#wtf juan

[borgialucrezia]

— Will you make your wish at Agatha's fountain?

[cadillacjohnf1]

F1 driver relationships now: idk I don't like him 😓... he's kinda mean to me... 🥺

F1 driver relationships then:

[androdetective]

[httpiastri]

dams drawing challenge……

at least they could laugh about it 😭

[kingkat23]

I'm doing a play through with my brother on DL2 and we sided with Juan to give him the Tower and we ran into Hakon and decided to save him-

----Spoilers Below if you didn't go the Juan Route with the VNC Tower---

We get to the church to meet a renegade officer for information about Jack Matt and Lawan jumps down and we decided to yet again save Hakon and we think it'll be the same so we arent expecting anything and out of nowhere—

HE HITS LAWAN AND RUNS!!! WHAT THE- WHY DID HE DO THAT-!!

WHAT HAPPENED TO HAKON— WHY DID HE ATTACK LAWAN-!??

[schneesisterss]

this is driving me crazy

[dknightlight]

Hey guess who's been writing a fic for months & finally caved into showing a sneak peak that isn't even in the main story

If

Bodoque finds himself tossing & turning in bed, when his eyes snap open, a cold sweat dew gathering along his brow. He sits himself up against the bed frame, quickly scanning the room he now finds himself in. 

The walls are covered in a pale green wallpaper, parts of it seemingly peeling away to reveal the cheap plaster underneath. A cork board is hanging on one side, covered in sticky notes & blurry polaroids. On the other is an open window, the shining sun outside indicating it was probably around noon. The final wall is plain, bearing a closed wooden door. The white paint is peeling off & bronze door knob polished only at the top from heavy use. Suddenly, there's a loud series of knocks at the door, startling the rabbit.

“Heyyyyy, Bodoqueeee! You overslept again! You're gonna be late to class, again!” booms out a familiar voice from the door. “I'm coming in, my book's inside & unlike you, I care about being on time to my classes!” cries out the voice before a tall figure bursts through the door. The figure then quickly covers their eyes with a large, 4 fingered hand. “GAH! Juan Carlos, put on some pants, geez!”

It was there that Bodoque realized he was only wearing underpants, the blanket having been tossed on the floor during his fitful slumber. He makes no attempt to cover up, instead choosing to cross his arms in discontent as he gets a good look at the taller man. His form is lankier than Bodoque remembers, but his shoulders are broad & strong. He's a sky blue shirt, buttoned all the way up to his neck. A set of black suspenders hold up a pair of dark gray slacks, a matching tie tops off his ensemble.

“God, has he always dressed like such a nerd…?” wonders the rabbit. 

“It's not like you gave me a chance to put any on before you almost broke my door down, Tulio. Besides, it's not like it's something you've never seen before, stupid.”

The sock monkey gasps in a scandalized manner, before holding his other hand in a shushing gesture.

“Woah, hey! Don't say it so loud! You know how nosy people are in these dorms, I don't want anyone spreading weird rumors about me!” replied Tulio, his voice a harsh whisper as he approached his friend. He picks up the blanket from the floor to cover up the rabbit's exposed body. As he places the blanket on him, Bodoque suddenly grabs onto his hand, paw holding it in an iron grip.

“Hey! Stop messing around, man! Let go of my ha-” is all Tulio is able to say before he's pulled into a messy kiss, Bodoque's free arm pulling him closer. At first, the taller man considers fighting the growing urges, but chooses to return the kiss, allowing himself to melt into the warmth of his best friend.

The kissing gradually becomes more heated, desperate, and Tulio notices that Bodoque seems to be whispering something in-between breathy kisses. They sound like, apologies? As Bodoque proceeds to unbutton Tulio's shirt, the monkey begins to feel a wetness on his cheek.

“Juan Carlos, are you crying?” he asks the shorter man, making him pause his efforts to undress the other. He doesn't respond, simply attempts to continue unbuttoning Tulio’s shirt. Tulio pulls away, then grabs hold of his paw. “Hey, look at me, man. Are you good? And what was up with the mumbling earlier?” Bodoque remains quiet, Tulio’s mouth morphs into a frown. He lets out an exasperated sigh.

“Look, if you like, don't feel good today, I'll let you borrow my notes later, ok? Class is gonna start soon & my clothes are a mess. I gotta go, I'll see you la-”

“Wait, don't go, stay with me, please” Bodoque manages to say. His free paw meets Tulio's grip, face still downcast & refusing to meet the other's gaze. Tulio looks at him, intently waiting for a response. He waits for any sign from Bodoque that would give him, at the very least, an inkling on what was going on in the mind of his long eared friend. When he still doesn't get anything else from the rabbit, Tulio decides to sit next to him, still holding his paw. They sit in silence for what feels like hours before either says another word, Bodoque finally breaking the silence. 

