#shes chubby and mexican. to me.

[sunflowerseraph]

Living dead giiiiirl

[justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms]

Well after looking at your home page I can affirm you ARE in way too many fandoms. That being said could I have a matchup for Percy Jackson, Obey me, and My hero? (If you’re feeling overwhelmed feel free to do only the first two)

My name is Lily I go by she/her pronouns and I am bisexual, leaning towards men.

I am a Scorpio moon AND sun, but a Libra rising. My mbti is an INFJ and my enneagram is a 9w1.

I’m around 5 foot 4 and 1/2 with shoulder length dark brown hair (curtain bangs too). I’m Mexican and have skin more on the brown side. Like a light brown? Almost Zendaya but slightly lighter. I do have a couple tattoos that I’ve done myself (stick and poke phase let’s not talk about it). I’m quite chubby ig? I have a little belly and some thicker limbs.

I would call my own personality really quiet and shy. I keep to myself unless I feel bad for someone or absolutely necessary. However, I’ve also heard when I’m close to people I tend to get louder about my thoughts and can sometimes have some flares of anger.

I prefer quiet areas like libraries but I also ADORE the beach. I have a collection of rubber ducks, not sure if that’s relevant but now you know. I really like sweets and will get irritated if I don’t have some for a few days. I don’t really like seafood except for crab and shrimp. And I like more fresh scents. Like rain, ocean, forest stuff. Favorite drink is water (ice or no ice). Favorite food is mashed potatoes. Favorite color is green.

My hobbies include watching anime, crochet, reading (I LOVE BOOKS), and occasionally writing/imagining my own little stories. I also participate in the community service club at my school.

I think I pretty much covered it. I really like talking about myself as you can tell…I don’t really get the chance too often. Idk if you have an anon list but I’ll name myself 🗼 so I can find myself later! TYSM

Hi Lily! Thank you for your request! Sorry it took a while. I hope you like your matchups!

In Percy Jackson, I match you with...

Grover likes that you’re more on the quiet side. He’s surrounded by people like Percy and the other half bloods so you’re a nice change of pace.

He would love volunteering with you! He really likes being able to help people and is glad you have the same compulsion.

Since Grover’s firmly a vegetarian, he has no complaints about you not liking seafood. Hopefully you do like sea animals when they’re alive though.

Beach dates are a must, especially walking along the shore and dipping your toes into the water. Grover enjoys connecting to nature with you.

Please crochet things for him! He’s a big fan of his rasta cap and would treasure forever any garments or trinkets you make for him.

In Obey Me, I match you with...

Satan likes that you’re shy. It brings his anger down and makes him feel like he’s got someone to look out for, even if he knows you can look after yourself.

At the same time, he finds your flares of anger weirdly attractive as well. He would never encourage them but he likes seeing his sin on your face.

If libraries are your thing, Satan’s room is the palace to be. He’ll happily leave the door open for you to visit any time and read whatever you like (within reason, please don’t go near his cursed books).

He’d love reading with you as well. He’s got a really soothing voice so if you’d ever like him to read aloud to you, he’ll readily settle in and pick up the nearest book.

Please share your writing with him. Satan’s got heaps of experience and will always give you good feedback and praise.

In My Hero Academia, I match you with...

You and Koda are really going to bond over your love of quiet places. You both find them comforting and enjoy being in each other's presence there.

I think you’d also bond over your love of fresh scents. I see Koda as someone who’s got a sensitive nose but subtle fresh scents are something he enjoys.

Definitely someone who has a sweet tooth! He likes bringing you little snacks and having morning and afternoon tea with you each day.

While I don’t see him as someone who watches anime by himself, I don’t think he’d mind watching it with you. He’s a big fan of rom-coms and slice-of-life shows.

Koda absolutely loves your rubber duck collection! He thinks it’s super cute and will definitely bring you new rubber ducks to add to it.

[moodywyrm]

as a chubby girl your work brings me so much comfort 🩷

also as a latina abby x mannysister!reader KILL ME just throwing this out there

-is ♌️ taken?

it is not!! hi baby!! are you a Leo?

and now this one I can get behind. ya know how people always do the character's sibling thing but it's a white person. ya no. let my people have this one. we're doing this in bullet points bc I have scattered thoughts

so I'm laying this out with the ages like: Manny 22, Abby 21, You 21, you all go to the same university

You and Manny were always close, so when he meets Abby at college in her first year, instantly he's introducing you to each other. Mostly because you two are important to him, but also because he doesn't want you to be a loner your first year (like I was

A part of him wants to be like, do not Touch my little sister, but he also knows that you two would be an excellent match, so begrudingly he sits back and is a lil match maker as you two get closer and closer until boom! girlfriends!

onto the latine stuff:

Abby is a FAVORITE at the carne asada. All of your tias y tios y primos love her!! We are going to forget for a moment that latine culture can be Super Homophobic and just roll with it, all of your tias love her. She helps take all the dishes and stuff out to the backyard, sometimes she helps cook, she's just a dream <3

100% starts learning Spanish when she becomes friends with Manny and then kicks it into high gear when you two get together

It's a lil bit broken, but your family encourages her <3 with teasing <3 you have to explain it's not out of malice but you also ask them to tone it down bc she's sweetie pie <3

she gets very used to late night paleteria runs, her usual order is tostilocos (con todo) y agua de fresa

she loves the snacks soooo much. swears that Mexican candy is better than American candy, and she's right <3

the first time she tried posole she had an out of body experience. life changing. she loves it. so now you make it every time her birthday comes around, or when you want to treat your girl <3

celebrates dia de los muertos with you, puts a picture of her mom on there and her first dog (in game, she would 100% put a picture of Jerry if she had one, still sets things out for him)

Christmas in a Mexican family is such a fucking event man, you two are taking the worlds Best Nap ever after eating ponche, tamales, posole, the works. I'm talking fabric wrinkles on the skin, drool everywhere, sweaty, deep deep sleep <3

also she adores music in Spanish. Natalia lafourcade? you two are dancing together in the kitchen. any reggaeton? she's learning to swivel her hips, give her time ok. Vicente Fernandez? baby acts like she's just been horribly heartbroken. she's so cute I love her soooo much <3

I will probably have more thoughts but rn the manny's sister well has run dry

[thatunusualwriter]

𝙲𝚘𝙳 𝙶𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚡 𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚗! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 2

"𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝔾𝕠𝕥 𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕄𝕪 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝔾𝕚𝕧𝕖"

Character pairing: (CoD) Simon "Ghost" Riley x Short!Chubby!Reader (is gendered as a "she/her" throughout the story, and has subtly pointed out details about her appearance.)

