#pollo makes me insane

[multifariousqueer]

Miles G x Done! Reader

A/n: I’ve had this idea to finish this so this is gonna be the last part of this story. Once again, requests are closed but nice comments are appreciated 🫶🏽🫶🏽

Warnings: Yandere behavior, arguing, strong language, Stockholm syndrome, mentions of starvation and your circulation being cut off(very brief at the end), kidnapping, toxic behavior, violence, mentions of blood and bruises, lmk if I missed one

You felt a strong pair of arms grip your being as you struggled for freedom. Every thought you had somehow left your mind and new thoughts took their place, most of them being about how you were gonna get out of this when suddenly, everything was dark and you heard a familiar voice:

“You thought you could escape me Mami?”

~~~

When you awoke, you were in a cold room that felt almost sterile yet it felt like someone had tried to make it homey. A punching bad stood in the corner and it seemed you were in a wear house.

You dawned a leg chain as if you were an animal and you were wearing an outfit that had been long abandoned. Your hair felt puffier and you realized it was in the style you had when you left him(or so you thought).

The lights flickered on as you grimaced and the sound of fluorescent lighting buzzing and filling your ear and you attempted to shield your face in a last stitch effort to give yourself comfort in such an uncomfortable environment. His figure stalked through the door slowly as he glared at you. He was wearing his usual Prowler attire while dawning the same necklace you two had as a symbol of your long forgotten love.

Miles stalked closer as you tried to shuffle away knowing what was to come. Tears slipped down your cheeks as he put his hand on your cheek and wiped the tears away.

“Hola, mi amor. I understand these aren’t the best circumstances for us to reconcile but it still serves its purpose” he said

“Fuck you you insane bastard” you said lowly

“Such strong language for someone in such a weak position” he smirked

“What do you want?” You questioned

“You. It’s always been you”

“Why do you want me after all this time? I’ve changed I’m not the same anymore, Miles” you tried to convince him

“Just because you move to a new state which wasn’t far enough cuz I was still able to get you, and change your fits and hair doesn’t mean you’re any different, y/n. I get it, I haven’t been the most attentive or even the best boyfriend but I’m still yours and you’re still mine.”

“That’s not true. You hid being the prowler from me, you isolated me from my family, friends, everyone that cared about me” you said

“Because I love you, Y/n. When will you understand that? You wanted me so badly and now you have me.” He smirked crouching to your level

“I wanted you before I knew how much of a wackjob you were” you said, trying to scoot away from this monster

“Did you really just say ‘wackjob’ ma?” He laughed like it was Kevin Heart in front of him

“YES I DID BECAUSE THATS WHAT YOURE ARE!!” You screamed. Miles didn’t even flinch and instead just smiled

“Mama I’m not a ‘wackjob’ I’m your man and no amount of shitty hair dye and new clothes can change that” he said

“I hate you Miles Morales” You cried

“You’ll grow to love me just as you once did, Y/n. Just give it time” he said before getting up and leaving

“Oh and Ma?” He asked but you didn’t answer

“I left you some sopa de pollo because I know how tired you must be. And if it’s not gone by the morning, I’ll make you eat it in front of me and” he said before leaving one fluorescent light on and leaving the room. Leaving you with chicken soup and in tears.

The next day he uphold his promise and made you eat by forcing you to swallow it and spoon feeding you:

“I’ll feed you every meal, Chiquita if that’s what it’ll take for you to love me again” Miles said

“It’s gonna be a lot of meals before that happens” you joked

Miles smiled as he saw a sliver of your personality shined through. He always adored your humor and your wit and took this as a sign you’d be back to normal within no time.

The next three weeks we’re both grueling and miserable yet somewhat Euphoric. Starving wasn’t an option since he would spoon feed you(which you started eating yourself) and neither was hoping your circulation would cut off because he padded the leg cuff. Although lately, he would give you “breaks” which meant he let you walk around the warehouse a bit. You started joking more and being more open and Miles couldn’t be happier.

He started staying with you longer and cuddling with you now that trust was built up again and he felt like you were back to how you were before. He adored you and would do anything for you. If you had a cold, he would get you meds and nurse you back to health; if you had a food craving, he would get it in a heartbeat. It even got to the point of you taking care of Miles yourself.

Sometimes he would come in with cuts and bruises and you would gently nurse him back to health and clean his cuts with the little first aid kit he gave you. It felt so weird to be falling for him again and suddenly you felt like the first time you met him. It took months to crack his shell but once you did, it was over for you.

Perhaps it was the Stockholm Syndrome, maybe the lighting or maybe the fact that he went this far to care for you that made you start to love him once more.

~~~

[matcha-flavored-cake]

୧ ‧₊˚ 🥐 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐄!𝟒𝟐 𝐇𝐂𝐒.

. warnings: mentions of death (Jefferson) and grief, grammar erros (english is not my first language).

. featuring: Miles Morales (e!42)

. wc: 1.4k

.a/n: if you see grammatical errors, or me saying something in Spanish wrong, please feel free to correct me. My Spanish is rusty as fuck

hcs for miles 1610 here

He listens to a lot of reggaeton, afrobeat, and R&B. C'mon guys, look at my face and say to me he doesn't, also he prob like old school rap too, thanks to uncle Aaron and his dad, Jefferson probably showed his some jazz

I feel like Mama Rio and Abuelita Gloria showed him some old Puerto Rican singers and he listens old songs from time to time, specially when his nana is visiting

This man knows mechanics. Period. Help his mom to fix things around the house, shower, the lights etc. Bet his 'son and dad' time involved something with fixing things around the house and Jefferson 'passing the knowledge ' to Miles

"Listen Miles, you're the man in the house when I'm not around got it?"

"'kay dad"

"When I'm not around you're responsible for your mom deal? Gotta make sure she's in good hands when I'm not around"

"I gotchu dad, don't worry"

Ok listen, I'm kicking my feet thinking about Miles tuning his uncle's Ducati (and prob Aaron has a Ducati Scrambler. I do not take criticism), while listening music I'm just *giggling like a schoolgirl*

Btw I feel like if Miles ever had a motorcycle for his personal use and not for Prowler activities, it would be a Kawasaki Ninja or a Yamaha XSR 900. For Prowler activity honestly, he would have a Hayabusa bc it's fast as fuck, with purple neon lights like his Prowler suit. you cannot argue with me. I feel like it was a way of him and his uncle spend time together before his dad died

Miles prob is always tinkering with the titanium claws and his paraphernalia. (I love this word btw)

So yeah prob hes always with his uncle doing shit on the motorcycle or his suit while listening music or sum, or practicing boxing together.

And I bet his mom slapped them two when she once arrived and saw Aaron teaching Miles how to pilot a bike

"What you're doing with my son Aaron!" *that one meme of a man slapping the player on the shoulder*

"Ouch ouch! I'm just teachin' the kid how to pilot Rio, I surrender I surrender!"

"¿Y tú? ¿Qué diablos está en tu mente, Miles? ¡Montando una motocicleta! What am I going to do with you Miles Gonzalo Morales?!"

"¡Cálmate mamá! Uncle Aaron was just teachin' me, no es gran cos- ouch! Mom that hurts!"

Speaking of which, Mama Rio has insane strength on her arms (being a nurse demand a lot of strength to carry patients, changing their clothes, helping them bathe and all), that being said, when Mama Rio get ✨la chancla✨ oh boy, run, no kidding, run

(Everytime my mom grabbed her havaianas I runned more than Usain Bolt. I still do honestly)

I have a feeling that Miles knows how to cook, like he always knew. Arroz con pollo? Bet, does it with eyes closed. Fancy meals? Oh boy he's probably the only guy that the women of the family let inside the kitchen to help with Christmas banquet.

He eat his veggies, hates wasting food, it's not a picky eater but don't put pickles on his burger for the love of God.

Bet his nana tried to give him a bit of coquito without his mom seeing. (I hc his nana is one of those old lady that are a menace to society)

"Take a sip don't worry, No one is watching"

"No nana I'm all good"

"¡Mamá! Take this away from Miles."

Since his dad passed away he understood quite early that now he is the man in the house, that now he's the one to take care of his mom. So he started paying more attention to the chores. His mom is on duty? He's putting some music and cleaning the house, changing the blankets of his mom's bed, and probably making something for her to eat when she come back.