“Tulio, if you had the chance to change the past, would you do it?” he asks. Confused, Tulio thinks for a few seconds about the question.

“Well, I would probably change it so I'd be here a little earlier, to wake you up and have time for…stuff” he answers, a blush forming as he thought about the possibilities of being there earlier. Bodoque lets out a small, solemn chuckle, cuddling up to the taller man.

“I agree, it would be nice to be able to do things, earlier. To do things before it's too late, get a chance to do more with the ones you love.”

Tulio turns to look at his friend, who then finally looks up at him, eyes red & puffy with drying tears across his cheeks. He feels at a loss; he knew Bodoque had a bit of a “romantic” side with his occasionally flowery language & how often he'd spend the night with random classmates instead of studying. But to admit he felt love for someone, and that someone was him of all people, was honestly a shock to him.

They had messed around sometimes when they were younger, he reasoned it was the nature of long-term childhood friendships. And it wasn't like Tulio didn't like girls, but there was always something about Bodoque that brought him a sense of comfort. Maybe it was because Bodoque was a year older than him, but Tulio couldn't help but feel safer with him at his side.

“Juan Carlos…” he inched closer to Bodoque's face, gently holding it with one hand, his other moving up to wipe at the stray tears as they began to form.

“His hands are so soft…” Bodoque thinks. He brings his own paw up to grab hold of Tulio's striped hand. He closes his eyes, relishing in the warm, gentle hold of his closest friend.

And then he woke up.

[cinmngirlnfr]

WHY!!!

Why there is not a fandom for David Oakes as Juan Borgia??!!! I mean, Juan Borgia is a piece of shit as a person, but he was so hot, like, what the actual fuck???? He is so hot like painfully, all I see is Lucrezia Fanfic or Cesare Fanfic, and I’ve looked in every corner of the internet for a Juan Borgia Fanfic, or even a playlist on Spotify!!! There is nothing!!!!

Like look at him tf!!!!

My fucked up brain thinks I could fix him (no, I really can).

Btw, he was an awful person on the show, yet I would have absolutely fucked him.

[lumisufferwnames]

Man, hasn't it happened to you with one or a few episodes of 31 Minutes, or maybe with certain parts of the comics, that you see certain attitudes of one of the characters and you say "...What? He/she wouldn't do that".

BECAUSE THAT HAPPENS TO ME WITH THE LITTLE INSTABILITIES THAT JUANIN HAS IN THE SHOW AND IN ONE COMIC (just bc I don't read the others) AND IT CAUSES ME STRESS AAAAAGHH-

[dinosaurwithablog]

Gleyber Torres is leaving the Yankees... Juan Soto is gone... 💔💔😭

Now, I don't just have to watch Aaron Boone destroy my team. Now, I get to watch the head office destroy my team. Boone stays, but my boys go. WTF? Gleyber should never have been allowed to go. He's an institution with the Yankees. It's never gonna be the same without him. Goodbye, Gleyber... I love you and I'll miss you😭💔This is sooooooo wrong on every level!! 💔

[bororat-fr]

G-guys? I don’t know what came over me but… I suddenly had the overwhelming urge to draw Juan Carlòs from 31 minutòs??????

[borgialucrezia]

If you were to rob my sword from me, my position, my respect, then there is a price to pay. If you take my honour...

"I think my favorite scene was with Jeremy [Irons] and the dagger. It's really big performances, all very different because it was all the drugs, all opium. It’s the best bit of directing, I think I experienced on the job. It’s a great cross section between myself and my performance being focused, and you’ve got Jeremy feeding all the lines and giving a great performance behind the camera. I think from that moment on, if you don’t have any sympathy for Juan, your heart is dead, and you’re holding too strongly on to his past mistakes and not letting him be forgiven because he’s very vulnerable in that scene." — DAVID OAKES

[incorrectbcchina]

Pang Juan: He stole from me first!!!!

Su Qin: Mmm.

Pang Juan: Stole my heart and our teacher's love...

Zhang Yi: I'm still pretty sure that's not a valid reason to cut his feet off.

[threecirclesofvaryingsizes]

Congratulations to rwby fans the thing finally happened.

[lesbianboyfriend]

THE NOTE IS A FORGERY?????

[sehodreamsthoughts]

Juna* has the sound of a computer notification of Whatsapp and BY INSTINCT I HAVE TO CHECK MY PAGE ALL THE FUCKING TIME.