Summary: Just when you think you know a guy, it turns out you don't. Also, Y/N gets her ass handled by the big Brit himself, oops.

Warnings: Vulgar language, talking about the mortician profession, slow burn, Simon with dissociative identity disorder (DID) and PTSD, Reader has social anxiety.

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When 1 am rolled in, so did work calls, requesting Y/N to show up because of a young lady who had a car crash. Very unfortunate for someone very young. Choosing not to drink had been the right choice, after all, even when she wanted just one little shot of rum she did not succumb to her salivating tastes.

The unexpected turn was when Johnny wanted an invite to her home, claiming he has nowhere to sleep though John Price kept saying otherwise.

Hook, line, and sinker.

That's what Y/n was when saying yes to him because he added that Simon has to go with him too— later changed his drunk mind that everyone has to stay the night over at Y/N's. She had to pat herself on the shoulder proudly for cleaning the apartment the day before, she isn't in a position to argue and just threw the towel in right away, she has two hours to prepare for the teen girl they were transporting by now.

It was funny that the two Mexicans and Johnny were plastered and happy about it, although her Scottish friend was an adventurer on his own when 'leading' the group home — he got distracted by side quests, the last one was a peak of disaster. Johnny went to smooch the kitties in Sherwood street and Simon, that big guy who held his liquor well, wobbled behind him silently to "watch his back".

Y/N and John were left at mercy for both Alejandro and Rodolfo who — quite literally — clung up to anything while fighting against sweet slumber, they were so close to dozing off on the spot.

Those two hung onto Price eventually and he lead them to the hotel they were supposed to be staying at, Y/N was fine with that since those last two grown men weren't difficult.

Also, how is John able to walk and talk normally when he had as many shots as the others have? Who is built like that?!

Y/N had turned for just a second, waving the three goodbyes, when Johnny began to yell bloody murder in Scottish slurs. A few strays began to aggressively nibble on his calves and his clumsy-ass legs couldn't work mechanically to kick them off, he risked a painful fall on the concrete.

Simon stood by the side like a gently swaying twig (a thick one at that) and rumbly, silent laughter was muffled underneath his mask.

Alright, best friend or not, this is getting recorded.

"Ghooost— Lt.!! Regiment's afta ues!!" Johnny slurred, running up to Y/N while dragging cats that had their claws stuck in his jeans. He panicked when more of the furballs ran at him.

"Run ye basta'ds!!" he roared at the top of his lungs, passing by Y/N and the cats let go one by one, she just recorded his back as he ran off, laughing at this idiot who surprisingly went the right direction of her home.

Y/N's poor phone almost met its demise on the ground if she wouldn't catch it in time, it literally jumped from her grasp, and a high-pitched shriek tore from her throat into the night air when she was lifted all of a sudden.

A muscular arm hooked around her body, just below her breasts, and lifted her upper body up with shocking ease but Simon's hold was tight and itself was a promise that she won't be dropped.

"FU— Ugh! PUT. ME. DOWN." she yelled into deaf ears of men with a mission objective.

Too fast—!

"OhJesusfucksTOP—"

It took just a few blinks and she found herself beside Johnny, the British man caught up to him. But Y/N's whole being was rattled, everything was blurry for she was but a sack of potatoes in Simon's mercy. It was quite shocking at first that he carried her this easily, not even Johnny was ever able to carry her this far — and in truth, she preferred to be the one doing the carrying.

While Johnny kept on screaming incoherent words about an enemy at their tail, Y/N glanced at her mobile and with difficulty checked it over, having it almost pressed to her face. Her eyes widened when she noticed it was still recording.

Oh, how she loves paybacks.

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What would have taken about 25 minutes, took around 15 minutes. It was just as impressive as it was painful.

Johnny roared around like a football sports madman, feeling victorious. Of what? Of surviving the army of stray cats, that's what. Simon leaned his whole frame against an apartment building, next to the door Y/N was about to open and watched his coworker make a fool of himself like it was any other casual Monday. He almost gave off a vibe of a guard dog with the way he looked around observantly with his sharp glare. Wonder why is that...

"Ach, Christ on a stick!"

Simon towered over the short woman's shoulder, peering into the bag her hand was dived in, moving around rapidly.

"Damnit!!" Y/N barked, frustrated and her little fist punched at the wall next to her, it will hurt later this day. She was being observed by the tipsy soldier on her left while she took long breaths, in and out before craning her neck up to look at him with an apologetic look in her eyes. "... Fuck. I forgot my keys at home."

He, however, as nonchalantly as ever nodded once and stepped back, whistling at Johnny and the loud man perked at that sound, Simon having all his attention and waltzing over to them from the parking lot.

When he finally faced Y/N's confusion, he didn't plan on beating around the bush. "Which o' these are your windows?" he asked, straightforward, stone-cold.

Y/N's shoulders rose as those of a cat's hinges, she stared at him, waiting for the joke to be explained so she can move on and call her landlord to open up for them. But Simon was dead serious and when piecing two-and-two together, she was ready to slap her disagreement in his face.

"No." she crossed her arms over her chest and glared up at the giant in a mask, all of a sudden he was a bit more intimidating.

All the assumptions that there's no way that, Simon Riley, could be a jackass had been shattered. He left no room for her to argue, nor he was nice when she gave in. Johnny seemed fine with that, but not her. They broke in into her apartment by the escape stairs at the side of the building, conveniently her kitchen window is on that side. Y/N kept her back turned on those two, looking around, panicking inside until she began to sweat bullets while the boys worked their brute strength against the locked window. It was open within five minutes and Johnny basically invited himself in by jumping in head first.