Prob has his mom schedule on his phone to make sure he knows where she is so it wouldn't risk her seeing his as the Prowler and he can watch out from the buildings while Rio walks to her work

Sunday family lunch was usual at Miles' house, his dad 'helping' his mom with the food (he just looked and passed her the ingredients), while Miles set the table. Music on the radio, enjoying the day before Miles need to go back to Brooklyn Visions.

Prefer more salty foods than sweets. Likes eating steak, it doesn't matter if it's BBQ or carne assada, he likes meat. For sweets, he's obsessed with the way his mom does Tembleque (sorry Abuelita Gloria)

We know his room is quite similar to 1610 Miles, but I feel like he doesn't have as many toys as 1610 Miles does. He sold some and used the money to help his mom somehow, he just doesn't want to be a burden for her.

I feel like he doesn't give his mom the money, he straight up pays the bill, or does groceries, so there's no way his mom can deny it. That or he gives the money to his uncle and they pretend that it is Aaron helping them.

It's confirmed by the artbook that Miles Prowler is a vigilante. That being said I think he decided to be the Prowler to help his place somehow, maybe even to make his dad proud, and to make his mom's life easier (just imagine the amount of people that get in the hospital because of how dangerous is the city now my god).

His mom is the priority in his life, he loves his family, his neighborhood and his friends. He's a kind soul with a shattered heart.

Miles is a quite good student. Not the '🤓☝️ actually that's happened at 09:12 in 1786…' type of smart, but the fast thinking kind of smart student. If he doesn't remember the formula he uses logical thinking. Prob takes classes ahead of his years and since he's always tinkering with his uncle his grades in calculus related stuff are pretty high.

Very good with Spanish by the way. Since his dad passed away he started learning more and more to speak with his mom in her native language to make her feel more 'at home' somehow.

I feel like in the first week after his dad passed away he slept in his house for some time and not in Brooklyn Visions dorms, he wished to be with his mom. He did not want her to be alone on her bed, mourning hi dad's death. Abuelita Gloria stayed some months with them too to help her daughter and to help Miles

Miles do his best to be organized, make his bed everyday after waking up, his cabinet is always organized, his Jordans are clean and probably have a collection of them on a shelf in his room. The only messy place on his room is his desk

Has a vinyl collection, don't argue with me. There's literally a bunch of vinyls in his room, guys.

Has some old Puerto Rican singers vinyls on his room thanks to Abuelita Gloria

Miles sings a bit, and have quite a melodic baritone voice. For my synesthetic friends, his voice sounds like honey, Miles is most of times humming when he's making upgrades on his claws

He's more athletic than 1610 Miles. Parkour, boxing and playing basketball with his neighbors and uncle

Started parkour because of his prowler activities to keep up with his uncle, same with boxing, after all he needed to defend himself and his mom. I don't doubt he knows krav maga too and I also don't doubt he taught his mom self defense.

Bought his mom a self defense kit

Uncle Aaron teached him forbidden movements in jiu jitsu, I take zero criticism on that one

Miles has a hard time sleeping sometimes, doesn't shift much when sleeping and has a knife under his pillow or something both in his house room and in Brooklyn Visions.

Loves, love, loves kids, as i said he's a kind soul with a shattered heart, and I think he's quite good with kids, and scares the shit of some at the same time.

I feel 'angry painter' vibes from him. He sketches and all but I feel like he's more of a painter and graffiti kind of guy. I do think he knows how to play bass or piano btw

Would get piercings on his ear and tongue, yes. But since he's the Prowler it would be troublesome because of the time that takes to heal

The old ladies of the neighborhood love him, he's kind to them, and always scare away weird looking guys

Is the crush nextdoor of almost every girl on the neighborhood

One time he scared the shit out of a creep on his neighborhood. Punched the guy so bad that dislocate the man's jaw. Since then he need to hide himself on valentine day, the good part about it is that he got a lot of chocolate to eat.

Seems like a bad boy all the time but he's an introvert. Miles do his best to don't get attached to people bc he doesn't want to drag them into his world or risk people he loves

He just don't want see people dying anymore, that's why he does what he does, to make the world a little bit safe, even if it's just a bit

@matcha-flavored-cake © • do not copy, translate or use as your own

[slamminslamminmcgill]

Thoughts on Lalo and facials, sir 🎤

of course babe mwah

DEFINITELY a favorite of his. it’s either that or he’ll cum inside whichever hole he happens to be occupying at that moment

for him it’s the vulgarity and degradation. seeing your pretty face desecrated with him (especially if you’re wearing makeup and it all becomes a runny mess) is a massive ego boost. he loves seeing just how badly he can fucking ruin you

he’ll even grab some of your hair and use it to wipe the last few drops off his cock

once he’s done and you’re sufficiently plastered, he grabs you by the chin and scratches it like you’re a dog, “aw, ¡te pobrecito! (you poor thing!) so messy! you got lalo all over your face! lemme clean you up, baby boy…”

he’ll slurp it off your face and spit it back into your mouth. if you don’t think lalo salamanca loves the taste of his own cum block me right fuckin now did we watch the same show he’s NASTY!!!!!

he will abso-fucking-lutely do them in semi-public areas and not let you wipe it off. like you blow him in his car in the los pollos hermanos parking lot and he blasts all over your face. you know damn well he’s dragging you in there and making you talk to gus bc he’s insane

“hey, fring! where do you keep the napkins around here? my friend’s a bit of a messy eater, haha. have you guys met?”

meanwhile you’re mortified and just keeping your head down and letting the next generation of salamanca kids drip onto the floor

(perrito lore) while y’all are in prison together he’ll do this in the showers too and make you do a walk of shame with him. hey, c’mon, he’s proud of you!!! 🥺 he likes showing off his prize doggy to the other inmates. just flexing what a catch he has and they don’t, y’know? and only when you get back to your cell does he let you wash it off in the sink :3

he doesn’t like being too predictable tho. ofc he has to mix it up sometimes.

he’s blowing your back out, you’re on orgasm number… 4? maybe? whatever. you weren’t taking inventory. then suddenly he goes still. then his hand comes down onto your ass with a loud-

SMACK

-and a sharp sting ringing after it.

“on the floor. now.”

he doesn’t have to elaborate. you know what that means (or so you think). you assume the position, kneeling down, facing him, eyes closed, tongue out, waiting to feel him shoot onto your face.

and he at the very last second, he aims his cock down. you hear him cum with a deep, cathartic, satisfying groan, but you feel nothing. you crack an eye open, confused. did he somehow shoot a blank?

lalo smiles at your confusion, then points to the puddle of cum he just shot on the hardwood floor.

“lick it up.”

[yinwaryuri]

Okay, the whole question of how Pete was roommateless before Porsche came along being discussed got my brain making rotisserie chicken and besties it's pollo a la brasa. Like many, we can assume that his previous roomie just died, but honey that boy was waaayyy too comfortable with his bits hanging out. That's single-person-who-hasn't- shared-space-in-ages behavior número uno.

Just paraphrasing my tags on that post, I believe somehow Pete has just always managed to live alone regardless of how many new hires there have been throughout his time with the major family. How isn't the important part (although it's speculated between clerical error, other guards just sensing him as a weirdo and leaving him alone, or my own thought that he engineered it himself). But I like to think that the reason Porsche became his roommate is because he was getting bored in his career working for Tankhun and only having Arm and Pol (who also worked for Khun) for companionship. So he finally allowed sharing his space to happen, accepting that his naked workout sessions would certainly become less frequent.

This is just leading up to the point of my post, actually. Because what I'm getting at is that without Porsche and Pete becoming roommates and clicking so well, VegasPete couldn't have happened. But more importantly, if Pete hadn't allowed that change to happen for himself. He simply got lucky in the fact that he liked Porsche.

