#vaya speaks

[vaya-writes]

For your consideration:

Being pat down as part of a security check by a four handed monster?

[vaya-mernda]

Dreamscapes are wack.

Like does the dream need you to be home? Boom. Here’s a house. It’s your home. No don’t look too closely, trust me it’s your home. Oh, you’re going to look closely? You’re going to make us render each doorway and floor and dirty cup? Fine fine fine, it’s your home, no problem. There’s like four doors at the end of this hallway right? That sounds right. Wooden floor boards. Open space room for your dining area. Oh, your dining area isn’t open space? Are you sure. Fuck you, it is now. You want to go outside? I mean, I guess you can do that. Don’t expect any coherency towards which back yard you’re supposed to be standing in. Oh your neighbours? Yeah that’s the neighbour that’s supposed to be there. Trust me. You always had a neighbour on that side, yes that fence and that tree are Supposed to be there.

[thattiredsock]

hey friend, maybe a weird question but you're my only spanish-speaking mutual and I was wondering if you happen to follow any blogs that post in spanish? I wanna expose myself to a bit more spanish in my day-to-day but langblr blogs and stuff are just too teach-y and I just wanna see more regular people blogging about whatever, but in spanish. sending this as an ask so you can either respond privately or share the recs on your blog. if you don't really follow anyone or sth no worries, feel free to ignore this ☺️

oh man, sorry I don't really follow much blogs in Spanish apart from @wearelatinamericanrockers

But I could recomed you some media

there's this one show The Kirlian Frequency, it's about a radio broadcast about a strange little town, where strange things happen.

Frankelda's Book of Spooks, it's one of my favorite shows ever!, should be on hbo Max (not sure if world wide yet, but there's always a way *wink wink*) , it's about a (literal) ghost gritter, telling the viewer her stories, one of those horror for children things, like tales form the crypt (some episodes might hit a little close to home tho, the first one is about a kid that doesn't want to do his homework, the second one is about a girl that wants to fit in, thirds about a boy too insecure about his body image to go swimming with his friends, fourth is about a girl loosing passion for her hobbies, and the last one about a girl who wants to be a writer but her family doesn't approve). It's pretty fun!, they've got songs and all.

And of course 31 minutos. A puppet show parodying news channels (most of its humor is kinda dark, just as a heads up)

Sorry, I know it's not what you asked for, but I hope it helps!

[pnuk-r0ck]

Did you guys know that I love Envy Adams so much

[mintjeru]

are you normal or did you note down the puns in the act 1 event quest to compare between localizations

[vaya-writes]

When I was researching nagas for Serving the Serpent I ran into the problem that anything we typically consider a naga in monster fucking (human top half snake bottom) is not actually something called a naga in any mythology. Even in common fantasy things that I looked at - for example a naga in the DND 5E is just a little weird looking snake creature. The closest physical approximate in that canon is one of the lower castes of yuan ti.

So I made everything up. Instead I researched actual snakes. I figured that I’d just base those finer details you’re wondering about on the breed of naga, as we would on the breed of snake.

I looked at different hunting methods and what physiological difference are between different snakes based on their behaviour. For example pit organs for sensing heat I think I recall were more common for snakes that actively sought prey vs ambush predating snakes, which are likely to be bulky and rely on squeezing rather than venom.

When it came to the saucy details I found out that Some snakes and lizards have hemi penes. That they only ever use them separately so that if they have more than one chance to breed they’re primed and ready to go (this means separate testes for each peen. However there’s still a load of variation based on species. So I picked an aspect I wanted and built around it:

I wanted Isen to be venemous. You know, for sexy reasons.

This meant that I built him to be thinner and more active, his mother is a sea snake for the source of venom, and he has a small clutch of siblings. He has pit organs to assist in hunting.

Basically I suggest building a character carefully and picking snake or reptile traits that compliment each other well. Behaviours and habitats would also be based on the type of snake you’re building from.

Thank you for the tag 💕 I feel honoured.

HI. . . UM. . .

So I do commissions for art and AI bots. . .

Someone asked me for a Naga bot but the problem is that I know nothing about any Naga biology, intercourse, habits, living habitats or. . . Anything.

Can I have a rundown on anything you can think of that I might need to know?