"Beastie, get in," Simon called out, grumbling, and looked over his shoulder as if he saw movement by the trash bins at the corner of the building.

Y/N — since being on edge — was a bit startled by that command, swallowing dryly and squatting down before going in one short leg at a time, fearing she would fall flat on her face.

Johnny waited for her and grasped her hands once they were offered to him, and he supported her tiny but triumphant jump inside. Y/N smiled at him with gratefulness. And Simon followed close behind her after one sweep of looking around, just to make sure, and closed the window.

Great, busted lock. It's gonna make her wallet bleed, and just when she thoroughly planned out to buy her favorite snacks this weekend.

Y/N took a deep breath.

"One problem at a time. Be polite."

She has guests she needs to take care of before going to work. She watched how Jonny made himself comfortable on the sofa in the living room and dozed off without a problem. Simon seated himself at a chair in front of a kitchen island and Y/N took this peaceful time to use the toilet and change from her outdoorsy clothes, also grabbed her keys on the way.

Fixing the collar of her blouse while walking out of the bathroom quietly not to wake up the sleeping Scottish lad, Y/N stopped at the threshold of the kitchen and observed the tall Brit quietly.

Simon was quiet and hunched over, with his back to her it had convinced her that he was asleep.

An evil idea that will be a big regret later dinged in Y/N's brain, payback clouding her sane mind. With curled lips to a sly smirk, she approached on her toes slowly, and as silently as her creaking floorboards allowed her. Giggling like an imp almost gave her away when being at arm's reach from him.

Digits curled into a claw shape before they attacked their prey, and Y/N just barely grazed Simon's sides when she was sent flying over his wide shoulder.

Like a sack of flour.

And her back smashed against the floor so hard she nearly thought that either the wood or her bones had gotten broken, cracked.

Although the back of her head got the most out of it, the pain was like a burn you can't douse, Y/N's ear rang and wondered if her brain turned into mashed potatoes when all she could see were stars in the abyss for a few seconds. Air knocked out of their lungs caused a momentarily struggle to breathe back in, as soon as oxygen filled them her broken vocals tugged at the man's heartstrings.

"Bo-ones...?" she croaked.

Simon began to sweat cold bullets. Y/N laid like a starfish below him, pinning her while her arm which he used to flip her with was still in his grasp, and once realizing he's been twisting it, he let go of Johnny's old friend immediately. Watching with dread how she tried to regain focus on her surroundings, his knee — which he had forgotten to lift from her ribcage and suddenly it wasn't that hard to breathe — now tucked closer to her side as he towered over her. His hands opened and closed into tight firsts, having no idea what to do with themselves.

"Fuck! Fucking hell!" he cursed at himself, although he was forced to manual defense when he was about to be sneaked on, no one should jump on a soldier no matter how mentally stable he may be.

"Why did ya— Shit, can you sit, Y/N?"

Simon's calloused, glove-less palm supported her upper back between her shoulder blades and she slowly sat up in time with his (short) patience. Y/N used her other hand to grasp at his bent knee for a better, final push, nails scratching lightly over the material. She was dizzy for a while, and she felt a headache coming on, but still alive and kicking.

The exhaling breath she didn't know she held, Y/N met his stressed yet angry expression. "Ah— Apologies..."

All of this for a revenge tickle...

"Fuckin' sorry won't make ya feel better, now will it?" Simon coldly spat, it made her flinch at his raised voice.

"Hey... Uff..." Y/N trailed off, rubbing around the spore spot before pushing in at the forming bulge at the back of her head.

"Bloody Jesus, if I opened your head..." grumbling under his breath before grasping at her waist and under her legs securely and lifting her up, she made a noise of surprise but let him carry her to the stool he sat at before.

Simon looked over his shoulder at his snoring coworker, who has no clue of this accident just yet. Probably for the best. "I won't hear the end of it from Johnny."

Y/N swallowed dryly, finally feeling grounded enough to think she was all good. And the sour mood is something she never wished to happen. It was supposed to be all fun and games, if she knew Simon can be a dick then she would've stopped herself from being goofy long ago instead of looking like a fool in front of him.

"... Well, karma's a bitch. I shouldn't have thought about tickling you in the first place." Y/N offered a small smile but it strained when he brought his digits to his eyes, rubbing them while answering her with a rumbly grunt.

"I could've killed you, so don't you take it lightly!" Simon growled, irked by her shrug in return. He really was close to doing so, even when unintentionally something inside him just snapped at that unexpected jump pulled by her.

"But ya didn't," Y/N grinned cheekily up at him. "Though it's cute seeing you worry about me already." she might have just gotten smacked like a doll but it never stopped her teasing. "Though what was that? A reflex?"

Simon sat down beside her, still towering over her. His shoulders were squared and tensed. It wasn't just a reflex, his body told him he was in danger, jumped by the enemy at his moment of exposure, and Ghost kicked in for self-protection. They are still fresh out of a mission, his paranoia of not letting his guard down spiked and his brain kicked his muscles into action.

"Somethin' like that."

Y/N nodded, looking at his tired eyes even though he kept looking at the spot he pinned her, guilt churned his stomach.

When she stood Simon's shoulders rose slightly, he observed her go to a high kitchen cabinet and pulled out two small boxes. One had painkillers and she swallowed two once she got herself some water for comfortable swallowing, and it ate at Simon he knew he was the one that caused said pain. He, who exists for the sole purpose of assuring that civilians like her has their normal life without violence he and his team can help.

"You can go sleep in my bed, you look like shit, Simon." it wasn't exactly an offer, it was an order. Only it was said innocently, sweetly, it made odd shivers down the masked man's spine.

"Thanks, darlin'. Needed to hear that." Simon forced himself to roll his eyes at her and she could see. She returned it with a smile, of course.

"I take you to have trouble sleeping," Y/N put the other box in front of him once grounding the counter island, along with a fresh glass of water. The soldier eyed her and then the stuff, especially the small bottle of sleep drops she pulled out.

"20 drops in the water, 2 hours before going to bed. You'll sleep like a baby." she cooed like a mother coaxing her child to take nasty medicine, and it worked.

