#also bruno would hate u

[jacarandaaaas]

the weirdo proshippers always use the bruno rat telenovela scene to “justify” that he likes mirabel so here’s a list of things it’s way more likely to be than that:

- a joke about how wild telenovela plots actually are

- a joke about how bruno is losing his mind

- a reference to 100 years of solitude (possibly)

- a way to distract mirabel from the plate

[soobnny]

dating him | hwang hyunjin

❝ i’ve never seen anything quite like you, my love ❞

chan | lee know | changbin | HYUNJIN | han | felix | seungmin | jeongin

hopeless romantic hwang hyunjin

love is beautiful and brilliant hwang hyunjin

yall cannot convince me that he isn’t the BIGGEST lover

romance is in his blood

he is so fascinated by it

so, for that reason, i feel like dating him would be like the love you read about or watch in movies

bc hyunjin would b the type to consume so much of romantic media

it’s where he learned everything from

wow what a dream

he strikes me as the type to fall in love with every little thing too

his eyes is just a lens of romance

and it’s set on YOU

every single love language he has it .. but here are some specifics

love language #1 gift giving

hyunjin is a traveler okay

and in every trip, he always has something to give you

keychains, t-shirts, bags, jewelry, stickers, refrigerator magnets, pins, you name it

even u have to remind him not to go all out sometimes

bc when that boy splurges, he SPENDS

esp for u ? he would spoil u in a heartbeat

he always makes sure he leaves a day of his travels dedicated to u and thinking about u

on that note, he tends to buy u guys matching items

matching phone cases, matching rings, matching scrunchie

whatever u can get that’s matching

he WILL get it

it excites him too

he loves being able to tell the world how in love he is

wait side note

whenever he’s traveling, he’s always just instinctively thinking about you

he buys this bagel for breakfast, oh ???? like hey guys yn loves bagels too

and the boys r like WE KNOWWWW 😭

everything is about u quite literally

ok continuing on

and he gifts u his art too

his art is very important to him

and he has found lately, u are the one person littering his sketch books

oh he’s down bad

i think for ur anniversary, he’d paint the constellations of how the stars looked that night and aligned perfectly

or his favorite picture of you

down bad that he also buys u a shit ton of dresses

and lingerie ………….

look he knows his fashion

he knows what looks great

u can’t blame him for buying what he knows will look so pretty on you

(he’d probably give u his card one time and say “go crazy” like wow he’s packed)

#2 quality time

i think his favorite dates would also be expensive

he just can’t help himself

BUT u know he has a sweet spot for self care dates too

spa days are very important to him

loves being able to relax and unwind with u

he especially loves when u play with his hair and when u paint his nails

one time, u caught him stealing one of your nail polishes

would also be the type to bring some bit of you in his travels

like ur perfume or ur shampoo

anything that’ll remind him of u

tho ur scent is his favorite

hence why he goes for perfumes or soap or shampoos bc u feel closer to him this way

he just loves being with u even if both of u are doing nothing

just like that bruno major song

conversations where u lose track of time

conversations as in talking shit about the people you hate together

😭😭😭😭

i think he’d want to paint with u

he’d be so shy to ask you too

just simple things

that cute date idea where you swap paintings every 5 mins or something

when u showed him that tiktok, he jumped in excitement

he wanted to do it right away

he prepares everything

he has both ur paintings framed in his room

it’s his most prized posession

oh, and he always invites u to game nights with the boys

he is SO competitive at monopoly

he couldn’t give two shits about other games

u don’t know why he gets so worked up with monopoly

“SEUNGMIN DONT DO IT SEUNGMIN!!!!”

it’s actually rly funny

he would be the type to take revenge

“you’re gonna regret buying a house there”

would cheer if his friends go to jail in the game or if they go bankrupt

doesn’t even try to hide it

and if he’s playing as the banker, he’d slip in extra bills for you

#3 words of affirmation

tho usually said when he thinks u’re asleep

he’s thankful that u take care of him when he forgets to

esp when he’s so immersed in his art

he whispers words of love

like poets and authors in books

he is just so full of love i can’t say it enough

physical touch except instead of touch, he loves kissing you

LIPS AND NECK ESPECIALLY

those are his top 2

he uses tongue 😕 sorry to break it to u

and he also leaves hickeys

so don’t run out of concealer okay!!!!!!! bc he tends to leave like a lot

before i end

here r some more dates he loves

botanical gardens

he’d pick a flower and place it behind your ear

now it’s his lockscreen

sunday markets

he loves the domesticity of shopping together

he buys u lots of flowers

every single type

u think he’s given u all types already

there is never a day where ur apartment doesn’t have flowers in a vase

bc as soon as the first sign of death arrives, he’s off to buy u new ones

he strikes me as the type to also go all out for valentines

hyunjin would send u mounts of chocolates and flowers

take u out to the fanciest date

u get to try new food and cuisines bc of him!

might even buy plane tickets so u two could travel together

maaaaaaaan just treasure everything

a love like hyunjin’s is hard to come by

note. credits to user @.luvknow for the layout of this post! let me know what you think! please discuss these with me i’m crazy