Hello!! So, I am an avid consumer of pure filth, so my knowledge of Naga is more limited to that domain. I also don't know what is considered accurate to lore versus what someone created because they liked the sound of it more than the reality. For that reason, I don't think I'm the best to impart knowledge about Nagas.

But I do know of a couple of blogs that may have more information, albeit on the dirty side, if you'd like to do some sleuthing or engage with these wonderfully talented creators:

@nagaparadise

@vaya-writes

@monstersandmaw

I'm sorry I can't help you out more, but I hope you find all the information that you need. And good luck with the commission!

[vincent-sinclair-deserved-better]

y'alls ocs "interacting" with me always has me like giggling squealing kicking my lil feet twirling my hair btw <3

[azover]

Acuerdense de tomar 3 sorbos de te de ruda hoy, y pasar 7 inciensos (todos juntos) por toda su casa, y pasar 3 veces por arriba de los inciensos.

[luceracastro]

RUMORES

(Enzo Vogrincic x Reader)

Summary: Rumors circulate both Enzo and famous singer Aitana, you who is his costar, friend, and also the girl who has the hugest crush on him doesn't take too kindly to the rumors and distances yourself from him and he is beyond clueless as to why his favorite girl doesn't speak to him anymore.

Warnings: Some angst and fluff, little makeout sesh, jealousy on reader's part and Enzo's, slight Blas x reader, no hate towards the beautiful Aitana in this nor to Male (Matia's girlfriend) it's a Spanglish fic!

you must have thought your phone was practically playing tricks on you but it wasn't, there it was in bold letters "¿aitana y enzo?" the huge bold letters and a whole passionate article on the topic were enough to ruin your day.

"Que pasa contigo nena?" Male had asked as she sat down beside you, she and Mati were kind enough to let you stay at their place for a while since you lived in Spain but just found your apartment too saddening and empty especially after filming and being in a full hotel for months and always being around people.

"Nada, la verdad" you smiled with a small look in your eye that she knew way too well "Que pasa?" she asked once more and you flipped your phone down on her leg, she put her cup down to look through it and her eyes widened "Aye linda, por esto estas triste?" her small smile made you frown "Enzo no es nada amor mio, obvio le tengo cariño pero mami tu mereces mejor créeme," she said with a small smile

you chuckled a little and shook your head "Ven vamos por algo de comer," she pulled you up trying to wipe the small frown off your face and it worked, between her and Mati making you laugh and the food set on the table you found yourself laughing and having fun.

however, what you didn't expect was for there to be a knock on the door and for Enzo to walk in like nothing was wrong, and in reality, nothing was wrong because he was clueless about the whole situation "Hola hermosa," he bent down a small hug which you returned uninterested and he furrowed his brows slightly confused but nonetheless thought nothing of it

him and Mati went into the kitchen and he nodded his head towards the table where you and Male spoke "Que pasa con la nena?" Enzo asked as Mati turned to look at you and he did notice your off attitude but he also was a nosy one who listened to you and Male's conversation and he knew all too well why "Piensa por un Minuto Enzo," he said and Enzo tried to think but to no avail "Dime," he pleaded and Mati laughed

"Que?" Enzo asked and Mati shook his head "Nada, Nada vamos," after that Enzo noticed when he asked you something you answered with short uninterested answers, and when he was talking you were fixed on your phone and it was kinda bothering him, he hated being ignored and by you, it's like a kick to the gut. "Oye casi haces que Enzo llora," Mati said with a small smile as he sat beside you and you shrugged "Pues que vaya con la tal Aitana," you said a small snarky remark which you instantly regretted, the poor girl was sweet like sugar and Enzo didn't even know you liked him

"¿Ahora te das cuenta de lo mal que suenas?" Mati asked "Si, Si ya lo se," you shook your head sighing, "Entonces porque no le dices a Enzo lo que sientes," Mati asked and you laughed a bit too loud "No no, eso seria muy vergonzoso," you shook your head and he sighed "Eres una pelotuda la verdad nena, si no te mueves asi" he snapped his fingers "A lo mejor la Aitana te lo gana" he said a small smirk on his lips making you smack his arm as he laughed "Callate Boludo," you however couldn't help but smile at Mati