From here it's essentially just the domino effects of events:

Porsche begins working at the compound

He becomes roomies (and besties) with Pete

Gun tells Vegas to watch Porsche

Vegas internalizes this as "flirt with Porsche" while continuing to enact his plans with Tawan and the Yakuza

Pete is assigned to follow Vegas on multiple occasions, which Vegas picks up on and takes advantage of the many opportunities to make him squirm deliciously

The Tawan Shit Goes Down

Pete trusts Porsche's innocence and risks his life unveiling Vegas's plans, which gets him captured

Vegas is blacklisted, he tortures Pete and the goes to the safehouse with him

Ensue pressure cooker of The Most Insane Romance In History plot goes down

The rest of canon as follows

The key thing to me is that if Pete hadn't made that one minor change, he likely would never have ended up in that safehouse. The moment he let Porsche in, he was always going to end up there eventually. But the thing that makes his and Vegas's story even better is that he still had to choose Vegas. He had chances to turn away and say no the whole way, and he even does so when he escapes the safehouse! A chain of events may have dictated how he fell for Vegas, but ultimately he chose him anyway.

[pollopom]

Some of Zato's / Eddie's character art and what they make me feel, a thread ✨️

(pollo gets nsfw-ish)

Missing Link (but not really):

WHY ARE YOU SO WIDE

i wanna draw like this tbh

the pose is peak

Eddie snake looks sick

this is just cool and im gonna kiss him

GGX:

Eddie looks like a sperm

your chest is SO WIDE

he kinda looks like Johnny Bravo lol

GGX too:

i have nothing funny to say this art is literally so good

GGXX:

oomf got a haircut

Zato looks short for some reason huehue

probably one of my least favorites

it's not bad it just doesn't have that oomph

Isuka:

GUH!!!

this artwork makes me SO FUCKING INSANE

FERAL GRHARGAHR

CHEWING THIS ART AND SPITTING IT BACK OUT

this is fucked up in the best kind of way

also the shading is goals

Accent Core:

would (talking about Eddie)

Eddie just enjoys posing Zato's corpse it seems (it's his only toy)

no matter how long i look at it i still can't tell what's going on with Eddie's body

Zato looks GREEN

he was left out of the fridge a little bit too long

Xrd:

GRRR

i want to punch him in the face (affectionate)

they practiced this one

the hand over Zato's hip-

im convinced he's wearing a latex bodysuit

literally a whore

Strive:

GRRR

beefcake

they hit the gym

the pose the shadow the claws

GRRRRRRR

they're melting into each other do i need to elaborate

still a whore

HONORABLE MENTION ❗️❗️❗️

i dont remember where this is from Accent Core i think:

my eyes left my sockets the first time i saw this

made me cum

i am not nearly as eloquent to put into words why i like this so much so people are gonna think im weird

i guess i like the juxtaposition or eroticism and death

this does things to my brain

literally the monkey meme

oh yeah this art is in my pinned lol

[spiritateababy]

Hi everyone, it's me (Spirit) once again spamming my work on tumblr.

Today, we'll explore the side of me I barely mention, my roblox building period. This post will contain some of my best works from this time.

Insolence Chamber (2021) (Piggy)

I was a massive Piggy nerd when I started out. So this led to me making most of my builds based on Piggy. This was for an idea of mine for a Piggy chapter. The idea was that [SECTION FOR PIGGY GEEKS ONLY PEOPLE OVER THE AGE OF 10 NOT ALLOWED] it would take place in a sort of nightmare realm for the player. It would just be them running from the spirits of Bunny and Doggy, as well as the deformed visage of Zizzy. It would all accumulate in the player getting over their "deaths" (which were really just them getting infected) and waking up. I never finished the map aside from a hallway and spawn room, as well as the models of main antagonists. I used the hallway for a showcase of a Piggy skin, speaking of which-

Wally and Jackie (2021) (Piggy) [Contact info in images outdated, refer to my card please]

Wally and Jackie were my third to last final Piggy skins. The lore was basically that Jackie had become sentient and, as a disciple of TIO (the big bag of Piggy), decided he would help in being a nuisance. Thing is, he's a puppet, and he needs legs to walk, where Wally comes in. Wally is sentient, he can talk and walk on his own, but he's bound to Jackie, so he's basically forced to help out with his tomfoolery.

Maggie Mae (2021) (Piggy)

Fun fact! I thought it would be funny to turn the skin's first image into a fake leak for the main-game and replace my credits with MiniToon's. Boy did I get bit back in the ass HARD for that one. Anyways, Maggie Mae is deformed as all hell, her design is somewhat inspired by siren-head and her name is from a Beatle's song. That's it.

Deepfreeze (2021) (Piggy)

Deepfreeze is a favorite child. He's my final Piggy skin and one of my most simplistic, which I like! His lore is that he was a military researcher basically left to rot, but his vengeance and ego brought him back to life how he is. He also had 2 cool showcase images, which I'm certain are now lost to time.

Subject Williams (2021) (Piggy)

Williams...I'm still pretty mixed on him. He looks great, but also weird. I made his head in blender, which probably looks like a polygonal nightmare considering how it was my first time using blender. He had an earlier version (see far right) which was uglier, and pretty confusing. The lore for Williams was that he wanted to help Mr. P with a cure for his wife, but having drank an early version of the potion that made everyone go insane, he went insane and turned into an abomination.

Alright, I'm out of things to be proud of. Piggy skin speedrun!

alright, my past in Piggy is out of the way, let's get to cooking!

Los Pollos Hermanos (2022)

Oh, that is actually dreadful timing. Dear god.

Welp, here's Los Pollos Hermanos. I made this in my free time and it was going to be turned into the centerpiece of a showcase game. I lost confidence after I started to worry about the building's accuracy to the real-deal. Fun fact! I got banned because of this game. I thought it would be funny to set the game's icon to this, and it got me banned for a week.

Hey, remember my post about the Lounge and Riot? (2021-2022)

Left to right, a factory that would've been a backdrop for RIOT, a store that would've had an arena inside, a naked render, and some conference room that the game's owner told me he would finish (he never did)

McMc (2021)

McMc aged worse than the Lounge, a lot of stuff looks very off now and it's very messy in general. I'm actually glad RIOT's owner didn't add this to the game (either way I sent it to him and I'm still a little mad about that)

and so ends part 1 of the mega post. Thank you for joining me on my journey thus far, and I'll see you again when I post the continuation.

[fictionkinfessions]

this is just. kind of me coming to terms with the fact i probably wont ever see them again {tag as fictionkin pls :} }

heart, i love you so so much. i’m sorry. and i forgive you, too. even if what you did was awful, i shouldn’t have enabled mind. and i hope you’re loving life right now. brush your wings for me, junes <3

mind, i know how much you hate the word love, but i love you. please never doubt that you’re cared for despite how mean you were. and i’m sorry for everything that happened to you. make sure to check your wires, ‘pollo <3

whole, you put us in this whole mess, but i’ll miss you so so much. i’m you, it would be insane for me to hate you somehow. make sure darrell is okay, please keep heart and mind out of trouble. enjoy being one and don’t restart again. they shouldn’t have to go through that. take care of yourself, cj.

-🔱

📦

[loverboybrightsideghost]

a list of things that make me happy bc i haven't been feeling like myself lately and this semester has been rough and not feeling like myself has made me even feel less like myself by making me Very Sad:

my friends. their laughter. their beautiful goofy smiles and their gorgeous faces. their hugs or other expressions of affection. the fact that they will hug me even though i know some of them aren't the biggest huggers in the world. the fact that they listen to me go on and on about things they wouldn't care less about if i wasn't the one saying them. the fact that i would gladly listen to them on and on in rapt fascination about whatever thing they like that i wouldn't care about if it wasn't them saying it. when they send me things and simply say "you." my friend who won't stop offering to help, who gives advice on music all the time.

a separate bullet point, well-earned: the fact that though i am in school to be a musician, every single real friend i've made here is friends with me because they like me as a person, not because of how well i can play my instrument

seeing dogs on campus. the big white service dog with his happy face of pride. the fluffy brown and black mop dog sitting like a stuffed toy under it's owner's chair next to the lake. the pitbull looking thing that was waiting patiently for her guy to get back and keep going on their walk. my friend's dogs who i've met or not met. my sister's dog who is a little bit dumb but smart for a dog and you can see her self awareness in her eyes and the way she's like a child who would give you flowers before telling you the principal is going to call for shitting on the carpet. her bald tail because she wags it so hard that my sister doesn't need to decorate for halloween, and yet she keeps wagging like she doesn't feel the pain of it slapping into everything her height. my tia's dog who's basically a bratty human baby and the time my brother held her and everyone was shocked and amazed bc she'd never looked more in total complete happiness.