[pantyhosepeepaw]

lady gaga dropped THE ticcimask song with bruno mars additive

lady gaga and bruno mars is actually ticci toby and timothy wright reincarnate, ticcimask irl

more like the greener pastures song but u kno what Toby’s limited life is what makes ticcimask so special

should i have shaded it? yes but that would make me sad i hate shading i hate coloring i just want to draw men be gay :(

bonus timelapse cos i didnt bother turning obs on lol, imagine die with a smile on loop, nightcore AND slowed down. u get to see what couldve been, tim was almost lady gaga but i built the bulk on bruno so i flipped it, besides taller toby is growing on me i love a short king tim.

also u get to see the attempt to make him look more like ticci toby cos i didnt do the scar side, now hes jus some brunette my bad

thanks for lookin! no more procrastinating writing! greener pastures chapter coming soon god willing

[rebouks]

Let's be nosy and see what a few folks have been up to recently and/or since Somnium ended, shall we..? 👀

Kaden/Joey are still around, somewhere.. Joey would probably tell you by accident, but Kaden keeps him on a tight leash. I very much doubt either of them have changed their ways, you can't teach an old dog new tricks and all that... I dunno if we'll really see em again properly, though I never say never!

Brynn, Ace and Robert may have left Del Sol, but Randy and Genesis are still stuck in their old ways. Sissy likes the attention and money from her "job" too much to leave. I think part of her still hopes someone's gonna whisk her away to a life of luxury and she'll live happily ever after, just like Brynn did.. assumedly 😩 Randy won't leave without her ofc, and he doesn't really like change anyway. He's lazy, what else is he gonna do?! The motel barely makes any money either, but he manages with a few odd jobs from the less savoury folks around town. They're doing swell 👍

Luckily, no one ever ratted on Darien and he was far too careful to end up under the microscope without being exposed - especially since Wyatt left the scene - so he moved back to San My eventually. Ever the workaholic, he found himself a job at the same accounting/law firm as Wade (props to anyone who remembers him lmaoo) he doesn't need the money but he'd probably go insane without a job ngl 😆 He doesn't really find it easy to make friends either, and Wade recently found himself behind bars for a lil tiny bit of tax evasion so he's pretty lonely-.. although he did meet a fellow asexual lady friend he's been on a couple dates with recently. They have fun n' get on well, but she thinks he's this straight laced/awkward accountant and it makes him feel weird, like he's lying about himself.. so idk how long that'll last. I think he kinda misses being part of a "family", however fucked up it was.. but most of all, he just misses Wyatt 😔

Alma and Mack have been hanging out more often recently, just casually tho u kno?? She likes her freedom too much to give it all up, and although he's a great lover, he's a terrible boyfriend lmaoo.. I think she's accepted that Mack is Mack so they're not making it serious or official this time. They're not exactly getting any younger either, may as well have some fun whilst they're still here, right?! Kobe's considering moving out 'cause eugh 😆

Brivan n' co are just kinda living life right now, working, hanging out with Jacob/Suzie/Miya a fair bit and tryna get used to the news of Jude n' such u kno? Pixie's hitting her milestones like a champ ofc, but she's a picky eater just like her pappy 😅 Bruno insists he's fine but he's been a lil quiet and weird recently. Part of him still struggles with his old self and his guilt, though he ain't exactly a talker, so he retreats into himself now and then instead. He's been thinking of proposing to Ivan occasionally as well, but he doesn't want to do it whilst he's in a funk AND he's a lil worried (aka majorly overthinking) the fact that Ivan might not take too well to being proposed to?? But wait, nah.. he'd love it, right? Maybe-.. unless he hated it, maybe he'd rather be the one to ask-.. should he? Yes-.. no, wait-.. maybe?!!? Probably-.. AGHHHHHFJSDK <- said Bruno's brain 🙈

Jessie and Ivan have been taking it slow, mostly since she's so damn busy all the time, but also 'cause they hardly know each other n' all. Ivan's kinda bummed she's slow to trust him, but he can't exactly blame her so he's being patient n' meeting them whenever he can. Jude is so smitten with his new pappy tho, he even wanted to grow his hair just like him 😭 Oscar n' Robin have tagged along a few times as well since the kiddos are practically the same age, but idk if Robin is too sure abt Jude just yet! He's very talkative and he's a big hugger.. I wonder where he gets that from?? 🤣 I think Jessie's finally warming up to the idea of sharing Jude 'cause she agreed to leave him alone with Ivan for a sleepover soon! They're gonna get dressed up n' head to Oscar's for a spooky party! Oh, and Oscar thinks Jessie has a nice rack....... boi plz 🙄

Not pictured/spied upon..

Tilda - she's just existing rn tbh! She hangs out with Brivan/Pixie now n' then which she enjoys more than she'll let on! She's tryna stay away from dating and focus on herself too.. but she's not all that keen on herself so that's hard work 😩 a few dates here n' there but nothing interesting! She's also still ignoring her family.