"Oye vamos por unas cervesas?, esta preguntando el Pipe," Mati asked with phone in hand and you nodded a small smile on your lips "Pero una cosa linda, Enzo va estar eh," he warned and you rolled you eyes "Sólo porque él esté ahí no significa que no quiera estar con mis amigos" you said and he nodded "Bueno, perdon," he left the doorway of the borrowed room he was allowing you to stay in and you got up getting ready for the night

"Lista, aye nena que linda," Male looked at you a smile on her lips as she reached her hand out for yours "Tu mas, bueno vamos vamos," you both laughed the whole way there Mati following close and as soon as you enter the restaurant/bar you are met with the boys and even Enzo which of course you understood he was obviously going to be there but it would be ten times harder to ignore him now

hugs went all around but reaching Enzo all you did was smile a small hello escaping your lips but he didn't let it slide "Y mi abrazo?" he asked a small smirk displayed on his lips, you gave him a quick side hug but everyone noticed the sort of small tension and you moved to sit beside Blas, "Hola bonita," he rested his arm behind the top of your chair "Hola, que ordenaste tu de tomar?' you asked looking through the small menu of many drinks

Enzo however watched from afar, you and Blas were friends but you always sat beside him what was different now? he subtly rolled his eyes drinking his beer and looking anywhere else while sometimes catching glimpses of you touching Blas's curls or just laughing and joking around with him in general until he was full on staring at you both and even growing an attitude with the others.

"Y tu que?" Fran asked looking at Enzo "Se ve que te vas a tragar al Blas vivo," Juani said a small giggle escaping his lips already slightly tipsy "Nada, Nada para que me molestaria que le habla a T/n?" he said taking another long swig of beer and Fran smiled "Nunca dijimos que eso era la razon," and Enzo looked at Fran "Voy al baño" Enzo got up and left the table "Oye linda, habla con Enzito porque esta amargando la noche con su actitud" Pipe said in your ear his breath smelling like beer and tequila "Yo por que?" you asked with a bit of attitude in your voice and a shrug of your shoulders "porque obviamente está enojado porque le estás dando más atención a Blas que a él" Pipe said as you furrowed your brows "Estas loco," you said shaking your head

"Nena andale, quiero disfrutar no cuidar de un enojon y unos borrachos," Male said with a small frown and you sighed hands on the table trying to balance yourself "Bueno Bueno ya voy," you groaned and left the table but not before apologizing to Blas and walking around looking for Enzo, you checked outside the bathrooms and around the restaurant "Perdon has visto un chico alto, pelo negro y con ojos cafes, tambien tiene el pelo medio largito?" you asked a waiter who shook his head "perdon" he said and you sighed looking around and asking but yet no one had seen him

your last resorts were to go and look outside in both front and back but you were closer to the back so you exited through the back door looking around and he was there more farther down the side of the backdoor smoking a cigarette "Oye, que te pasa?" you asked arms crossed since the harsh wind hit you and he looked down at you his face blank but you could tell something was bothering him "nada, Vuelve adentro, hace mucho frío" he said as he turned to look away and blew out a puff of smoke and you put all your weight on one foot rolling your eyes "Vamos, todos estan preguntado por ti," he chuckled bitterly "Vuelve adrento con Blas querida, los dos sabemos que eso prefieres aser," he said and you furrowed your brows a hurt look on your face

"Eres una mierda sabes," he turned to see the tears rimming your eyes and he sighed his eyes closing for a moment and the regret was written all over his face "perdon, perdon," but you shook your head "Y no prefieres estar con la Aitana? o sea eso dicen por ahi" you shot back and he shook his head "Tu crees eso? nomas tuvimos un vuelo y una noche con amigos y conocidos juntos, eso era todo no somos nada," he said but you shook your head "Oh pero yo estoy pasandola bien con un amigo y eso significa que quiero con el no seas pendejo Enzo" you yourself laughed bitterly and he sighed grabbing you

