if he wanted to consume the man who gave him so much problems.

He lifts Afonso with no effort, pinning him into the wall while he moved his hips against him. He attacks his neck again while the older man complains.

"Someone might see us..."

"I don`t give a fuck."

Afonso clicks his tongue "Of course you don't. Stupid brat, always so damn selfish-ah...!" he let it escape as he gets humped by the taller man. Afonso claws his back and if it wasn't for the fabric of his clothes he would be leaving bloody trails on his skin. The friction of clothed body was frustrating, eventually Luciano lowers him just time enough to unbuckle his belt. Afonso was about to do the same but in his impatience the younger man does the job for him. They kiss and taste each other`s blood while Afonso stroked their erections together.

Luciano had both palms resting on the wall while his hips moved and thrusted into the other man`s palms. He is close, and that sea devil seems to had predicted that because he stops stroking him to now only focus on his own erection. Luciano groans, a whimper mixed with it "Let me finish..."

"Only after I'm done." Afonso grins like a mad man "Be a good boy and wait for your turn."

"Fuck you. Fuck you so much!" The vision of the disheveled man jerking off in front of him makes his hips move by itself. He curses him more in a low and hoarse voice. Afonso shuts him down with another kiss, he ends up betraying himself because as he gets closer he strokes their cocks together again. Luciano finishes almost at the same time as him. Both man moaning and panting, their voices echoing in the empty hall.

Luciano rests his sweaty forehead on his shoulder and supports Afonso with an arm, preventing the man from sliding on the wall. The phones in their pockets light up, both showing messages of impatient drivers and that their respective trips were canceled 10 minutes ago.