Noah n' co - Aspen started teaching a few mommy/toddler yoga classes in the upstairs portion of Noah's gallery since he barely uses it, Juni loves it! Juni started ballet recently too 🩰 Noah's still salty with Oscar for not hanging out more but the man's busy dammit! I think Oscar's glad he's on semi-decent terms with everyone but he'd rather keep them at arms length so it stays that way skdjskjd

Salton - Alton's still Alton lmao.. though Sid gives him more shit nowadays since she's mostly retired she's realised he's even lazier than she thought and I'm sure she regrets letting him get a TV! She's a bit bored/lost tbh, which is why she hasn't fully retired yet.. introspection doesn't suit her (so says she) and she doesn't like all this extra time to think n' shit.. ough 🙈

Rhys & Tommy - both finished uni wooooooo! They're staying with Rhys' parents for now tho, Tommy's not rlly sure what to do with his psychology degree yet but he still thinks he'd like to be a psychologist so maybe he'll get a job/save up n' do his masters or smth?! Rhys has been taking on jobs as a wedding/event photographer for now, but he'd like to veer more towards photography as an art form-.. tho he's not sure how to go about that just yet either 🤔 they're figuring it out and they're happy so it doesn't rlly matter toooo much for now

Uhhhhh idk I've probably missed some folk out but feel free to ask abt anyone else in the comments! 🧡

[bitter-sw33t-colors]

my personal little headcanon of what they would listen to ! (my favorites included)

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characters included: Mina Ashido, Ochaco Uraraka, Kyoka Jiro, Katsuki Bakugo, Fumikage Tokoyami, Himiko Toga, Rumi Usagiyama (Mirko), Touya Todoroki (Dabi), Keigo Takami (Hawks)

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MINA ASHIDO

definitely imagine her listening to like... hot girl party music yk??? like she gives me 2010s Kesha vibes for sure. I think I could also def imagine her listening to like Doja Cat or Ayesha Erotica. i feel like she'd have a mix of different music and 10,000 playlists that she swears she listens to (she only searches a song and listens to the radio for it) for each mood she feels. it's either super hype ready to party or depressing ready to bawl your eyes out on her shoulder.

OCHACO URARAKA

Taylor Swift. 120% a swiftie you cannot change my mind. knows every. single. song. (same) and WILL force you to listen to her with her. want to get hyped up? lets listen to reputation. feeling upset? ok lemme turn on folklore. she's THAT person, and idrk if she'd listen to any others because like... i can ONLY imagine Taylor...

KYOKA JIRO

we all know already, alt 90s to 2010s shit. WILL ask you to name 5 Nirvana songs and WILL get mad when you can't. i feel like she'd also listen to Evanescence idk why. she's very serious about this and if you call her emo for it she might just MIGHT have to teach u a little lesson (forcing you to listen to her music with her until you like it). overall 20/10 music taste, would listen to music with her, would name 5 songs for her!

KATSUKI BAKUGO

omg. dad. rock. Metallica? he has the record, duh????? why wouldnt he????? Nickelback? uhm got that one too. Bon Jovi? already there. long story short he has fire music taste. i cant imagine him listening to like rap and stuff idk why that might just be me. but i've always imagined him to listen to at the very least 80s & 90s rock.

FUMIKAGE TOKOYAMI

Twenty One Pilots. Panic! At The Disco.. and don't hate on me but like xxxtentacion. but not his really upbeat and hype music definitely his slower songs. like i feel like his music taste ranges but no where near as much as Mina. he has a very select taste but is open to listen to others genres (unlike Bakugo).

HIMIKO TOGA

Melanie Martinez. i KNOW she listens to her, especially Mad Hatter. i think toga is definitely very open to any music, as long as she likes it she doesnt care. i kind of get a Hyperpop kind of feeling for her. but idrk. if you gave her a music recommendation and she liked you, i think it'd be the only thing she listened to until she knew the artists every single song and every single lyric.

RUMI USAGIYAMA (MIRKO)

idk y i get very... like hype Bruno Mars. like 24k Magic typa vibe. but i also get a very rap type vibe from her. like i cant really explain it. like if she listens to rap it wont be no slow shit she is listening to the most upbeat and fast sound she can find and will sit there and listen to it like its fuckin classical music and tap her foot on the floor very gently like its a nice little tune.

TOUYA TODOROKI (DABI)

same for him, im not quite sure. cause like i feel like it wouldnt be completely alternative but it wouldnt be anything like pop either. i think when hes alone he listens to Adele ngl. but as for when he's with people? he just simply doesnt listen to music. i think i could imagine him listening to some Mother Mother songs or possibly The Cranberries lol.

KEIGO TAKAMI (HAWKS)

erm. its like a mix of Bruno Mars, but not hype Bruno like Mirko, sad Bruno like Grenade and like if there was a mix of Cigarettes After Sex and Hozier. i've always gotten that vibe from him weirdly enough. again, i dont think hes super open with music recommendations unless he liked you and you specifically told him it'd make you happy if he gave it a try.

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if i made spelling & grammatical errors.... oh well!