"No soy un pendejo, que quieres que yo piensa cuando le haces esos sonrisas, caricias, y juegas con su pelo eh?" he said he was in your face and you both were only inches apart "Eso no significa nada, yo te hice esos cosas tambien" you shrugged "Si eso es lo que me molesta, Solo hacias esas cosas a mi, no a Fran, Mati, Juani, Pipe, ni a Esteban, nomas a mi!" you looked at him like he was crazy but then again it sunk in your brain that he was jealous, Enzo was jealous, you both looked into each others eyes, then his eyes flickered to your lips but you beat him to it as you pulled his face in for a kiss

you both pulled away after a moment and you both looked at each other before he pulled you in once more, bodies pressed together as you both kissed the other with force and need but it didn't last long "Enzo! T/n! Enzo! T/n!" Juani's voice was heard and you both pulled away quickly and Enzo groaned a face of annoyance "Que!" he yelled out "Donde estan?" Juani asked and you grabbed Enzo's hand pulling him with you "Lo encontre, nos distraimos hablando perdon" you laughed nervously but noticed Juani's red eyes which were also watery "Que paso querido?" you asked and he sighed "Pensé que los perdi, y no quiero perder los" he was drunk and it was evident with his slurred words and the scent of beer radiating off of him

Enzo stifled a laugh as you smacked his arm and wrapped your arm around Juani "No ya, ya no llores, aqui estamos amor ya," he dug his face into the crook of your neck as you smiled and you three entered the bar, Enzo watching you both from the back.

at the end of the night you all made it to a food truck that had the best food (According to Fran) and you all ordered your food and ate little by little but you and Enzo took some stolen glances at one another, "¿Tengo que dar un paseo, Enzo?" he knew that was your way of asking him to come along and he stood up walking closer to you, everyone looked either relieved or gave you teasing smiles before returning to their meal

you two at first walked in pure silence, "Debemos de hablar, de el beso" Enzo said and you turned your head to look at him "No te gusto?" you asked with no emotion yet he caught the almost not visible smile on your face "al contrario, me encanto pero quiero saber que significa eso?" he asked his hands dug into the pockets of his jacket and you stopped in your tracks turning to face him "Significa que me gustas Enzo," you told him straight up and he looked down at you "Me gustas y hasta puedo decir que estoy enamorada de ti pero entiendo si no sientes lo miso" you said and he chuckled "Boluda estuve enamorado de ti desde que te conoci" he told you giving you a kiss on your forehead pulling you in for a hug as you sighed his chin resting on the top of your head and his arms around you engulfing you entirely "Y porque no me dijiste nada?" you asked and he smiled "Porque cuando te conoci pense que eras muy chica para mi, una niña," he said "Enzo tenia 21 años," you told him

"Y yo los 27" he said and you giggled "Eso no es mucho" you smiled up at him "Bueno, si no te da molestia que voy estar usando un baston antes que ti, quieres ser mi novia?" he asked and you froze "En serio?" you asked and he nodded and you grinned "Me encantaria," and the walk was ended, coming back hand in hand Fran smiled "Salieron de malas y regresan de novios, quien los entienden" Fran laughed as did the others

"Aye callate estupido" you smiled sitting down "Tu boluda" that was the end of the night, all of you enjoying a night out and you going back to Enzo's at the end ;)

[cyberdxll]

♡speak to me in your love language~ physical touch ♡

✧ touch-starved!miles morales x reader

✧ warnings: fluff, cuteness, touchiness, slightly suggestive(?), grammar, not the best spanish

✧ summary: what it’s like to date a touch-starved miles

✧ ok, first off, miles is clingy but not in an overbearing way

✧ he will always know when it's the right time to be "touchy"

✧ if you need space, he will always respect your boundaries

✧ he wants keep you safe and show you how much you're loved, and his way of doing that is through physical touch

✧ he'll be kinda reserved at the beginning of your relationship but as time passes, he will become more comfortable with physical affection

✧ if you're dating earth!42 miles, you may have to initiate some of the physical affection because he's become pretty closed off since his dad passed away

✧ poor boy needs some love, affection, and comfort

✧ he is always gently grabbing your waist and whenever you talk to him he lifts up your chin so you make eye contact with him (the rizzler?)

✧ when he's playing video games or working on a new suit design, he holds you in his lap

✧ he probably wouldn't be big on PDA, the most he would do is hold your hand but that's if you're in a super crowded place or in a pretty secluded area.

✧ this has probably been said a million times but he sneaks in to your room through your window

✧ if you're mad at him, he'll wrap his arms around softly apologize to you

“lo siento cariño, you know all I want to do is keep you safe."