Simon looked at her with a slight frown and leaned down, the proximity of space between them closing in and Y/N could taste his bourbon breath through the mask.

"Goin' soft on me, Beastie?"

A curious question. She might be. Y/N is just like that, giving people she met just for a day her heart and testing whether they'll let it drop or not.

"Or you just wanna make sure I'm knocked out cold so you can smother me in my sleep?"

Y/N smirked at that, her emotions could never be hoarded under the surface for too long. Fingers reached at his jacket and plucked a hair from there, Simon watched her little hand with something like awe.

Wonderment.

They're so small, and gentle, but can inflict great pain judging by the stories he heard from Johnny about his and her teen shenanigans. His are big, calloused from hard work, and training for killing without hesitation, even a little pat on the shoulder was a gesture he felt like he needs to master unless he'd want to inflict accidental pain. Ironic to what happened moments ago.

Grasping confidence out of nowhere, Y/N came an inch closer to the man she should feel intimidated by or be angry at but she felt neither.

"I should, you'd deserve it for being such a dick," she began. "... But Johnny's friend is my friend too, even if I may not like it."

Simon searched in her soft-hazed orbs for something, trying to figure out if she was lying, but not once had she stuttered. He wouldn't mind getting lost in the warmth of them, it's something a loner like him craved but was too proud to admit such feelings in the first place.

Y/N's fingerpad poked into his chest, below his collarbone, it made his head tilt in silent curiosity and prompted her to continue. "Revenge is better served in the middle of it heating up. I will smother ya. With affection. Best torture for the likes of you."

Simon Riley would have laughed, hard, if he wouldn't be so tired. The smile under his mask mirrored hers, and Y/N felt her heart bloom inside her ribcage.

"Now, be a good boy— drink the drops and go to sleep, I'll be back later this morning. You two dogs might be wide awake by then." she used one of her strict tones with a glare that always worked on kids she babysat.

Simon snorted in amusement and pulled his open palms up in surrender while straightening up in the chair. "Roger, ma'am." he huffed, his thick Manchester accent gruff and rumbly. He sounded almost playful, and Y/N loved that it might be the case, the start of their friendship sure is rocky so she'll take it. Also, this nickname made her feel things in her stomach, it always did.

"Oh, and," Y/N stopped in the doorway, tugging on her favorite jacket, mismatched outfit or not, it's comfy. Simon looked up at her from the little bottle, already filling the water with drops. "Don't even try to be nasty in my bed with Johnny-boye. Or I will circumcision ya both."

Nearly dropping the bottle into the glass by that discussion, Simon cursed under his breath with a barely noticeable stutter while she left her apartment, and sudden, palpable silence was there in exchange. It was uncomfortable. The sooner he'll sleep the better.

Demons will still haunt him, even in his sleep, but perhaps this promised, the dreamless night he could look forward to.

Setting the bottle away into the box, he stared at the still water in the Coca-cola glass, his fingers began to drum on the cold surface of the counter desk.

"Better not get attached." Ghost mused sourly, frowning and the water mirrored the reflection.

And Simon couldn't agree more, but the circumstance of the situation that they're on monthly leave and Johnny wants him (them) to be buddy-buddy with Y/N might be difficult. He tried to be distancing but she still found a way to be at an inch from his personal bubble, not trespassing, and not intending to leave and give up either.

"Stubborn."

Y/N might be patiently waiting for him to let her in, even just an inch, but Ghost's overprotectiveness might never allow for that to happen.

Simon gulped the water in one swallow and put the glass in the sink before beelining towards her bedroom door.

[pinkprettycure]

i keep saying it but i know the way some ppl be hating is racially motivated cuz its highkey a lil sus that ppl are always so intent on clinging to the idea that im some insane scary aggressive banshee. and its ALWAYS the "aggressive" allegations coming from nonblack and ESPECIALLY white ppl lmao its NEVER other black people!

Like yall know yall cant come after anything else. it looks crazy as hell to try to trash a story about queer ND characters and POC, one where the black main character turns around and says that the hottest thing you can be is autistic and that the prettiest girls she knows are chubby. Yall look crazy as hell tryna find problems with that and you Know It. But there's something that just ~bothers~ people about me lmao

I'm loud, and I'm proud of being black! I love being black I love being mexican! I don't put on a fake uwu kawaii persona and aave scares yall when it comes out a black persons mouth. That's all it is.

[oceanblueeyesoul]

Hi, I hope you're ok.

I wanted to ask if you could do a Marauders, Wednesday and Disney matchup, please.

I'm half Mexican half Argentine. She/her, 5'4, aquarius, long brunet hair, honey eyes, pale skin, not so chubby body. I have myopia, aka, I see nothing without my glasses. I love books and painting with watercolors.

Indie pop and romance, yes please! Dark and chaos academia are my favorite things.

Imaginary scenarios all day, simping for fictional characters, reading fanfiction. Give. It. To. Me.

Sweet cute nerds and soft cute himbos are my soft spot.

I get super excited talking about things I like, I'm the smart girl of my class, and I love learning random things, especially fun facts.

I'm not really open with people i just met, but once I got to met you, I can't stop talking. Kinda insecure if my friends aren't bother by this. Plus i seem to have a tendency of having supper chill and calmed friends, when I want friends that I can be silly, do stupid things and don't stop laughing but I really love my friends.

I give my love to friends really easy and out of nowhere, something I already got hurt with, so now I'm more careful.

Hope this isn't way to much text. And thank for reading it, and doing it if you do :].

Hi there, sweetie! I really hope you like this a lot!

Harry Potter (Marauders Era) Matchup

Your Harry Potter (Marauders Era) soulmate is...

REMUS LUPIN!

The two of you would definitely be reading books together in a quiet and intimate places because the two of you loves to hear each other reading a book.

He would definitely be always reminding you to take a spare glasses for you anywhere he goes if you lost your original glasses for one day.

The two of you would definitely be talking about fun facts together and just enjoying about to learning new things together as a team.

Pisces x Aquarius lovebirds!

Wednesday (Netflix) Matchup

Your Wednesday (Netflix) soulmate is...

XAVIER THORPE!