[master-of-stupidity]

Fuck it gonna put all my Tangled rants into a single thread that I'll just continue on if needed-

Oldest to newest btww (also spoilers most of these r about Eugene btw ik ik I'm a lil autistic spare me 💀)

That one part of Bruno is Orange but Eugene coded-

"Did you hear about that Father

Sent his own infant son away

And said "It's to *dangerous* for

you to stay so, I had to *save* you" "

I may be cringe but I am FREE

Yo omg ok so my brother is singin a Into the Woods song while I look at Tangled stuff n it made me remember a scene from the play where Gothel yells at the Prince "Rapunzel can think for herself!" n like- dude Cass said the same thing in Cassandra's Revenge to Eugene! Ooo girlll-

The way I would kill so many ppl if it meant getting a series about Lance n Eugene as kids like broooo imagineee-

Its crazy how like I'll be enjoying my day than suddenly I'll see a post of a mf going "Hey what if Eugene thought he was a yr younger cuz he was like a rlly scrawny kid?" Yeah ok sure n what if I hit u with a *metal pole*

My tangled ocs r so random its hilarious- like it goes from a bodyguard,a greedy businessman,a ringleader,n than that one serial killer who turns ppl into meat pies like how did we get here???? 😭🙏

I just remembered like just a few days ago my brother randomly said "vase" while playing Fortnite n my ass just said "vAHse" just to fck w/ him n like that kinda reminded me of that one scene of Eugene n Cass like damn they were sibling coded frrr lmao I miss em

Wdym there was a scrapped Eugene n Lance childhood episode??🧍And WDYM it's literally everything I ever wished for and more???????? 😃

Would love to see Eugene n Martin Kratt interact solely to see Martin be appalled n slowly lose his mind over how Eugene knows jackshit about animals 💀🙏

I think the Eugene genderbends look so weird to me because none of them kept the infamous goatee like cmon man don't be a coward give that girl some facial hair 🗣🗣

I should not be relating Heather's music to scenes from Tangled the Series yet here we r 😭

Omggg thinking about how Eugene proposing to Rapunzel in tts came from his abandonment issues n him literally not being able to see a life without Rapunzel omgg shut upppp leave me ALONEEE

Literally despise with every fiber of my being how the writers of the shitty Wreck it Ralph 2 movie had fcking RAPUNZEL of all ppl say "Do ppl assume all ur problems were solved just because a big strong man showed up?" They fcking HATEE the movie Tangled *so much* bro istggg

OMFG THE VOICE OF KING FREDRIC FROM TANGLED IS MR. FCKING KRABS WHAT?????

The way I wanna be bold n talk more about the "Over the Corona Walls" ep- esp about Staylan n Eugene n all the icky implications of that but I'm also so scared too cuz I fear ppl won't take me seriously or think I'm overanalyzing too much 😭🙏

Lowkey not over the fact Eugene was willing to trap himself back in an abusive relationship, "leaving" the one person he HAS died for n would die for again, all to save his best friend like bro don't TALK TO MEEEE

As u can tell I am totally normal n not at all ill about Eugene or this show 😁

What if I gave Eugene like- slight wedding trauma after the whole "Beyond the Corona Walls" incident??? I think it'd be kinda cool n in character ngll 🤭🤭

No but that prompt for the unaired Lance n Eugene episode STILL makes me so fcking ill bro stg can't STAND those mfss bro 😭😭

"And if I gave up on being *pretty* I wouldn't know how to be ALIVE" is SO Eugene coded idc idc idccccc

You think if I put Eugene Fitzherbert in The Amazing Digital Circus he'd be a walking dumpster fire considering he needs an identity to function n in TADC u like- quite literally don't have one??? 💀

Was listening to an audio last night n now I kinda wish we knew like- what Eugene's mom was actually *like* in a way considering I don't think her character was ever explored :((

Why is this plushie literally Eugene Fitzherbert omgg I want it nowwww

To the ppl who only see others as their pfps lowkey rlly hope y'all just see me as jester Eugene Fitzherbert cuz that'd be rlly funny n I'd love that 💀🙏 like yes I truly am just Eugene in a jester fit yappin my ass off on twitter dot com LMFAOOO (btw follow me @/theratbatjester)

[gamerbearmira]

HEY

So uh for the giant mermaid au Mostly questions on that new Antonio meet human kid story. If u don't mind 😊

What do the other giant sirens or the madrigals think of the human kid being there, I know pepas cool, but what about the others mainly alma since yknow she hates humans and Isabela, Dolores don't like them either

Why do the giant sirens protect human kids from the adult humans, abuse, danger or just from becoming like them and when they take the kids from the shore, what do they do with them?

What happened in Antonio's pirate incident in the first chapter of the story

Can we see the giant sirens or giant madirgal sirens HUNTING I'd love to see them in action!!!

Also this is just the first part of the we don't talk about Bruno song but for we don't talk about alma lol just how I imagined the lyrics

(Felix) We don't talk about alma nah nah nah

We don't talk about alma~

BUT!

(to Mirabel)

It was your special day

(Augustine) it was your special day~

(Felix) We were getting ready and there wasn't a doubt on our minds

(Augustine) No doubts at all on our minds

(Felix) Alma walks in with a nervous grin

(Augustine) CANDLE 🕯️

(Felix) you telling this story Or am I

(Augustine) I'm sorry amigo go on~ 😎😎

(Felix) Alma says that it was fine

(Augustine) what was her issue?