"muñeca, no quiero que vayas a dormir enojada conmigo.” (I don’t want you going to sleep mad at me)

✧ lots and lots of forehead and cheek kisses

✧ loves kissing you in the corner of your mouth just to mess with you

✧ when he is nervous, he'll look stone-cold in the face

✧ but he when he grabs your hand, you feel it shaking TT

✧ overall miles would be a really loving boyfriend and you will never doubt his love for you <3

[vaya-writes]

i just worked out why this chapter doesn't gel so well with me. its so exposition heavy. like im meant to be world building, Briar is on tour, there's absolutely room for it, but I just don't like the expositiony vibe. i want briar to be having fun, not information beamed directly into her head about the surrounding culture and landscape

[altverse-invertverse]

(I got mediocre writing again so here y’all go, song here btw)

Writing

The violent storm raged outside for hours, bringing torrential rain and howling winds. The Lamb had instructed everyone to remain huddled in their tents until the storm subsided. Up on the temple's upper floor, Lamb and Xibalba found themselves alone. In the hushed atmosphere, Xibalba sharpened the blade of his axe on the bed, the rhythmic sound of the sharpening filling the air. Meanwhile, Lamb immersed themselves into the ancient history of the gods, studying the books they had salvaged from Shamuras's library at their desk.

In a moment of frustration, Lamb groaned loudly, breaking the silence as they put their hands to their face. They could barely understand anything in the books. It was all like a riddle or a puzzle, with every point leading to a dead end of even more questions and fewer answers. How would they ever get the hang of their new responsibilities if they couldn’t even make sense of them?

Xibalba glanced at Lamb, setting his axe aside before asking, "You okay over there, Lamby?" with a touch-tone of worry in his voice. Lamb glanced over at him, letting out a soft sigh before answering the Goat.

“ Yes, well- no.. not really. It’s just, these stupid books! “ the Lamb began, removing their hands from their face. “ Nothing makes sense, if it’s not one dead end it’s two, not only that but many of these books are in an entirely different language! How the hell am I supposed to read these, plus the only people who know how to read this text won’t even help-“ The lamb ranted before abruptly being lifted from their chair and held under the goat's arm.

Lamb, caught off guard, squirmed and shouted trying to get free. “ What- Hey! Xibalba, Xibalba put me down! “ the lamb kicked their feet whilst Xibalba hushed them, walking over to the radio and hitting the play button, letting the melody of music fill the room. Despite the Lambs struggling, Xibalba was able to get them to stay still for a moment, starting to dance with them, beginning to sing along with the song.

“ Yo tengo claro todo lo que siento,

que pa' dudarlo no me queda tiempo

Baby, yo me muero, no te supero,

Loco por verte de nuevo~ ”

As the goat sang, he twirled and dipped the Lamb, who couldn't help but burst into laughter, feeling their frustration melting away. As the music reached its end, the two came to a stop, both laughing, before silence filled the room once again.

“ Thank you, I... I really needed that “ the lamb spoke, clearing their throat while looking down at the floor. It had been a long time since they let loose and had some fun. They had been restricting themselves from having any until they could make progress with the books. Xibalba smiled, letting go before patting them on the head.

" Of course, what are friends for? Besides, you need to relax or you'll get burnt out, " he replied, crossing his arms before speaking again. " How about this? I'll help you figure out the books if you start taking proper breaks. Capiche?"

"Really?" the lamb said, excitement written all over their face, their tail wagging slightly.

"Really, I promise."

"Hah! In that case, count me in!

[charlesswife]

Una Noche En Mónaco i

Vaya noche la de anoche. (What a night last night)

unem master list

pairing: charles leclerc x latina! reader

summary: after a one night stand between you and charles, charles continues on with his f1 career. until two months later, you come back claiming to be pregnant with his child.

warning: bad writing, charles is a bit of an asshole at first, is going to be a series. google translate because I do not speak french. teen pregnancy (very cliche, I know. I'm sorry)

a/n: this is based on the idea i posted yesterday, which you all seem to like a lot. i want to clarify that english isn't my first language so please be kind if you see any error, i am trying my best. Also I am very new to formula one, i am binge watching drive to survive and the races. also i hope the timeline is correct lmao. ALSO i am not very great at writing smut so don't expect to see smut until i get better at writing it. enjoy!

word count: 1,771

Just to clarify: If I'm not wrong. In 2018, Charles was 20, turning 21 in that year. Reader is going to have an age gap of two years. So reader is 18 turning 19.

gif is not mine! i love this gif tho, he looks so good.