The two of you would definitely be doing painting with watercolours together because it is so much more fun painting with watercolours together than separately.

He would definitely be listening to hear talking you about your favourite things in the whole world because he wants to make you smile at him.

He would definitely be looking into your honey eyes for a eternity because he thinks that your eyes are gorgeous to look at from his point of view.

Aquarius x Aquarius soulmates!

Disney Matchup

Your Disney soulmate is...

CARLOS DE VIL!

The two of you would definitely be geeking over fun facts together and loves to learn new things together as a team and a fun thing to do together.

The two of you would definitely be reading books together in a quiet and intimate places because the two of you want to hear each other's voices when the two of you are reading a book together.

He would definitely be carrying your spare glasses anywhere he goes just in case if you misplace your original glasses somewhere.

Scorpio x Aquarius sweethearts!

[iwishiwasrichasfuck]

Hellooo, I'm going to tell you about the original character in my enhypen story so you have some background information and a little about myself while I'm at it 😊.

Her name is Esmeralda Adel. You can probably guess from the name that she isn't English or Korean, but in fact, Mexican and Arabic. I'm not Mexican, but I am Egyptian. I was always fascinated with Hispanic culture, so I decided to write a story where the mc is half half. I'll do my best research, but if there are any Mexicans out there, I welcome you. Pls help if you don't mind?

Her appearance and personality are based on me and the people I know. She's a med student, my sister is a med student. She has curly hair, me and my sister have curly hair. She's not very slender, but not very chubby, she has curves, like me. I have taken a long time to come to term with my body, because I always compared myself to thinner girls, who ate what they wanted and stayed like that. I envied their fast metabolism. I have come to terms with the fact that I need to work hard to be healthy, and even that maybe those girls I compared myself have problems too, that I'm not struggling alone. Now I am trying to become fit, so even if I'm not the thinnest, I'm healthy, because that's all that matters. I have a pretty thin waist compared to my hips but a heavy...cleavage, so you may think I'd be happy about it because it has been an "ideal figure" for women (which is stupid because all body types are beautiful 😤) but you won't believe how much I struggle to find clothes that complement me.

Anyways, I'm ranting, let's get back on track. She is smaller than enhypen (especially next to Niki because let's face it that dude's a giant) but not that small, she's actually 170cm, so my height. She is very generous, and very patient. She's really smart. Like really smart. She graduated school at 16 years old because she skipped the two grades when you learn out to read and count and basic math, she already knew it (her mother taught her). This is based on a friend of mine who actually did skip two grades when she was young. Um, what more.

She has the most random thoughts sometimes, like me. She's very pretty, and she knows she's attractive, so that makes her even hotter. She's pretty fit, and actually works out alot muscle mommy.

She's lived in both Egypt and Mexico for about four years each when she was young and came to France when she was ten. She has a great relationship with her mother. The two are very close, they're best friends and confidants, they tell each other anything. This is based on my relationship with my own mother. I love her more than anything. She's arabic (both of my parents are) but she isn't really like I've heard arabic parents are. She's cool with anything as long as I'm safe, happy and have good results scholarly. She's someone I can gossip with, and I've learned a lot from her. You can probably tell that I really admire her 😅. Esmeralda's father is also someone she gets along with great (but not as much as with her mom). Her parents divorced when she was in middle school, but they did so on good terms. They fell out of love and decided it was best to separate. They get along, and Esmeralda's mom actually loves her ex's new wife, the two are good friends!

Also, if Esmeralda seems unrealistic because she doesn't seem to have any bad sides, then you're both right and wrong. She's learned what to do and how to act through trial and error. She was raised right, and has had an excellent role model that encouraged healthy habits (mental or physical), so she wasn't "perfect" from the bat, her personality right now is a product of her past environment and the people she frequented or knew. She also has a few bad habits. She stays up all night and has trouble accepting help, she has trouble relieving stress and tends to push away people when she's sad or angry. She's working on it though! And growing up she's always wanted to make her mother proud, so she worked hard and tried to learn as many things as possible. Her mother loves her and is proud of her of course, but now Esmeralda thinks that if she fails to do something then she will lower her mother's image of her (which isn't true, but is a product of always trying to be better than her past self): she's an overacheiver. She happens to be extremely petty 😅

But she is also a projection of how I wish to be. She is the person I long to become in the future, and I decided that if I can't write about a perfect character in fiction, where am I going to do that? That's what fanfictions and fiction stories are made for! So there you go, a bit about me and and my character. ;)

(Ps: I hope the followers I have are excited for my first fic!)

[leorawright]

Hey can I get a romantic matchup with the re8 ladies? My names Kim I’m a bisexual gal and I go by she/her. I have brown hair and eyes. Light complected Latina, Mexican mostly. I’m 5’6 and both chubby and muscular. I’m an INFJ but also a pretty good sense of humor, loyal, and fashionable.

About me: I enjoy fighting sports, freestyle and folk style wrestling to be specific. I love animals and have a cute but ugly dog. I love fashion and dressing up so I could dress in one aesthetic one day and another the next. I love collecting various type of crystals. I like horror and comedy movies. I also like all sorts of music and have a growing record collection.

What I want in a partner: Someone sweet and open minded. Who likes to talk about anything and everything. Who would try out some of my hobbies and I’ll try theirs. Who would still cheer for me while I’m getting beat up in the circle. Also who would talk during movies. Who likes quality time and cuddles. A bonus if we can even sit in comfortable silence. Also my love language is physical touch and gift giving.

Ooo a Resident Evil one!

For your resident evil lady I've chosen...

Bela Dimitrescu!