kitty cats. campus cats. the black cat who followed me around with the biggest eyes today bc he could smell my unfinished pollo tropical bowl. the orange cat who's meows kind of sound like a person yelling a little bit who rubs against every single surface and the way all the cats turn around from walking away and try to nonchalantly sidle up the second i put my bookbag on the ground bc they know they're gonna get treats. my teacher's cat who's all grown up now and has two brothers, but once upon a time was so small he sat behind me in my chair while i was playing in a lesson, so i had to not move/be very still other than playing in order to not disturb him. and the way he wouldn't fit in my lap then bc i was too small AND he was too small. the old men (two of them, not sure if they even know each other) who come to feed our campus cats every single day at the same time. the old black cat who's very beat up and won't go near anyone other than that one old man, but yet has the highest pitched, baby-iest sounding meow ever.

the magic of musicals. the way the order of operations is "when you can't talk anymore, you sing, and when you can't sing, you dance." how these beautiful intricate constructions tell stories upon stories, some of which most people will never hear unless they get Really Really into it (or it's their job) and they analyze the scores to high heaven. sideways's youtube channel. anastasia. once on this island. les mis. everything sondheim. i can't even begin to describe how much i love musicals. i cannot i truly can't. the first and enduring real love of my life.

my parents, because even though they drive me insane and i frequently (the older i get more like) want to run away and scream that it's all their fault, they have so far always stood by me, and i have always been more or less safe at home (even if they don't know certain things about me that i fear would make that change). their humor. them being my headache.

the time my little brother texted me back "take your rest" when i offered my only spare 30 minutes of the day to help him learn something. that meant a lot to me.

downloading PDF after PDF with far too many pages but knowing i'll at least look through them and learn a little more.

learning. knowing. understanding. knowledge. i love learning i will never stop loving learning and reading about new things about old old old things. about the world.

quiche. that's it quiche makes me happy.

feeling comfy cozy.

breathing.

[into-the-center-of-things]

day nine: west side chicago part two!!!

We stopped into another cafe called Wormhole Coffee because @germfreeadulthood wanted a little pick me up, and it was 80s themed which I found cute. Plus the coffee they got was insanely delicious (it was like, white miso and black sesame seeds and caramel and it had good mouth feel when they let me taste a bit...wondering if I could recreate that at home...)

Then we went into Myopic Books, which is a GINORMOUS used bookstore—like, it had a basement level and an upper level besides just the main level. The poetry selection was really big but the book I wanted was like 12 or 15 dollars which is like basically market price so I didn't get it...I'll look for it at the library when I'm home...

Overall I was just impressed by the size of it. If I had more disposable income I'd definitely buy stuff from here.

Then we walked to Taco Pros to get food, the vegetarian burrito was, to my relief, delicious (it was like a more dressed up El Pollo Loco burrito but...i don't dislike that joint...its comfort food for me...)

Then we took transit back to the apartment and I...immediately fell asleep for 2 hours >.< I dunno why that keeps happening, my energy has been low and I keep waking up dizzy and headachey so I hope that doesn't mean I'm getting sick (@germfreeadulthood gave me some COVID tests to take when I'm back).

Once I woke up and showered (for the last time until I return to California) we watched the director's cut of Donnie Darko, which I didn't really understand very much but the music was very 80s and the cheap effects and CGI were great (I love practical effects or the creative ways teams use low budgets to make horror look a certain way).

Anyways, lots of walking, some pics below of some cool things sighted during the walks...day 10 is the first leg of my train back home and I'm hoping I don't get too bored or stir crazy...

[eleccy]

i love all of this au! especially rapunzel!klav!! it works so well! but i like the reversal au too with rapunzel!pollo. especially because the idea of apollo dealing with a gothel!kristoph makes me insane

pls tell us more abt the rapunzel au i couldn't find any posts about it on your blog :<

ah well, that's because i haven't posted anything about it here yet! this was back during the ancient times of 2020 ... when i only posted on the bird app ... i guess it'd be more correct to call this a tangled au, really! i just really wanted to draw klavier with long flowing locks back then wheezes

[apollo voice] they never get my forehead right!

and oh yea, right now was thinking about what apollo would have named himself like how eugene chose "flynn" and my two ideas are: he names himself after phoenix (either a real person or like an idealized figure in a book he read) OR we use his beta-game name justin swift HGSFD

bonus:

[apolloluver69]

Some tweets from my twitter!

i just compiled some of my tweets that have to do with Pollo, Hya, etc.!

u can see why i sometimes draw things the way i do! each ‘-’ is like a new subject!

have fun reading 🌞

-i just got a big brain idea: hyacinthus had a fear of heights bc of the times zephyrus scoops him to the sky and harasses him but he was able to over come it by climbing the mountains with apollo

apollo discovers the ptsd when he tried to take hya for a ride on his cloud.. pollo took off fast trying to show off hya but hya was hugging him real tight, face completely stuffed in pollo's back.. pollo thought it was cute until he noticed the shaking

hya looks up, his eyes watery and pollo's like oh shit.. pollo immediately goes does and hya takes off(he doesnt feel comfortable telling yet bc zeph and pollo r gods) then blah blah stuff happens pollo and hya get back together

they do all the hunting, music, games stuff together, climbing the mountains every few times until one day they both finally climbed to the top, enjoy scenery, AND BOOM first kiss and after that hya goes to hyperborea with pollo, gets his own swan, etc.

-guys.. i was doing more reading and remember how i talked about hya's fear of heights.. theres a description of a painting with pollo extending his hand for hya to join him on the chariot drawn by swansand hya's also holding a spear (a hint of hya's spear skills perhaps?

-just realized how sparta got people so pretty gods fight bc of them (helen and hya..

-What if the reason apollo didnt marry hya is bc he learned that in spartan marriage, the brides shaved their head

-thinking about how hya having dumb and pure thoughts just makes apollo fall in love with him more bc he can read minds HDYDKHFDHDHJD

-notice how none of the hya and apollo stories dont mention that they did boxing together.. 

hya: we should try boxing together! 

apollo: oh im a pro! I've been boxing since i was a few days old! im basically the god of boxing! lemme practice a little before we start! 

 apollo: *gets up and starts doing light hoping and throws 1 punch infront of a tree* [pause] [theres a gush of wind and tree slowly cracks and breaks in half, crashing down] 

hya: nevermind! 😃

-hya wanted to do EVERYTHING with apollo, so i imagine hya gets some scratches and marks on his body everytime he adventures with apollo

- i believe apollo sucked most of the nutrients in the womb, hence making artemis short

i think he sucked all of her intimate desires too LMAO

-ive come to the conclusion that apollo has a big smile on his face everytime hes about to kill/really pissed bc if u look at the apollo of veii, hes actually trying to get the golden stag back from Hercules n he has a scary smile(ok it maybe the way they made statues but WHATEVR)

and in the Phorbas boxing match, before he delivered the deadly blow, it said he had a smile mingled in wrath lol so: the sun can't kill you if its not shining bright

-It makes sense to have apollo be the tallest god in Olympus bc he represents the sun and its the biggest thing of the solar system!!..... and artemis being the smallest... bcs shes earths little moon......

- Asking apollo and artemis what their body count is, they'll both be high numbers but very different meanings

- Remember when i talked about apollo smiling when hes angry.. yknow what other animals smile/shine theyre teeth when angry.. wolves/dogs

- Applying for hyperborean citizenship so i can become part of the biggest apollo fanclub

- shoutout to the cult of apollo who learned about hyacinthus the spring deity and then immediately decided to make him apollo's boyfriend

- hya at times butting heads with hermes bc he has a stronger sense of justice than apollo

- even tho hes ageless, i like to think apollo changes himself to look older/bigger bc of the countless times people thinks he's his kids' sibling or bf and plus makes him more fatherly

- i wanna ask some Phoenicians who they think was the lucky guy that knocked up apollo

-SPEAKING OF STRINGS. when the apollo ebook( Apollo by fritz graf ) said apollo uses strings to either bring joy(lyre) or death(bow) my pea brain was BLOWN

-Normal people after reading tsoa: wow p*trochilles otp 

Me after tsoa: apollo.... hot..