March 2018

Everything from last night was a blur. I remember his green eyes on me. And then his lips. And then his skin. And then a bit more. 

The music was louder than my thoughts. Monaco is a beautiful country with even more beautiful people. 

Steph grabbed my hand and dragged me to the bar. "One Jack Daniel's with coke and one Cosmopolitan, please." She told the bartender. 

"Cosmopolitan?" I asked. 

"Oh girl, it's so good. It's vodka with cranberry juice, lemon juice, syrup, and..." She stopped for a second while her eyes drifted to something behind me. "Oh god, he's cute." I was going to turn around and look until she stopped me. "Wait, don't turn yet!"

By that time, the bartender put our drinks in front of us. I thanked him. "Girl, he's looking at you."

"Is he your kind of cute or mine?" 

"I would do it sober, on a Monday." Okay. I have to turn around and see said man. "If he wants anything, he'll come to us." She dragged me to another part of the bar. 

We danced and drank, and slowly I was forgetting about the 'gorgeous' man. I checked my phone. 12:00. 

It has been two hours since we got to the bar. 

When the song ended, we headed to the bar area, I asked the bartender for another drink. "Wait here, I have to run to the bathroom," Steph yelled in my ear and then made a beeline to the bathroom. I took the scenery in. The music was louder than before and everyone was dancing to a song I don't know of. 

The bartender put the drink in front of me, and I thanked him again. I lost count of how many times I have thanked him. 

"This is your fourth drink, is it not?" I heard a male voice next to me. I turned to see the owner of the voice. 

Green eyes. Dimpled smile. His body leaned to mine. 

"You're keeping tabs on me?" I asked.

"Hard not to," he said. He turned to the bartender and said, "Fermer la onglet. apporte-elle de l'eau. Je paierai la facture." (Close the tab, and bring her some water. I will pay for her bill.) The bartender nodded. The man turned to me again. 

"What did you tell him?" I'm not even going to lie. His accent was very sexy. 

"Nothing much. C'mon. Let's dance." he grabbed my hand and dragged me to the dance floor. 

He pulled me close to his body. Very close. His green eyes and hands were all over me. And I let him.

He leaned closer to my ear and said, "So are you going to tell me your name or will I only know as the beautiful foreign girl?" 

"You think I'm beautiful?" I asked laughing a bit. 

"Everybody in this room thinks you are beautiful," he smiled, "So?" 

"y/n," I told him. He repeated my name again, trying to see how my name feels on his lips. "And you?" I asked him. 

"Charles" I repeated his name and his smile got wider. Deepening his dimples. "Leclerc" 

Somewhere in the room, a phone rang. I was entangled with Charles that I just let it ring. His face is so calm, without worries. 

"I can feel you staring at me, mon cherie," he murmured. "do you always stare at people when you wake up?"

"Not always," I said. "you're the only exception." He smiled at my comment and opened his eyes. 

"Hello" 

"Hi," I whispered. 

"Was that your phone or mine?" He asked. 

"I don't know. If it's important, they'll ring again." As soon as the words left my mouth. The phone rang again. I let out a little whine that made Charles laugh. 

"That's your phone, that's not my ringtone." I got out of bed and looked for the phone. 

"I can feel you staring at me, mon cherie" I mocked him. 

"A sight like you should be stared at all the time." I smiled at his comment. I found my phone in between the pile of clothes that was left on the floor. Steph &lt;3 appeared on my screen.

I lay on the bed again with Charles and answered the phone. 

"Hey bitch, I've been calling you all morning" 

"Sorry" I answered "I just woke up" 

"Are you still with the French boy?" Steph asked with a joking tone. I can't remember most of last night. But she knows about Charles and the fact he speaks French.

"I'm Monegasque," He said a bit loud, just for her to hear. 

"He says he's Monegasque" I repeated. 

"Uhhh, native. I like it. Well, text me when you're on your way back" With that, she hangs up. I looked back at Charles. 

"So, another round?" 