Since you love dressing up please try some of the clothes she got you she'll be estatic

She gives you a special fancy box for you to keep your crystals in (mainly so her sisters don't steal them)

She'll definitely watch any sort of movie you want to but if it's a horror (slasher) movie she'll most likely be cheering on the killer

She's always willing to listen about anything and everything you want to talk about

She doesn't get out if the house much so she's excited to try new hobbies especially if they're your hobbies

If you're getting beat in a fight congratulations Bela's not letting you go down and she'll come out and fight with you

After a long day dealing with her sisters Bela definitely is down for cuddles ans laying in silence together

Any gifts you give her are going on a special shelf in her room so she can display all the wonderful things you've given her

[woagitsasecret]

I hate hazbin hotel with every ounce of my being for some reason. I like Hellva Boss but despise Hazbin Hotel unironically, Unlike with Garten Of Banban, Which I adore but have a personal 'bit' of sorts I do where I say I absolutely despise it. I wanna kiss the orange jellyfish guy

I also easily forget names unless you were super important to me. I've forgotten a lot of people from school but not my 'Cousin' AJ (SUPER short person, Said I was their cousin one day and I just never questioned it), Thomas (Kid I really liked in school and the #1 relationship that used to replay through my head. He was confusing) Mr.Harris (Teacher with nubs and a thumb for hands, Only had down to his elbows. Born that way. He taught art and most sports, And he was the best at it. My favorite teacher and an inspiration to me to this day). Amy (First girl I crushed on, A short and chubby mexican girl with beautiful black hair. It went to her back and she was really cute. I wonder how she looks today sometimes) Larry the crossing guard (I said 'Hey Larry' to him because he looked like a guy in a game I played named Larry, A joke for my siblings. Turned out to actually be his name and he was Astonished. We talked every day after that) That Cat (Related to Larry, On that same walk to school there was a Cat that I really liked and wanted to pet. I did. Once. That was it) Oh and the twins, I cant remember their named but they matched. I liked both of them, Crushed on em both. Same school as Amy, There were probably like 5 different pairs of twins in that school and it was one of the normal schools too. Like normal sized, It was actually a really fucking poor and horrible school with out of line bullying. Not as bad as the school I went to when we lived in the REAL ghetto with gunshots and gangs and shit, But I don't remember much from then except the traumatic shit which is NOT going on my silly post.

Gonna make new tags for this

[mrultra100]

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Hey, y’all! As it’s the start of the new year, I figure it’s time to give Maryanna a new character sheet, along with giving her an update in terms of design and lore. I even made a few alternative outfits for fun, as you can see at the end of this post. It’s taken me a good few days to get everything together, so take a good look at the self-proclaimed “Queen of The Vampires” in all of her glory! 

Full Name: Maryanna Regina Test

Gender: Female (She/Her)

Species: Vampire (Northwestern Strigoi)

Nationality: Japanese-Mexican American

Orientation: Bisexual Polyamorous

Height: 7’5

Age: 25

Birthday: October 10th

GENERAL BIO

Hailing from the misty wilds of the Pacific Northwest, Maryanna “Mary” Regina Test is a pretty big vampiress, and was born in Porkbelly, Oregon. While she and her siblings’ parents are a human male and a female Strigoi (A type of vampire) respectively, Mary inherited her mother’s vampirism, along with the usual powers and instincts one might expect a vampire to have.

 When she was growing up, Mary was once a quiet and shy wallflower who wasn’t one to revel in the spotlight. That all changed when she started getting interested in paleontology, along with a trip to her mother’s birth home in Japan, where she had a chance encounter with the one of the kaiju that were roaming the island nation. This combined love of both prehistory and giant monsters was the start of Mary’s growth into the sassy, wild, and frisky woman that she is today. The lady’s own head is like an encyclopedia of any and every prehistoric animal, and if someone would like to talk about it, Mary is passionately happy to do so.

In the present day, Mary’s got quite the resume. Alongside working as a mad scientist with her sister, Susan, Mary is also part of a team of heroes known as The Beastly 4. While Johnny/J-X is the leader of the group, along with Dukey being the muscle, Mary and Susan are the brains behind the operation. And given the incredible powers that they have as vampires, the two sisters also get to help out on the battlefield regularly. Other gigs for Mary include working as a curator for Porkbelly’s natural history museum, along with being a DJ. Aside from Porkbelly stuff, Mary has a bit of a wanderlust from time to time, and tends to check out other dimensions.

As for Mary’s personality, she retains that same level-headedness from her childhood, but has also become a sassy, very flirty and frisky, wild, and thetherical party animal, along with being a foodie who’s proud of her chubby belly. She even sticks with the nickname of “Queen of The Vampires”, in which she agrees with people due to how they think it fits with her wild nature. She can have a bit of an ego, however, as she can be really flirty and horny at times. And while she and the rest of her kind have control over their instincts, Mary can act like an overgrown kitty at times, even at the most inopportune moments. Regardless, even with her flaws in place, Mary is just a fun woman to be around, and she knows it. When you’re the Queen of The Vampires, you just know things are gonna get wild whenever you’re around.

POWERS

Electrokinesis- Her main element, Mary’s able to do crazy things with her control over electricity. Electromagnetic telekinesis, electrically-charged bites and claw slashes, increasing her land speed, draining power from machines with her fangs, etc. A common aspect of all of Porkbelly’s vampires is the presence of elemental magic that they personally have from living in their environment. While a few vampires can work to develop the ability to handle more than one element, their offspring might inherit one of those elements. This rings true for both Susan and Mary, as they got their respective pyrokinesis and electrokinesis powers from their mother. As for Lila herself, her main element is ice, and that was a result of living in the snowy mountains of Hokkaido during her childhood.

Flight- It wouldn’t be a vampire if they didn’t know how to fly. Aside from the power to float and levitate over the ground, Mary’s main flight method is to turn into a Desmodus draculae, which was a prehistoric vampire bat. This ability is shared by all Northwestern Strigoi, and it’s a good example of the primordial power that they have.

Hypnotism- Mary has two methods of hypnotizing people. The first is her singing, which is very much like a siren. Given her love of singing, Mary can be seen singing to her target. The second method is the usual hypnotic eyes. Pair that up with Mary’s entrancing voice, and you got a mesmerizing master of mind control.

Natural Weaponry- As a Northwestern Strigoi, Mary is well-equipped with sharp, nail-like claws to slash at opponents, along with powerful jaws filled with sharp teeth strong enough to crush through bone. Her main 4 fangs (Two on her upper jaw, and two on the lower jaw) can inject a venom that can turn people into vampires, along with being conductive enough to electrocute foes. Her claws are also sharp enough to help her climb on walls.