(Felix) Her worry was the obvious sign

(Augustine) julieta got the tissue

(Felix) It happened at the worst of times

(Augustine) Which is all the time for me but see...

We don't talk about alma nah nah nah

We don't talk about alma~

Ok I'm done lol I love your aus and all your ideas have a good day or night ❤️ 😊

HELLO⁉️⁉️

The other Madrigal actually don’t mind. Typically they’d be wary, especially Alma, but not in the case of a child. Julieta and Pepa especially like to dote on him, and Camilo and Mirabel take him to go play with the other guppies in the grotto. Alma doesn’t hate the idea of him being there. If anything, she’s just nervous about him being around such larger beings, and he’s so small, and she knows that human children are far less usable than guppy children. Isabela and Dolores like him enough, they think he’s cute, and much like Luisa, harmless.

Giant sirens take little kids mostly because they fear the smaller humans will turn into bigger humans. And bigger humans are bad people. So, their logic is, take the kid, and raise the kid like a guppy. That way they can still be safe around humans. Actually, when I first started this AU, there was an idea I had where there was a village on the Encanto Island. So, taking that idea, the kids taken from shore over the course of the years were then placed on the main island of Encanto Islands. There's something of a village there, so there was two communities; the giant siren one, and the human one. The humans were raised by sirens, so they essentially are allies. There's no beef between these specific (special kind of) humans, only outsiders.

Also what happened to pirate. That is entirely up to you <33 I left it pretty open ended, mostly because I didn't have an idea, but I also. Just wanted that cliff hanger. If anything, Antonio likely would've harassed him for more food and ate him out if house and home before dragging him to either the Grotto or the village.

AND LET ALMA LIVE1!!!!11 not but. Def try and play it off but like. Alma was stressing for no reason 😭 Felix ain't gaf, and Agustín was playing along the whole time. Question is who would've asked about Alma??? Like would Mirabel still ask, or is she too busy as the leader and someone else asks. Or maybe just the younger grandkids who don't remember her. Idk.

Glad you love my aus what duh 😨

[goatpaste]

i told some friends abt the jjba video i'm making and it's spiraled into me telling them abt how giorno has SOOOOO much potential and it was all WASTED because he was essentially turned into a DM's terrible, overpowered NPC. he was so interesting in those first couple of episodes and it meant nothingggggg (i know u do not care for mr giorno but i like to hear ur thoughts abt this series) —barbatos

ahh yeaH

let me be clear, giorno is my least favirote jojo protag... but i still dont HATE him, i just find him the least interesting, which isnt even fully his fault. i think he has a lot of potential to be a great character! but araki kinda just didnt do anything with him lol??

like bruno has a way more compelling link to the drug crisis and issues inside their mafia that Giorno does. you forget Giorno also apparently grew up in the area, because he acts like he doesnt know fucking anything ever like he's a tourist there..

and because araki for some reason decided that he didnt want Dio being Giorno's dad to be a whole thing, Giorno alSO kinda loses this facet of his character and insteed this angle is kinda done through Trish but better, wHILE she barely gets to be on screen.. so likE!

it just sucks, giorno is a funny interesting character in theory but to be just is nothing. he just isnt executed well and i forget he's apart of P5 a lot because he doesnt feel like he's doing anything and that everything in that part would still happen without him. he's just there to kill Diavolo at the end with what is basically a cheap win button when i think if literally simply given to trish would have at least had more emotional depth

idk! i think Giorno and trish could have been lumped into one character and formed one fully well made character who is both interesting AND has screen time lol. Like sometimes i feel like araki wanted to give Dio a daughter and make Giorno a girl, but when the publishers told him he shouldnt it feels like he made Trish as his, whats the word.. spiritual stand in for what he wanted giorno to be

[hungerpunch]

throwing out a prompt but no pressure to write for it if it doesnt inspire you! the scene goes as follows: val making soup & having whomever you wish make bread in tandem to then share together. something something about love being stored in sourdough and stock.

cath beloved i would write anything 4 u. i chose seb bc he canonically learned how to bake bread during lockdown.

disclaimer: started this sober. finished it stoned. who's to say

the reason they end up at seb's is because he says the bread will take much longer than the soup. and apparently it's paramount that he use an oven he's familiar with to bake it in.

it's a bit surreal to be hoisting groceries across the threshold of sebastian vettel's notoriously private home all because of an off-handed comment valtteri made months ago. about soup and bread.

now here they are—too many texts and far too much headaching about schedules later—and the deal is that valtteri will prepare a traditional finnish soup and seb will bake some german bread. that's the extent of the plan, on paper anyway, but valtteri foresees them getting drunk afterward, too.

his welcoming party consists of a disheveled seb, covered in streaks of flour, and a wriggling chocolate lab clamoring for valtteri's attention. he very much wants to give it attention but his hands are full of bags, so he follows both seb and the bouncy dog through the labyrinth of halls and into a massive kitchen that smells of warm yeast.