At first, Steph was excited for me. She was hoping for Charles to be the next thing to occupy my mind instead of my parents.

She wasn't wrong. The Monegasque lived in my mind rent-free for the past month. Especially after I found out I was pregnant. 

Two pink lines.

Positive. 

"So? What does it say?" Steph asked. I didn't say anything. Tears started to form in my eyes. "Oh god, I need a drink" She disappeared from the bathroom to the kitchen. 

Steph made me take a pregnancy test after several different random cravings that I had. She had enough of me after I ate a burger with extra extra pickles, and then more pickles on the side. For context, I hate pickles, with my life. 

Fuck. 

"y/n... what are you gonna do?" I haven't realized that she came back into the room, a glass of wine in her hand. 

"well... what's done it's done. it's my responsibility to take care so it." I answered. 

"Yeah! But so it's his! He has to be responsible too!" she yelled. 

I let the tears run down my face. "And how?! I don't have his number! It's not like I could just send him a text saying 'Hey! remember when we fucked a month ago? well, I'm pregnant now, congrats! be responsible and take care of it" 

Steph stayed quiet for a moment, just staring at me. After a while, she said, "Do you think he is on Instagram? I mean, think about it, almost everyone is on Instagram." she waved her wine at me. 

"And if he's not?" my voice broke for a moment. This is all too much for me. I am overwhelmed and drowning in my own feelings. 

"We can only hope so." She put her wine on top of the dresser and reached for her back pocket for her phone. "What was his name again?" 

"Charles," I said. 

"Love, I'm going to need more than that"

"Umm... His last name was a hard one. It was Lec... Lec-something"

For a moment, she looked at me and then back at her phone. "Leclerc?" She asked, doubt very clear in her voice.

"Yes! Leclerc. Why? Did you find him? You should get a job in the FBI" I commented while fidgeting with my hands. I was very nervous. 

"Is it him?" She turned her phone towards me. The first thing I see was a black and white picture of Charles sitting on top of a counter with an Alfa Romeo jacket. The date was March 4, 2018. Just a few days before we met. 

"Yes," I confirmed, "Wow, you are better than a PI" She slide her finger up a little and I looked at the username. Charles_leclerc with a verified check. "He's verified? Why is he verified?" I felt my heart going eighty miles per hour. 

"You fucked and got pregnant by a Formula One driver," Steph said, in a monotone voice. 

Oh fuck. 

"What do I do now?" I asked her as I made my way to my bed to sit down. 

"Well, you know who he is now. You just gotta find a way to find him and tell him." She said as she sat down and wrapped her arms around me. 

Yeah. Right. Like that's going to be easy. 

May 2018 

"When will the phase of puking stops when pregnant?" I asked Steph as I rubbed my small bump. 

"You're asking the wrong person. I am not Google" She replied. 

"You would be more awesome if you were Google" I joked as I sat at the dinner table.

The aroma of pho and fried dumplings is drugging me right now. Steph is a great chef. So am I, but I hate washing dishes. 

I am glad I have Steph to take care of me. Steph has been my best friend for the longest, she's a year older than me, but she treats me and takes care of me as if I'm her daughter. She was there for me when my parents died. She dropped everything and came with me across the world. And now she's taking care of me while being pregnant. I truly don't know what I would do without her. 

Steph served me chicken pho and eight delicious fried pork dumplings. I waited for her to sit down. 

She glanced at me for a second and then smiled. "You look like a child, waiting for permission to eat." 

I laughed. "Well, I'm sorry I waited for you," I said as I grabbed the spoon and put some of the broth in it, and then took it to my mouth. It is so savory. "This is so good" I grabbed the chopsticks and grabbed a dumpling. I blow a bit into it so I don't burn myself. I took a big bite. "Oh my gosh, this is the best dumpling." 

"You know what's better than a fried dumpling?" she asked while she wiggled her eyebrows. 

"A soup dumpling!" I said. As soon as the words left my mouth, I heard a ting! coming from my phone. I thought my phone was in silence. We both laughed a bit at the timing and sound of the phone. 

I turned my phone, immediately illuminating from the raise to wake mode. My smile dropped. 