Enhanced Senses- Thanks to her kind being powerful predators, Mary has a very good sense of smell, along with very good hearing. The most incredible sense that she has is her night vision. Even in a pitch-black room, Mary has no problem with seeing her way in the dark. This also explains why her eyes are like those seen on a cat.

Shadow Familiar- As an extension of their primal souls, strigois often have a shadow-like familiar with them. Not only do they aid in things like working, hunting, or other normal tasks, they help with a vampire’s powers. In the V-Twins’ case, their shadows help them control their prehensile hair. Mary’s own hair, in tandem with her shadow, serves as a good conductor in which to let out electricity.

Super Speed and Strength- Another common vampire ability that Mary has is her speed and physical strength. Thanks to her species having a set of lungs and air sacs similar to birds, Mary is able to run at breakneck speeds, and despite her chubby body, she’s surprisingly strong enough to easily carry things much larger than her. Very good reflexes and agility also come with the package.

TRIVIA

Mary, along with Johnny and Susan, are all Japanese-Mexican Americans. And regarding their nationality, both sides of it came from their parents. Hugh’s side of the family originated from Mexico, and while her species first evolved on the American west coast, Lila was born into a family of strigois that moved to the snowy mountains of Hokkaido, Japan. When Lila moved back to her kind’s ancestral home, she then met Hugh. And that’s when they made their family together.

Mary’s favorite animals are azhdarchid pterosaurs like Quetzalcoatlus and Hatzegopteryx. She even suggested at one point that her spirit animal is an azhdarchid.

The idea of an electric-using paleonerd for Mary was inspired by the real-life Mary Anning, and how not only survived being struck by lightning when she was a baby, the intelligence that helped with her career was rumored to have sprung from the incident. And that (inadvertently at first) fits in with the name. Maryanna - Mary Anning.

The scientific name of the Northwestern Strigoi (Mary’s species) is Nocturoptitain sanguinarius. The name even translates as “Bloodthirsty night giant”.

Mary’s birthday date (Along with Susan’s) is a reference to when “Fangs a Lot Johnny” originally released in the United States; October 10, 2011

In terms of favorite food, Mary tends to lean heavily on a good baked potato. Ramen, burgers, and plenty of baked goods are also highly liked by her. And as a vampire, Mary drinks plenty of blood.

Mary has absolutely no shame with being fat. She’s even proud of her chubby belly, and tends to enjoy people rubbing and squishing it.

If she was a Pokemon Trainer, the Pokemon on Mary’s team include Guzzlord, Hisuian Zoroark, Galvantula, Mimikyu, Glimmora, and Swoobat.

Mud is something that Mary doesn’t like. Aside from how it messes up her good looks, mud and dirt weaken her electricity a good bit.

Mary’s tongue is not only forked like a snake, it’s also a foot-and-a-half long. She also likes a good french kiss with her partners.

While her main language is English, Mary can also speak in Japanese and Spanish. This trait is also shared by both Johnny and Susan.

When comfortable, very happy, or just chill, Mary can purr like a cat. Purring is something that vampires do when they’re feeling positive.

For her most recent (and hopefully definitive) update to her design, Mary retains quite a bit of the inspirations that played a part in her look in previous years’ Wilhamena (OK K.O.! Let's Be Heroes), Nurse Worse (Dr. Crafty), Bayonetta, and the Monsterverse incarnation of Godzilla. The indigo highlights fading in from the red parts of Mary’s hair was inspired by Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid’s version of Quetzalcoatl. And the frisky mannerisms were also inspired by Angel from the King of Fighters series, along with the all-green eyes being inspired by Starfire.

Overall, this was not only a fun project to do with my favorite character, it serves as a good start to my many art offerings this year. As I’ve stated within the last few weeks, I wanna do more JTPE stuff, and I feel like updating Mary should serve as a good start to that. Part of me was wondering if continuing on with my brainrot of this single character to start off 2024 was a good idea, but I figured that making a revamped ref. sheet should work as a start to a year of big projects. With all of that said, here’s to not only more JT-based madness, but to more of my artistic nonsense!

(Bonus full design, along with alts)

[moodywyrm]

um so i used to be an ellie girl but now i think you’re converting me to abby 🫠🫠 canon is not canon literally what zombies?? everyone is happy and alive in my mind 😌😌

anyways! i love how you say it’s canon that abby loves big girls (i am a half mexican chubby gal :))). literally going through hell rn bc my bestie is tall and skinny and everyone is fucking obsessed with her :// and i want an abby in my life who chooses me. who has other choices but picks ME. literally why is that so hard???

ummm so that’s my current fantasy that’s running through my head atm okay love you and you’re writing 💗

i love ellie so much I just don’t write about her enough 💔💔 but I’m glad you like my writing!!! I love Abby so much she’s so wife gf loml partner all of it

n I’m also a short chubby Mexican girl!!! I know it’s hard when ur the bigger one in the friendship and everyone is like fawning over ur bestie, I know bc I am in the same boat, and it ain’t ur bestie’s fault, but it still sucks 💔 being someone’s first (or only) choice is literally the dream 💕 even if it’s like ,,, probably the bare minimum ,,,, idk I have like nooooo romantic experience whatsoever 💔

[spectaculardistractions]

To Carlos Fuentes

Madrid, 13 November 1967

Dear Carlos, I was very pleased to get your letter. I thought you were at Lake Maggiore. How is Oxford? I assume your plans haven’t changed. And Rita and the child? Are they going to Mexico soon? If so, I’ll see them there because I plan to leave here (Madrid is loathsome) at the end of the week. I’ll go to Paris for eight or ten days to meet my granddaughter. By early December I’ll be with the little Indians. What a relief!

Over here, José Donoso visited once, over a month ago, then García Márquez. The former plans to spend a year in Spain and the latter, who was on his way to Barcelona, for a couple of years. I showed them Cambio de piel in Italian, which I still haven’t been able to get into despite knowing the language. I am taking great care of it, because of its two impressive dedications, but as far as reading goes, I’m waiting for an edition in a language more accessible to me.