"okay, okay," he giggles, setting the food on the butcher block countertop and dropping down to squat on his haunches, ruffling the dog and letting it squirm all over him, licking his face.

"that's bruno," seb calls out, "don't mind him." after valtteri has received kisses and given some intensive ear scritches, he stands back up to find seb leaning against the counter watching him fondly. bruno gives a full-body shake and trots away, nails clicking against the tile floor.

"i love dogs," valtteri says as if it needs saying. he just isn't sure how to behave in the face of seb's affectionate gaze. it's full-on and warm; familiar in a way valtteri isn't sure it should be.

seb nods. "i remember that about you, actually," he says. "you have a dalmatian, yes?"

valtteri is both shocked that seb remembers that and also instantly gripped by grief, an icy sensation as somatic as talviuinti. he hates thinking about fanni. "ah," he hesitates, "i used to. um. she went with emilia."

seb's expression knits into something regretful, something pitying. "i'm sorry. forget i said anything."

"yeah," valtteri says, "sorry, uh, no worries," he rattles nonsensically. his attention snags on the bags he brought, slouching on the countertop. "uh, let me get these supplies unpacked."

seb takes the conversational turn in stride. "yes!" he says, clapping his hands together. "i'm so excited to see what you are making."

"where are we at with the bread?" valtteri asks as he starts unloading his canvas totes: a big glass jar full of white wine fish stock that he made yesterday, a bushel of carrots, a pound of potatoes, a single leek, some herbs, and fresh salmon fillets marinating in bags of melted butter and dill.

"i prepped and did the big proof yesterday," seb is saying as he watches the contents empty onto his countertop with wide eyes, "about thirty minutes left on the final proo— dear god, this is like mary poppins," he swerves mid-sentence, laughing in disbelief.

valtteri smiles. he's secretly proud of what he has to offer; he could have grabbed store-bought fish broth but he went through the trouble to make his own, lovingly hovering like a concerned parent for hours over a simmering pot of fish bones and wine, dried mushrooms and carrots, fennel and star anise. he used his best olive oil in it, too. the stock alone would make for good soup but it wouldn't be the traditional finnish dish seb requested, and, thus, the rest.

"just a few things," he jokes, surveying the goods.

"is there anything you don't have?" 

"only the things i texted you," valtteri says, holding up two fingers: "butter and cream."

seb nods. "i got those for you. in the fridge," he motions behind him at the massive double-door miele that valtteri knows retails for nearly €20,000. valtteri knows this because he looked into getting one and then, luckily, tiffany had knocked some sense into him. "what are you making with all this?"

"lohikeitto," valtteri says, the finnish a blessed break from the relative halting rhythm of his english. "a salmon soup."

seb looks like he's genuinely interested. which makes sense, given that. well. this entire enterprise pretty much hinges on it. "sounds wonderful," he says, "and should go really well with my bread."

"which is?"

seb departs from where valtteri is stationed and wanders down the galley to a big wooden bowl that's draped with a cloth. he pulls a corner of it back and peeks inside, assessing. "it's going to be bauernbrot," he says, "a german sort of sourdough, really."

valtteri has never met a sourdough he didn't like. 

"let's get cooking, then," he says, heading for the deep kitchen sink to wash his hands. " i need knives. and a cutting block, please." 

seb produces an entire fleet of gorgeous wüsthof knives for valtteri to use; they're so surgically sharp he's sure they've been done laboriously on a whetstone rather than quickly with a rod, so he handles them delicately as he dices his way through produce. the carrots and fennel go first, sliced clean through with hardly any force, then tossed into a saute pan with a bit of butter. valtteri monitors them like a hawk as he then progressively adds everything but the fillets in. by the time it's all coming to a boil in the fish stock, seb has shaped one loaf and gotten it into the oven. it looks like he's rolling a second loaf out, now.

valtteri breaks the companionable silence that's bloomed between them as they work: "how's it going?"

seb smiles over his dough as he rolls it out, back in, back out like a tide to shore with the heels of his palms. his fingers are red from working it. "good, i think," he says, happy, "no safety cars, yet."

valtteri huffs a quiet laugh. "imagine bernd showing up."

"he has been here for dinner before!" seb says, looking up to catch valtteri's eyes with a beaming grin. "lovely guy. he would be so polite about our food."

"hey," valtteri defends, pointing with the wooden spoon he's been using to poke and stir. "there won't be need to be polite. it's going to be excellent."

seb tilts his head as if to indicate a point in valtteri's favor. "true. you're right."

valtteri smiles to himself and then gets pulled back to his pot by the dinging of his timer. it's time to cut and add the fillets.

[actress4him]

Whumptober 2023 - Day 22 - Modern Brumaria

This is probably the future of the Soldier Boy AU, or any other universe with gang!Kamaria. Also it's much longer than my other Whumptober fills because I'd already been working on it before Whumptober. Bruno belongs to Izzy and is used with her blessing!