+377 123 456 7890 

Hey, this is Charles. I'm in Monaco for a few weeks, mon cherie. Do you want to meet? 😉

I slammed my phone back to the table and looked at Steph. "What?" she asked. I looked back at my phone, making sure it wasn't a hallucination in my head. The text message was still there. 

With shaken hands, I hand her my phone while I eat the other portion of the dumpling. She looked at the text, then at me. "Oh fuck..."

Oh fuck indeed. 

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Ahhhhhh!!!!! This is the first chapter of many more to come! Please let me know what you think of it. I would very much appreciate any type of comment, whether it is your opinion or just anything! It would def motive me more to keep going.

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[sgiandubh]

8Am is very early morning? Mayve for you, not Sam. He's posted workouts when not onset at 7Am.

Dear Very Early Anon,

'Mayve' it would be a good thing for you to stop playing Statler & Waldorf? I'd like to think my page is not exactly The Muppet Show.

8 AM is not very early for me, either. However, posting something about 'that costar who can't stand him' first thing in the morning (admittedly after coffee, workout, etc) rather speaks volumes, don't you think?

But it has always been your side's MO to dilute the message and crap on other people's joy, with irrelevant nitpicking. That much we know.

Vaya payaso hispanohablante.

[centinelaprime]

Hola, buenas, Headcons de Tfone Sentinel Prime que tengo.

Headcons de Transformers One, Sentinel Prime.

• Estoy segura de que Sentinel conoció a Starscream, Shockwave y Soundwave por la familiaridad con la que le habla a Starscream cuando lo tiene prisionero.

• Sentinel y Arachind (creo que así se escribe) de seguro tuvieron una noche de pasión o tienen cierta relación tipo "amigos con beneficios", por que por favor, esas miradas que se lanzaban y la confianza que tenia Sentinel en ella, junto a como ella sonríe cuando tortura a D-16.

• Es dominatrix, no tengo pruebas pero tampoco dudas, por que vaya que disfruta torturando o insultando, y creo que iría bien con su personalidad y el segundo headecon.

• ¿Soy la única que vio la forma coqueta en la que se mueve?, por que estoy casi segura de que movía mucho las caderas.

• ... Me maldigo por ser fan de ships tóxicos (casi siempre), pero Dios cuanta tensión había entre Megatron y Sentinel. Es que si había admiración por parte de Megatron antes de que supiera toda la verdad, pero cuando Sentinel toco su mano luego de la carrera, su sonrisa era enorme.

• Puedo apostar a que Sentinel se acosto o tuvo una noche con alguno de los Prime, sin pruebas o dudas.

• Sentinel 100% sumiso dominante, si, creo que a este tipo le gusta que se la metan pero le encanta tener el control en todo momento.

• De seguro pasa horas arreglandose, solo para verse bonito.

• Un actor muy impresionante, y mentiroso, no cualquiera pondría engañar a toda su especie con tanta naturalidad.

Y esos son los Headecons que tengo de Sentinel Prime, lo que pasó por mi mente luego de terminar de ver la Película.

Versión inglés.

• I'm sure Sentinel knew Starscream, Shockwave, and Soundwave because of the familiarity with which he speaks to Starscream when he's holding him prisoner.

• Sentinel and Arachind (I think that's how it's spelled) surely had a night of passion or have a certain "friends with benefits" relationship, why please, those looks they gave each other and the trust Sentinel had in her, along with how she smiles when she tortures D-16.

• She is a dominatrix, I have no proof but I have no doubts either, because she enjoys torturing or insulting, and I think it would go well with her personality and the second headecon.

• Am I the only one who saw the flirtatious way she moves? Because I'm almost sure she moved her hips a lot.

• ...I curse myself for being a fan of toxic ships (almost always), but God, how much tension there was between Megatron and Sentinel. There was admiration on Megatron's part before he knew the whole truth, but when Sentinel touched his hand after the race, his smile was huge

• I can bet that Sentinel slept or had a night with one of the Primes, without proof or doubt.

• Sentinel 100% dominant submissive, yes, I think this guy likes to be screwed but he loves to be in control at all times.

• You probably spend hours getting ready, just to look pretty.

• A very impressive actor, and a liar, not everyone would deceive his entire species so naturally.

And those are the Headecons I have of Sentinel Prime, what crossed my mind after finishing watching the Movie.

Bye 😉

[pnuk-r0ck]

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