I am frankly moved by your expression of friendship towards me. I mean the book you’re writing on my films, etc. Under no circumstances will I accept that you ‘submit’ the book to me before publication. Whatever next?! I shall consider myself very honoured by whatever you say, and I’m sure it will add to my understanding of myself. Speaking in all seriousness.

Here is the recipe for Bugnuellonnnni: half an ounce of English gin, a quarter of Carpano and a quarter of sweet Martini. It’s a mild plagiarism of and improvement on the Negroni. My firearms, which I have in their dozens, are important calibres. The handguns: a .38 Special, a .357 Magnum, the famous .45 owned by any self-respecting Mexican, and, lastly, the most powerful of the handguns is a .44 Magnum, the one the US police so amiably use to stop getaway vehicles. A single bullet can go straight through the driver and knock out the engine.

Daggers in the shape of a crucifix were sold in Albacete and all over Spain. They were banned because of Viridiana. The La Closerie affair was in 1926 or 1927. (A banquet for Madame Rachilde, a lot of big-shot intellectuals and a few surrealists.) When she asked them to say something at the end of the meal, I think it was Péret who stood up and slapped her. There was an almighty fuss and La Closerie was closed for several months. I wasn’t a member of the group at that point; and, anyway, I thought that the surrealists were a bunch of yéyés back then, but I do remember the restaurant being closed. I don’t think Aragón was there, but if you’re interested I could ask one of the survivors.

Sontag’s book arrived, and I wrote to thank the publisher and praise the author (the least I could do), but I turned down the invitation to adapt it for cinema. If I go back to film-making (and I doubt I will) it would have to be something big: a fine swansong or a sepulchral silence. Besides, unless you’re on the Jury, I’m not going to any festivals.

Lots of kisses for Rita and my ex-chubby one. And a very big hug for you, Luis

PS I’ve heard nothing whatsoever about Raymond Durgnat’s book or the English reviews of the valetudinarian Belle de jour.

My address in Paris from 20 to 30 November is, as always, Hotel Aiglon, 232 Boulevard Raspail. After that, the address in Mexico.

Jo Evans & Breixo Viejo, Luis Buñuel: A Life in Letters

[dear-indies]

Good morning Cat and Mouse! May I please get some help with some female fcs in their mid twenties to early thirties that are both chubby and lgbtqa? Thanks kindly in advance!

Nicole Byer (1986) African-American - has said she “doesn’t identify as straight” but doesn’t like labels.

Jessamyn Stanley (1987) Black - is queer.

Mare Advertencia Lirika (1987) Mexican [Zapotec] - is a lesbian.

Shay Neary (1987/1988) - is trans.

Danielle Brooks (1989) - has openly dated men and women but hasn’t labelled her sexuality publicly.

Emilia Fart (1989) - is a lesbian.

Mary Lambert (1989) - is a lesbian and has bipolar disorder.

Jazzmyne (1990) African-American / White - is queer.

Megan Stalter (1990) - is bisexual.

Jari Jones (1991) African-American / Filipino - is transqueer.

Kornbread Jeté / Elise Williams (1992) African-American - is trans and queer.

Beanie Feldstein (1993) Ashkenazi Jewish - chosen not to label her sexuality but is openly dating a woman.

Jamie Fine (1993) - is gay.

Bronwyn James (1994) - is queer.

ALMA / Alma Miettinen (1996) - queer.

CHIKA (1997) Igbo Nigerian - is bisexual.

Danielle Perez (?) - is queer and a double lower-leg amputee.

Tobi Green-Adenowo (?) - is bisexual and has Osteogenesis Imperfecta type 3.

Please let me know if I'm missing anyone, followers!

[betweensunflowersandscars]

Self (Part 2)

Once I asked myself that question and realized that no one was going to help me. I had to do something about it if I didn't it wouldn't be long till I ended up doing what those hallucinations wanted to happen would be the outcome much, much sooner. I had to escape I just couldn't live with the constant abuse anymore. I just wanted it to stop. I never did anyone any harm so why was I facing that all the time? I was already seen as the black sheep of the family for looking and being different. (I was a chubby, bisexual mexican chick. So that was a no-no in my family) Was that why I was being treated that way? I thought to myself, 'No this isn't right. I need to leave. I need to find an escape anything to change my life from this. This isnt living.'

During that time I was talking to my boyfriend and offered me an escape and I took it. Of course my parents thought I was insane. "You're going to move across the country to live with someone you barely know?" Yes better than here. I made my decision from that moment he offered. The girl from California was moving all the way to Michigan. My parents tried to change my mind, but I had set everything in motion. There was no turning back. I knew the risks and what I was putting myself up too, but I didn't care. I couldn't live there anymore. My home wasn't a home it was a damn cage and I was the animal trapped inside fighting everyday to survive. Yes I was leaving my family behind, but that family didn't look out for me. I was leaving everything I knew. 'You're not going to have anyone. You're not going to have friends. No support system. Nothing.' Yes I know but I'm still moving forward with that decision.

I was going to break this damn cycle of abuse. For myself and my mental health I had to break free and run and never look back.

When the moving day came it was one of the most painful, hardest thing I have ever done in my life. I had to be strong. Everything was in order until the moment the uber came to whisk me away. My mothers tears started to fall and I knew that was her last resort to making me change my mind and staying there. Oh it almost worked but I couldn't go back there. Not anymore. I kissed her and wished her well but I knew things weren't going to change. Even now as I'm typing this down I still feel all those emotions surfacing up. I had to look away from her and I said goodbye and got into the car. It wasn't until I reached the airport that all my emotions came out and I broke down crying. The receptionist at the desk thought I was a panic attack from the fear of flying and comforted me but I couldn't tell her was I had just gone through.

Once I had arrived to Michigan I moved in with my boyfriend and his family. I was still affected by everything else I had just gone through. I wasn't talking to my parents at all. I just needed that time away. I didn't want to hear and I knew deep down my mother hated me for what I did. Which was sad but I expected that. Hoo-boy once the extended family found out what had happened to my mother and how 'distraught' she was. They started to harass me. On Facebook, Instagram anywhere I was on social media they sent me messages very detailed messages to even of things I was going to die from, to being an ungrateful daughter, etc...