Worst part is miller doesnt even like apollo  so she wasnt even trying to make him appealing😭

- Went thur many iliads to see Homer really did call apollo the best of the gods AND HES NOT FUCKING WRONG !!!!! I liked the one calling him matchless bc i dont think he's ever been defeated?? (Except emotionally lol

[skeilig]

Ranking every Lalo episode by how sexy he is, or: I was in the car for hours today and had to write a listicle to entertain myself.

5.06 “Wexler v. Goodman”

Lalo only has one short scene in this episode, and no dialogue, so this is basically a default choice for least sexy. However, it’s still pretty sexy that he was ready to exchange fire with up to three cops in broad daylight and only decided to surrender when a fourth cop car showed up. LOL. 

5.02 “50% Off” 

While this is the seminal Lacho episode, it is not, in my opinion, a very notable Lalo episode. However, he still has great moments including: giggling and eating snacks while watching Nacho risk his life, cooking lunch for himself and Nacho, and going all dead shark eyes on Nacho until he offers to kill his childhood friend. 

6.05 “Black and Blue”

I’m sure this is a controversially low rating. You can send me anon hate about it, but first, hear me out. The thing is, I love LALO and he’s not LALO in this episode, is he? He’s Ben from America, complete with a standard American accent and fluffy Marvel hair and a personality-devoid suit. However, this episode gets some points for buenos días, Osito :-) I’ve never wanted to be a dog so bad— [gunshots] 

5.01 “Magic Man”

His outfit in the Wernerrrr Zieglerrrr scene is actually one of my least favorites but the outfit he wears to his cartel chicken farm meeting is one of my all-time faves so it balances out. He shows a lot of ankle in this episode and makes an insane homophobic crack about Gus. Solid episode, lots of screen time. 

6.01 “Wine and Roses”

Que se chingue Bolsa, que se chingue Eladio!! Lo voy a lastimar, lo voy a lastimar como usted me dijo y después lo voy a matar, tío! I’ve been repeating that to myself for months, sorry. Solid episode, he got to kill 4 people which was probably a nice release of pent-up emotion for him. 

5.08 “Bagman” 

Out of his two prison-arc episodes, this one is slightly less sexy, but it’s still pretty good. The way he gives Jimmy a hard time about asking for $100k payment for bringing the bail, and the whole scene with Kim is insane, he’s such a creep and a weirdo but that's Not a turn-off for me.

4.09 “Wiedersehen” 

It’s about the softly-lit and softly-spoken monologue to Hector fondly recounting spine-chilling violence. His other scene this episode, at Pollos, is more funny than sexy—with the notable exception of, “I’m just shitting you. You would be crazy to go up against Eladio.” I know that line drips with dramatic irony since Gus ultimately wins but STILL, it’s so hot. I’m docking some points for his disaster ‘fit of a wrinkled untucked pale pink shirt, brown pants and blue loafers. Actually, no, adding the points back in because it’s so funny that he threw that together. Net zero points for the ‘fit. 

6.06 “Axe and Grind”

I’m trying to maintain SOME integrity with this list, and Lalo has less screentime in this episode than in most of the higher ranked episodes. But you guys get it. His five-or-so minute scene in this episode features: being a dick about the German language, wheezing on the ground, carajo I think you broke one of my ribs, and the infamous one-handed belt removal. The only reason this isn’t higher on the list is because Lalo is always SO sexy that this is like, pretty standard stuff for him. It just happens to be super concentrated, 100% strength here, all packed into one short scene. 

5.07 “JMM”

It’s partially the framing of these scenes, isn’t it? Right after Jimmy’s cute courthouse wedding he’s called in for surprise cartel lawyer duties, and Lalo—sorry, Jorge de Guzman—enters the room in his sexy orange jumpsuit and you can feel his narrative weight in each heavy, handcuff-clinking step. And that’s sexy, okay? Plot relevance is sexy. The line “time to get yourself a new motto: just. make. money.” is almost TOO good, TOO clever and on-the-nose, but the delivery sells it I think. 

4.08 “Coushatta”

Lalo’s intro scene is just… so fucking good. He crashes into the narrative at the best-worst time and enters by singing, cooking, and telling Nacho he’s going to die. Hilarious. Also he looks so good in this scene: the waist apron, the hair, his diabolical winking and smiling, his level of comfort with how visibly terrified everyone else is of him. I love that in a man. 

5.03 “The Guy for This”

I will never get tired of watching Lalo torture Jimmy, sorry, it’s the funniest/hottest thing in the world. Jimmy must be really FUN to torture, too, because he gets so nervous and squirmy and runs his mouth a lot. This isn’t meant to sound sexual but if it does, that’s… fine. Anyway. Uh. Yeah, this episode is good. Klah! 

4.10 “Winner”

This is the culmination of Lalo’s season 4 three-episode introduction arc and it’s so fun and really cements him as a member of the cast. The singing, the stakeout, the left-handedness, the road rage, the murder, the arson (in the deleted scene), and of course, “Michael? Is that you?” 🔥 🔥 🔥 

5.10 “Something Unforgivable” 

Is this episode a Lalo cringe compilation? Undoubtedly. Is it also in his top three sexiest episodes? Obviously. I love when he exhibits some emotional range and these last three episodes definitely have that. His insecurity as he works so hard to impress Eladio, and how he tries to open up to Nacho only to be immediately sent to gay super hell… He does his best thinking when everyone else is asleep. What on earth is he talking about? I’d love to find out. 

6.07 “Plan and Execution” 

Let me just copy-paste what I wrote immediately after watching this episode. Ahem *clears throat* — this was the #1 sexiest lalo episode ever, and it’s because it had the most RANGE: his sewer rat truck stop lifestyle, flip flops, SHOWER SCENE, insane-girl-vlogging, perfectly styled hair while sitting in a storm drain for the 4th day in a row, gnawing on snacks like a little rat, getting sad and calling his uncle, temper tantrum, getting played by gus and then immediately playing gus back, the fly-fishing OVERALLS?, and that JACKET is such a good look for him… also, murder–

5.09 “Bad Choice Road”

This is still the premier Lalo episode imo… I had some recency bias when I wrote the above description and upon reflection I’m bumping 607 to the #2 slot—for now. But Schnauz really tried to outdo himself and I respect that. Patron saint of Lalo girls. Cut shower scene aside, 509 has a lot of Lalo pathos, both in his goodbye to Hector and in his genuine compliment to Nacho. Of course, though, this list is about sexiness, and the Jimmy/Kim/Lalo confrontation is soooo sexy. I’m sorry women, but Lalo shushing Kim without even looking at her… 🥵 and the sound of his boots on the floor when he takes slow-deliberate steps toward Jimmy 😵‍💫 and when Jimmy says “I already told you what happened” and Lalo snaps, “Did you?” 🥴 

OKAY, that’s it, that’s the list, thanks for coming everybody. I’m still in the car.

[daintyduck99]

"You looked so cute when you were little." + Rulie because you KNOW Ray would break out the photo albums eventually

Julie hums as she stirs marshmallows into everyone’s hot chocolate. Two for Reggie, one for her and her dad. She pops another into her mouth in honor of Carlos, who’s hit that stage of teenage euphoria that consists of driving around and spending most of his time with friends. 

He’ll be back before she and Reggie have to return to campus, though. He adores Reggie.

Who is she kidding? Her whole family adores him. Carlos steals him away to play video games or cause chaos. Tia’s always loading him down with casseroles and pinching his cheeks. Her dad was won over as soon as Reggie opened his mouth and let his personality bubble out, destroying the impression his ripped jeans and leather jacket tend to create.

It helps that Reggie’s following in her dad’s footsteps, in a way, studying photography. He’d insisted on seeing some of Reggie’s stuff, too, which had made him more flustered than he’d been while introducing himself as her boyfriend. 

He’d practiced said introduction in the car. It was really sweet. 

So yeah. Julie totally gets it. Reggie’s easy to love, earnest and kind, funny and charming. He helps her write songs and takes a million (mostly) flattering photos of her and plays piano. He sends letters to his grandma and cries during romantic dramas and always gives her the last bite of his egg roll.

She knows, deep in her heart, that her mom would've loved him, too. 

He’s family. He’s home. 

It still sends a wave of mortification through her when she walks into the living room with the tray of hot chocolate and Reggie smirks at her, balancing a large photo album on his knees. 

“Julie! Why have you been hiding these from me? You looked so cute when you were little.” 

She scowls at her dad, who shrugs and continues to pull more albums from the shelf. 