Taglist: @painful-pooch , @sssunshinebreeze

Masterlist

No. 22: Vehicular Accident

Contains: lady whump, broken bones, dislocation, mild gore, head injury, referenced panic attack, referenced trauma, hospital mention, kidnapping mention, delirium, whipping mention, romance

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This day has completely sucked. Well, it started out normally enough, but then she’d been triggered in the grocery store of all places when she saw a bald white man who reminded her of Roderick. And trying to hold the panic inside because she was in public just made the fallout ten times worse when she finally gave in. Always does, as Bruno likes to point out. Never stops her, though, she’s too stubborn for her own good - another bit of Bruno wisdom that he needs to turn on himself.

He and Shadi have tried their best to make the rest of the afternoon not suck, they really have. But come evening, Kamaria is still feeling off. She needs air. She needs to just not think for a while, which is what she tells her husband as she slips into her leather jacket and boots and straps her knife to her hip. 

“Be careful, love.” He kisses her forehead, then her cheek, concern etched into his handsome features. “And call if you need anything.”

“I will.” She’s not sure who looks more pitiful, Bruno or Shadi, as they watch her reach for the door. She gives one a smile and one a scratch behind the ear, then heads to the garage. 

The rumble of her bike underneath her automatically eases a little of the tension in her shoulders. Driving it far too fast, zipping around curves and past cars with the landscape flying by in too much of a blur to decipher, is even better. All of her concentration has to go into handling the bike. She doesn’t have any time to think about anything else. 

Once she’s way out of town and her mind isn’t so much of a swirling mess, she slows down and sits up straighter, raising her visor so that the wind can hit her skin. It’s nearing dark, and the roads out here are practically empty. Her thoughts slowly move back toward the grocery store, to Roderick and the feeling of being caught doing something she shouldn’t be that had overwhelmed her in that moment, but it doesn’t bring the same buzzing sensation beneath her skin as earlier. 

What would the real Roderick actually think, if he could see her living this life, going out and buying groceries whenever she needs them instead of living off of stolen goods, peaceful and happy with a husband and two dogs and a house of their own and absolutely no one to punish them for their mistakes?

He’d hate it, that’s for sure. But he’s not around anymore, so what he thinks doesn’t matter.

She’s getting closer to being ready to go back home, but before she’s made up her mind to actually turn around, a rumble of thunder sounds above the motorcycle‘s engine. Kamaria glances up at the sky. While she was lost in thought, dark clouds had rolled in, looming heavily overhead. 

Guess that’s my cue.

Checking for oncoming traffic, she U-turns and starts back toward home, picking up her speed just a bit. Fat drops of rain plop loudly onto her helmet. Within seconds, they’ve turned smaller and more and more frequent, until she’s being pelted in the face and has to use one hand to slam her visor back shut. The road is already soaked, so she keeps her pace around the speed limit. 

A few minutes into the trip, headlights are reflecting in her mirrors. They’re too bright to see what kind of car it is, but whoever’s driving is clearly impatient, coming up close behind her and hovering. Kamaria just rolls her eyes and resists the urge to slow down even more. There’s no one else anywhere around, just the two of them, the wet road, and the trees, so it’s not like they can’t pass her if they’re that desperate. 

Which they do, though not before tailing her long enough to make sure she understands their aggravation. Engine revving, the car pulls into the oncoming lane and comes flying by. She doesn’t even have time to react to slow down and let them get back into the lane. Just before they’ve fully passed her, they swerve back over, clipping the front of her bike with their back bumper. 

Her front wheel immediately dives to the side. She jerks the handlebars hard back into place, but there’s not enough traction on the slippery road. In the blink of an eye she’s spinning out, careening toward the edge of the road and the trees. 

The motorcycle tips as it reaches the grass. Her leg hits the ground first, pinned underneath the body of the bike, followed swiftly by the rest of her, head rattling inside her helmet as it slams into the pavement. That’s not the end of it, though. The bike is falling, dragging her with it, off the side of the road and down the steep embankment. It slams into a tree and she finally tumbles free from it, but by then it’s too late. She can’t stop. She’s rolling, violently, hitting trees, flipping, and rolling some more, everything a blur of brown and green and pain. Somewhere along the way she loses her helmet. 

By the time she comes to a stop, she’s lost consciousness, as well.

…

It’s unclear how much time has passed when she wakes. She’s barely even aware that she was unconscious at all, only that she opens her eyes to a dark canopy of trees overhead and rain dripping in her face. Wincing and blinking it away, she tries to turn her head to the side and is met with blinding pain shooting streaks of lightning through her vision. 

It takes a moment before she can see straight and breathe again. Moving very, very slowly this time, she cranes her neck to look back up the hill toward the road…the road that isn’t in sight at all. She fell a long way. She can’t see her bike, either, so she can only hope that it’s somewhere up top, still visible to passersby. 

Coaxing the arm that hurts the least into motion, she fumbles for her pocket. Empty. No phone, of course, that would make this far too easy. 

Okay, she needs to take stock of her body. Obviously her head is in bad shape, she probably hit it on a tree after losing her helmet. With the same hand, she reaches up and gently prods a wet, sticky patch on the back of her skull, gritting her teeth at the pain that responds. 