“What, mija? He’s right. And we’ve already gone through the rest of my albums. It’s been long enough that I really didn’t think you would mind if he looked at those.” 

If she were Carlos’ age, she’d stomp her foot. Honestly, if she wasn’t carrying the tray of hot chocolate, she might do it, anyway. She settles for groaning. 

“It doesn’t matter! Those photos will always be embarrassing!” 

“No, seriously!” Reggie insists. “Jules, come on. You were adorable.”

He nods to the spot beside him. She sighs, gingerly setting the tray on a nearby table, and crosses the room. He drapes his arm around her as soon as she collapses onto the sofa and kisses the side of her head, which makes her smile in spite of herself. He taps the page. 

“Look at that loveable little face! Tell me that you don't want five."

Her dad coughs, and Reggie flushes. His eyes go wide with panic. He rushes to add, “Not right now, obviously, that’d be insane, and I don’t even necessarily mean—I just meant, generally—” 

“Maybe not five,” Julie muses, pressing her lips to his warm cheek. 

She regards the little girl in the photo he’s pointing at, with her butterfly-studded braids and her gap-toothed grin and her messy overalls, covered in glitter from her first day of kindergarten. Her glasses dwarf her face. She's proudly holding her arm up, showing off her first friendship bracelet.

There definitely are some embarrassing photos in here, but she does love that girl.

"Do you want to know how I ended up getting covered in glitter?" 

Reggie brightens. "Yes? Tell me everything!"

Julie steals a glance at her dad. He lifts his mug of hot chocolate, eyes twinkling. 

“Wait ‘til you get to the infamous arroz con pollo incident—” 

“Dad!” 

It’s okay, though. Reggie’s mom is more than happy to return the favor the next time they see her, and it’s his turn to pout as Julie coos over his floppy hair and his doe eyes and his crooked grin, which he hadn’t grown into, yet. She finds herself wavering. 

For a moment, five sounds perfectly reasonable. 

[espooky]

Top5 characters from Okupas?

This is literally the best anon I've had in my life thank you ok let's get cancelled:

1. El Pollo. Sergio, Posho, What can I say, hes my boyfriend, my king, my poor little meow meow with a berserk button and a questionable taste in friendships. Honestly hes the absolute heart of the show gluing everyone together. King of tragic romances- also very much the mean streets trope of 'sleeping with your best friends cousin because you're secretly in love with your screw up best boy friend'. Just such a tragic character because you want him to get out so badly and the ONE friend he has who isnt a criminal insists on dragging him back in. The way Ricardo treated him like shit and he STILL didnt mind being stabbed for him. So intelligent throughout the whole show and makes you so frustrated because he could have gotten somewhere. Truly the most tragic character as he sees where everything is going and is powerless to stop it. The faith he has in his friends is heartbreaking.Also 2000's Diego Alonso is probably the most beautiful man in the world so I'm biased but Clara was absolutely insane to chose that other guy with actual life prospects and stuff I would have proposed to Pollo the second he offered me the cigarette.

2. Ricardo. On god I hate this little cunt SO much and still at the end of the day hes the sacrificial lamb. Normalize 3 years of studying medicine and still being a fucking idiot who thinks you can get AIDS from cocaine. Too short to hold all the anger and fear in his body but truly truly just a little shit. The bratty girlfriend who makes you bring her to the party and then immediately starts bitching that she wants to go home.Truly a summation of what it feels like to be in your early 20s with absolutely no fucking clue with what you want to do. Babygirl. A boy of contradictions. The worst friend in the world with the fattest ass in buenos aires. The origin of "why are you as a man obsessed with other men ". SO good with kids I almost cried all the way through ep 4. Smacking a guy on the back of a head and stealing a chicken funniest shit in the world that scene made me cry with laughter the first time I saw it. Okupas drinking game- take a shot everytime this kid makes the worst decision possible in the situation. Fellow pokemon and mahler enjoyer. Also I have a whole essay on how like 70% of his actions post episode 4 can absolutely be put down to trauma but that's for another time. I want to hate him so much but I can't. Would love to have seen more about his and pollos history. Love how they styled him to always look like a little kid trying to look tough and it WORKS. He is cringe he is fail and yet he is my son that I feel a need to protect.

Ok I'll be quick with the rest

3. Chiqi. BEST BOY BEST BOY. Yes he wants to buy drugs yes he wants to know what's in the kinder egg hes a man of many interests. "Lobotimia....... electroshock..." Sound of the summer. I wish I was chiqi like hes literally the best friend. Like yeah he had some level of responsibility for some of the shit that went down but still. Friend shaped, in ep 4 when he gives ricardo that big hug I've never wanted to do that tik tok project into a universe thing more. Also that time he almost beat the shit out of Walter was really funny.

4. Negro Pablo. I KNOW hes horrific but god what a fucking character. No idea what's going on in his head he literally looks like a 12 year old in his little kit but still actually manages to be terrifying. Another character, probably maybe the 4th so far in the show, where you're like "oh that's a guy repressing gay feelings". Idk hes just fucking such good fun to watch. Dante mastropierro should have worked way more after this its I'm so upset he didnt becausevhes fantastic.

5. Claudio Rissi Van Driver. Idk I always keep coming back to episode 5 and hes at least 50% of the reason. Just such a real character but also so necessary after ep 4. "In the dock you dont leave people like this" Yes hes fundamental in Ricardos downfall by giving him the advice and helping him get back at pablo but also the way he helped the boys was just idk man. He kinda sums up what's great about the show for me. Theres something about this older presence with an unconditional care for the boys that you dont get with any other character. Also he was sexy.

Honorable mentions also go to Sofía, Peralta and Clara who are great characters. Walter is not on here because although hes funny this is a Walter slander blog.

[babygurlkamya]

Can’t Get You Out Of My Head: Part 3

6Description: Los Feliz high school is a school full with extremely talented kids. Most of the students at this school could sing, dance, play an instrument, or all three. Anastasia Madden was of the few students that could do all three. Anastasia was known around the school for being a varsity cheerleader and one of the members of Dirty Candy (Which has honestly never shown her real singing talent). Anastasia never cared about being popular and likable to people it just happened. Anastasia never cared about being popular and likable to people it just happened. When her friend Julie Molina lost her mom and stopped playing music it hurt Anastasia to see her like that. Anastasia, Flynn, and their former friend Carrie tried their best to help Julie. Carrie started to distance herself from them and soon took the spot first chair and in music class.  After Julie fails to play in music class and runs out in fear. Anastasia decides to hang out at the Molina’s household to check up on her. Ray(Julie’s dad) asks them to help out cleaning Julie’s mom’s studio. They find a CD in a box and decides to play it to help them clean. When they play the CD three boys appear in Julie’s studio. What will happen?

Warning: None I believe.

Word count: 2,076

Here’s my Masterlist!!

A/N: I can’t wait for you guys to read this so enjoy!!

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The girls made their way inside of their house and helped Ray and Carlos with the plates and the spaghetti. Julie and Carlos set down a plate for their mom and then sat down. Anastasia sat down on the left side of Julie next to Ray.

“Here, we go. Okay. Let’s do this.” Ray said.

They all took each other's hands and Carlos and Julie held their hands out in the place where their mom used to sit.

“Your turn, Carlos.”

“Thank you for our leftovers and the power of the mighty microwave. Amen!” They all let their hands.

“Amen.” said both of the girls.

Julie and Anastasia held up their plates as Ray put spaghetti on Asia’s plate.

“So.. Carlos tells me he found you two in the studio,” said Ray putting spaghetti on Julie’s plate.

“They were out there, talking to themselves.”

“Julie was helping me rehearse for a play,” Asia said quickly.

“Hello! Hello!” They heard.

“Oh, busted,” said Carlos, as they grabbed the stuff from Julie’s mom’s side of the table hiding it or if you're Carlos and Ray throwing it. 

“Yeah, we’re in here. Quick!” said Ray. Julie hid the plate on her lap.

“Huh. Spaghetti. Again? While a guest is here?” said Julie Tia Victoria.

“Victoria, you know Anastasia is basically family at this point,” said Ray.

“How could I forget, Asia. My sister loved her.” Anastasia smiled at the comment.

“I brought you my pastels and Arroz con pollo,” said Victoria as she put the food in the fridge.

“Yum!”

“Mm!” Thanks, tia. It smells great.” Julie said.

“You can have it tomorrow. I can’t let you have leftovers every night. My sister would kill me. May she rest in peace.” said Victoria as she headed over to the table. “Oh...I see things here are going better?” She said as rubbed the spot where Julie’s mom once sat.

“Actually... Julie with the help of Asia. Have been cleaning out mom’s studio.” Ray said looking at the two girls then looking at Victoria. “Hopefully, we can get the house on the market and some offers soon.”

“Well, I like the sound of that. Moving from here is only gonna help you move on.” Anastasia looked over and saw the guys. She had lightly kicked Julie to look at the door to see the guys. “You‘ve got to rip that Band-Aid off and get the pain over with.”

Julie yelled out.

“Umm.. that’s me. Ripping off the Band-Aid. Aah!” said Julie chucking nervously.

“That’s my brave girl,” Victoria had grabbed Julies’ chin.

“Hey, Julie. I really liked what you guys did with the place.” Luke whispered to Julie.

“You shouldn’t be here,” Julie said to Luke out loud as Victoria gasped.

“Oh, I’m just here to help, Mija,” Victoria said as Julie looked at Victoria and Anastasia tried to motion for the boys to leave.

“What she means is, you should be at Pilates,” said Anastasia smiling.

“Thanks for bringing us food,” said Julie, delivering a smile as she hugged Victoria.

“Oh, it’s nothing. And now that Julie is no longer in the music program, you can concentrate on classes that matter.” Julie let go of her aunt forgetting that she was supposed to tell her dad.

“You got the email from the school, right?” Victoria asked Ray.

“Yeah. We’re still discussing it.” Ray looked at Julie.

“Bueno, I’m off to Pilates. Mwah!’ She blew Carlos a kiss.

“Oh, yeah. Wa-chow! It’s gone.” Carlos pretended to hit it like it was a baseball.

“So, Julie, wanna hear how I slid into home and was almost safe?” Julie leaned in to listen to Carlos.

“Or what about what happened during my cheer practice?” Asked Anastasia.

“You’re a good brother. And you’re a good friend. That’s not gonna work.” Ray snapped his fingers and pointed for them to leave. Both Carlos and Anastasia got up and went into the living room.

“We tried.” Said Carlos before grabbing his plate.

“You should tell me all about it in the living room,” said Anastasia pushing Carlo into the living room.

Soon, they could hear loud rock music blasting. Anastasia got up and quickly ran over to the dining table.

“What’s that?” Carlos asked from behind Asia.

“We must have left the stereo on in the garage. We’ll go get it,” said Julie. Julie opened the door to the house and ran to the studio. Julie ran toward the studio with Asia running behind her. They opened the garage doors and the guys were playing their instruments.

“Guys! Knock it off!” Julie yelled.

“Stop it! Cut it out!” Luke looked at Julie but kept playing while Reggie had quickly stopped.

“Dude really? Knock it off!” Julie yelled. 

“Alex, Luke! Stop playing!” Yelled Asia.

The other two boys had stopped playing.

“The whole neighborhood can hear you. I thought I told you to leave.” Julie crossed her arms and looked at the boys.

“Julie, can you just stop being so mean to them?” Asked Asia. Julie turned towards her then turned back around.

“Wait. People can hear us play?” Luke asked excitedly.

“Yes, and so did my dad and my little brother!”

“W-W-Wait. Wait. So, only you two can see us, but everyone can hear us? I mean, what kind of ghosts are we.” Alex asked.

“Some pretty cool ghosts.” Said Anastasia smiling.

“Who cares, man? People can hear us play!” Luke said fist bumps, Reggie and Alex.

“We might be dead, but our music isn’t,” said Reggie.

Ray had opened the door to the studio.

“Dad! Julie said loudly, making Asia turn to look at Ray.

“Hey. Just making sure you guys are okay.” Ray said walking into the garage.

“Yeah, we’re fine. We just had to turn off the CD players,” Julie said pointing to the CD player.

“Wait. Is this the junk that was in the loft?” Ray asked looking at the instruments that the boys were just using.

“Juke?” Luke asked, sounding like he was offended.

Ray walked over to the drum where Alex was and started to hit the drums and spin the cymbals.

“Some of this stuff is in pretty good shape. Hey, maybe we could make a couple of bucks,” said Ray looking at the two girls as he kept playing with the drums.

“What! Yo, stop touching my drums! Tell him to stop touching my drums!” Alex yelled. Anastasia put her hand up in defense as Luke looked at the girls.

“I liked that song you had on.” Ray walked around the drums.

“Sweet, We’re Sunset Curve,” Luke said to Ray as he stood in between him and Reggie.

“Tell your friends,” said Reggie.

“It’s just an old CD I found,” said Anastasia causing the boys to look at her.

“Well, still, it’s nice that you’re listening to music again. Out here you can play whatever you want, whenever you want.” Ray said as his hands went through Luke and Reggie’s chest.

“Oh! That’s nice!” Reggie said, smiling.

“Stay out of this,” Julie whispered, shouting to the guys. Anastasia facepalmed.

“I- I’m sorry, honey. I didn’t…”

“Oh no, no, no, no. Not you. I mean..uh.. er... You know, give us a minute.” Julie rambled as she grabbed her dad’s hands and led him to the door.

“Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. We’ll figure out this music program thing.” Ray said, placing his hand on Julie’s shoulders.

“Thanks, Dad.” She pointed to the door.

Ray then left the studio and Julie grabbed the door handle and pulled it to close it as she glared at the three boys in front of her.

“He likes our song,” Luke said looking at Alex and Reggie.

“He’s a dad so technically it doesn’t count, Luke,” said Anastasia looking at the three boys. Alex had pointed to her agreeing to what she had said.

“Why can’t you guys be normal ghosts? Hang out in an old mansion, I hear Pasadena’s nice.” Julie yelled then opened the door and walked off.

“Julie!” Yelled Anastasia.

“I think she’s warming up to us.” Said Alex putting his hands in his pocket.

“Yeah, I’ve always wanted to go to Pasadena.” Said Reggie looking at the boys.

“I’ll go talk to her.” Said Luke before poofing out of the studio. Anastasia opened the door to the studio and walked out closing it behind her.

“Aah! Stop it. I’m serious.” Anastasia heard Julie say as Luke poofed in front of her.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” 

“What do you want?”

“I know this is all completely insane, but you do know how far this is? People... Actual people can hear us play.”

“Yeah, it’s just I’ve just had a really, really awful day. I gotta go.” Julie said as she was walking off.

“Well, I’m sorry you had a bad day but three guys found out that they had a bad 25 years.” Said Luke. Anastasia moved over to the steps waiting for the conversation to end. “And then they found out that the one thing, one thing they lived for in the first place they can still do. That’s pretty rad.”

“You’re right. It’s just...”

“Your bad day,” Luke said, finishing her sentence. “Yeah. I know.” Luke looked down at the ground and then looked back up at Julie. “Look. I’m sorry we came into your life, but... what I just felt in there actually made me feel alive again. We all felt alive again. So, you can kick us out if you want, but we’re not giving up music. We can play again! That’s a gift no musician would ever turn down.” Luke sighed. “You gotta know that. Clearly, your mom is into music.”

“Was. She passed away.” Anastasia could hear the sadness in her voice. 

“I am... so sorry.”

“Yeah, we.. we didn’t know.” Said Alex. Anastasia, Luke, and Julie all looked over to Alex and Reggie.

Julie sighed. “It’s all right. You guys haven’t seen her anywhere, have you? From wherever you’re from.” Julie looked around at the boys hoping to find some closure.

“Um... No. No, I mean, you two are  people we’ve seen.” Said Alex looking at Julie and Asia.

“Yeah, but they're not dead, so it doesn’t answer Julie’s question.” Said Reggie looking at Alex.

“Yeah. I think they know what we mean.” Alex said looking at Reggie, sounding annoyed by him. Alex looked at Julie and said, “I’m sorry for your loss.”

“Thanks. Sorry I got mad.” Julie apologized to the guys. “You guys are kinda good.”

“Julie, kinda? They were amazing!” Asia said with a smile on her face.

Luke smiled at Asia's comment. “Kinda? Y-Y-You know that’s like 25 years of rust just getting dusted off.” Alex looked at Reggie with a smile on his face.

“Yeah. Do you play the piano too?” Reggie asked.

“No, but Asia does and a couple more instruments.”

“Julie!” Said Asia sounding embarrassed by Julie’s comment.

“But, no. I don’t play. That was my mom’s stuff in there.”

“No way. She’s an amazing songwriter.” Said Luke.

“She was. Wait. How would you know?”

“There’s a song on the piano. If it’s hers... Your mom was really talented.”

Julie starts to walk off but Anastasia stops her and motions her to say something else to the three boys. 

“I guess... if you need a place to stay, you can stay in there. There’s a bathroom in the back and a couch that turns into a bed if you still use any of that stuff.”

“Dibs on the shower!” Shouted Reggie. Anastasia chuckled. “I just really like showers and sometimes the occasional bath.” 

“This... This is just too weird.” Julie said, making hand motions to the guys. “Yeah.” Anastasia waves to the guys before walking off with Julie.

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“What would you say if I told you there are three ghosts living in my mom’s studio?” Said Julie texting Flynn.

Anastasia walks into Julie's room in her pj’s with a towel wrapped around her hair. “Julie, she would think you're absolutely crazy and that’s coming from me.”

“Yeah, maybe I shouldn’t send it.”

“Yeah.” Said Anastasia laying back on Julie's bed. “You know there could be a reason they’re here you just don’t it yet.”

“Probably, but that doesn’t understand why you can see them too.” 

“Maybe it’s because I’m like the sister you never had?” Julie chuckled. “Time to sleep, Jules.”

Julies turns off the light in her room and both girls drift to sleep.

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A/N: Guess who had an idea and had to write it down? (My writing slaves that's who). (This thing is also on AO3 and FanFiction.net!). 

Apollo got himself drunk (Or, as he calls it, ‘a little tipsy’). Dionysus decides its time for him to take a break and they end up talking. 

Non-shippy, but it is about love. Trigger warnings: Mentions of alcohol and drunkenness.  

Much too lovely a night for commitment

Apollo let out a joyous, drunken laugh. ‘That I just had the chance to meet a lady like you tonight!’ He looked at the lovely woman in front of him, who hid her blush behind her hand. 

‘You’re too kind.’

‘Never to someone like you!’ 

She giggled. ‘Are you sure you didn’t drink a little too much?’

‘Perhaps, but what would it matter?’ He slightly tilted his head. 

‘Maybe you should take a second look at me in a minute or so…’ she carefully adjusted her necklace. ‘So I know that you are sure about it.’

Apollo winked. ‘I’ll be back in a moment. I hope it doesn’t feel like forever.’ 

He turned around and strudded away, a little unsteady on his feet. 

As soon as Apollo was out of his sweethearts’ line of view, he felt someone tug on his arm. ‘Hey, who…’

‘Come, Apollo,’ he heard a firm voice say. 

‘What are you…’ He looked aside, to his brother Dionysus, who was giving him a sly smile. 

‘You need some fresh air. You’re drunk.’

‘No way, only a little tipsy…’

‘Come.’ Without further complaining, Apollo followed him out of the ballroom, into the garden, from which one could see the river. In his hazy state, Apollo couldn’t remember what river it was again. In which country were they even? Italy? Egypt? America? 

‘Why don’t you take a look at the Rhine and maybe you’ll calm down.’ The Rhine! Then this must be… uh… ‘I know what you are thinking. It doesn’t really matter where we are.’

‘No?’

‘No. That's for when you’ve sobered up a little.’

‘Ah.’

They both got quiet. After a few minutes, Apollo felt his brain getting clearer. ‘We’re in Germany.’

‘Yes.’

‘Cool.’ He sighed, still more than a little tipsy. ‘Why did you think I needed some fresh air?’

Dionysus rolled his eyes, which Apollo did not notice. ‘I just saw you talk to that girl… Marlene? I am not sure. Before that, you were talking to two other girls, and even before that to some guy. I thought I’d come knock some sense into your head.’ 

‘I am very sensible.’

‘Uh-huh.’

‘I love them all! Every single one! Genuinely!’

‘Yes, Apollo, you do, that’s the problem.’

‘Why is it a problem? I just like… all of them. Everyone. I have enough time and love for all too.’

‘I know, ‘Pollo. I think, when you’re more clear-minded, you’ll realise why some others don’t see it that way.’

Apollo stayed quiet for a few seconds. ‘Hmmm.’ 

‘What is it?’

‘I just can’t choose. They’re all so amazing.’

‘All of them, now?’

‘All of them. And I cannot choose.’ He swayed around a little and sighed. ‘Tell me how you chose, Dio.’

‘Huh?’ Dionysus looked at him. ‘What?’

‘How did you manage to choose? You must have known a lot of great guys and gals too, yet, you managed to pick one of them…’

‘Choose Ariadne as my wife, you mean?’

‘Yes.’

‘Well, I… I just think she’s the best. Maybe not the most beautiful, the kindest or the smartest of all women ever, but certainly the best. And of course she is beautiful and kind and smart, too...’ 

‘How did you know that she was the best? I mean, it has been close to three thousand years since you got married…’

‘Four-thousand,’ Dionysus muttered, ‘Close to four-thousand.’

Apollo slowly nodded. ‘Insane, dude. That is long. How did you… know she was the one when there was so much time ahead of you?’

Dionysus shrugged. ‘I just did. How did you know you loved those four pretty things just now?’

‘I just felt it!’

‘Well, then.’

‘But that is different! That is short love. You picked someone for the rest of your lifeeee.’

‘I knew, Apollo.’

‘Ah. You sure?’

‘Yes,’ he answered, through gritted teeth. 

Apollo didn’t catch the annoyed tone. ‘Haven’t you ever regretted it? Even for just a moment?’

Dionysus lifted his hand with the intention of slapping his brother across the face. When he saw Apollo’s drowsy look, his anger ebbed away. Maybe Apollo was clearer now than he had been ten minutes ago, but he was still drunk. Dionysus’ gaze trailed off. 

‘Eh… sorry if I…’

‘Sh. I am thinking of an answer.’

Apollo nodded and looked back at the Rhine. The steady stream made him feel calmer. 

‘Apollo?’

‘Hmmm?’

‘I have never regretted it, not even once. Of course there are arguments and fights and ups and downs, but I don’t regret getting married to Ariadne and making her immortal. That…’ he took a deep breath. ‘That does not mean that it was wise to get married when we were so young. I don’t think either of us realised how long forever really is, or what immortality really meant.’

‘After she died, it took you a few years to get her back from the Underworld...’

‘I felt like it was expected of the gods to forget their mortal loves.’

‘And you did-not.’

‘No. Even after two years, I didn’t. I went to get her back. And I would do it again. Still, it was naïve. It turned out beautifully, but it was extremely naïve.’

Dionysus slowly spun around the ring on his finger, suddenly very aware that it was there. ‘Yet, you, you are almost five-thousand-years old. You are not that naïve anymore. You could go and choose someone.’

‘But I wouldn’t know who! Maybe, if I could marry all of the nine muses, then I’d do it, but I ca-hant!’ 

‘Just do it! I couldn’t marry a mortal princess either!’

‘No-ho…’ Apollo breathed deeply and sunk down onto the ground. He looked up at the stars and sighed. ‘It’s a lovely night, Dionysus…’

Dionysus looked up, at the stars. ‘It is. Shame I am spending it with my drunk brother.’  

‘No, you don’t mind,’ Apollo muttered.

‘Hm.’

‘I am a little tired…’

‘Did you promise those girls and guys anything?’

‘I… nothing I can’t do tomorrow?’

Dionysus sighed, but it ended in a chuckle. ‘Let’s get you home, then. I’ll bring you to your wives.’

‘What?’

‘Nothing.’ Dionysus helped Apollo up again. 

‘You should tell Ariadne you love her,’ Apollo muttered. 

Dionysus raised his eyebrows. ‘I do, ‘Pollo.’

‘Do it again.’

‘I will,’ Dionysus quietly agreed, before teleporting both of them back to Olympus.

A/N: I kinda stole the ‘all the nine muses’ from @bfire92...Go read her fic, she wrote three gods and a new apartment, it's good (That being said, I díd ask permission to use it and it isn’t that big in the fic).