The arm she’s using is in a familiar bit of pain, itself, though it takes more thought than it should to pinpoint why. Dislocated shoulder. Of course, that was to be expected. Her shoulders have been dislocated so many times in her life that it takes very little to do it again. The other arm is worse, though, it feels broken. With a bit of support from the dislocated left arm, she picks up the right so that she can see it, holding her breath against the pain. 

Oh. Yep, that’s definitely broken. In a bloody, something is sticking out through her jacket sleeve kind of way. Right. She carefully sets it back down. There’s nothing she can do about it right now. 

Her left hip hurts, too, where she landed on it when the bike tipped, but she doesn’t bother trying to move it or look at it. As far as she can tell, those few things are the worst. Everything else on her hurts, but it feels like scrapes and bruises, not broken bones. 

It’s been a really long time since she was in this amount of pain. She isn’t used to it anymore. But that doesn’t really matter, does it? Not when she’s stuck in the bottom of a gulley with no phone and no one who knows where to find her. She highly doubts that the car stuck around to call for help. She needs to pull herself out of this situation, just like the old days, which means she’s going to have to embrace the pain again. 

Slowly, though. This is one of the worst head injuries she’s ever had, and if she gets too eager she’ll just knock herself back out. 

Inch by inch, Kamaria pushes herself up onto her left hand and the unbroken part of her right arm, stopping to breathe through her teeth and let the forest swirl around her after every movement. With one last heave, she’s sitting upright, clutching the sides of her head and squeezing her eyes shut. 

Halfway there. Now she just needs to stand. 

Her right leg seems to be in fairly decent shape - minus the long, bloody scrape she can now see on her thigh that tore right through her jeans - so she puts most of her weight onto it. She’s trying to move slowly, but it’s leaving her in awkward positions and she keeps almost losing her balance. Part of her wants to give up and collapse. Somehow, though, with the support of a nearby tree, she fights through the dizziness and pain and makes it to her feet. 

It’s a really, really long way up to the road.

Her first step onto her left leg is nearly her only step. Fire shoots through her hip, she instinctively jerks in response, and her vision fills with lightning again. But she manages to fall into the tree trunk and stay upright, clinging desperately and gritting her teeth until the worst of it passes.

She has to do this. No one is coming to help her. Not because there’s no one who cares, not anymore, but Bruno won’t have any idea where to find her once he realizes that something is wrong. It’s all up to her.

With that in mind, she pushes onward, keeping her weight off a hip that’s likely broken as much as she can, and grabbing onto branches and trunks whenever they’re available to pull herself along. They aren’t available nearly as often as she needs. 

But she’s dealt with worse than this before, right? She can’t think of any specific examples at the moment, but that’s probably just the concussion messing with her. There was the stabbing incident. That didn’t involve broken bones or head injuries, but it did involve a lot of blood loss and trying to get back to base without passing out. She survived that, she can survive this, too. She has to. Back then, all the incentive she had for making it was continuing her path of revenge. Now she has a husband, a home, a real life and someone who loves her and needs her as much as she does him. She can’t let him down. 

Each step is agony. Her vision cuts in and out, her whole body throbbing. She has no idea how far she’s actually made it, only that it seems like the road should be much, much closer by now than it actually is. It doesn’t look like it’s gotten any closer at all. Maybe that’s just the rain pouring down her face messing with her perception, though. 

She takes another step, reaches for a branch hanging just in front of her. It’s farther than it looks, though. Her fingers just brush the leaves as her foot slips on the mud and wet brush beneath her, and suddenly she’s falling. 

She feels every bit of pain when her body hits the ground, but she’s unconscious before she has the chance to scream.

…

She’s been gone too long. 

Bruno tries to give her the space she needs on days like this, he really does, which is why he didn’t protest her going out on her own or start worrying too much when the rain began. Even when the rain kept pouring and there was still no sign of her, he reasoned that she must have found someplace to stop and wait it out. 

But she didn’t call. Didn’t text. And when he finally gave in and texted her, checking in just to make sure she was alright, she didn’t answer. Never even opened the text, in fact. 

Which would make sense if she had given up on waiting out the rain and happened to be riding at the time. But she still didn’t come home. 

Bruno looks over at Dante, who’s watching him pace the house with growing concern, and punches her name on his phone screen. There’s silence in the speaker for a couple of seconds, then the generic voicemail message that Kamaria never bothers to change drones to life. 

He pulls the phone away from his ear and stares at it. Her phone is off. Why would her phone be off? Even when they need alone time, they always keep themselves available, knowing their spouse will respect their needs unless it’s an emergency. It doesn’t make sense for her to have turned her phone off. 

Something is wrong. 

Without delaying any further, Bruno snatches his jacket from the closet and goes to his own motorcycle in the garage. He has no idea where Kamaria went on her ride. Just from their house there are two choices of directions to go, and from there it branches off into infinite possibilities. 

But he doesn’t care. He’s going to find her. 

…

Kamaria drifts in and out of consciousness. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knows she needs to get up and move, but she can’t really remember why. Everything hurts. She doesn’t want to move, she just wants to keep lying here until maybe the pain gets a little more bearable. 

So she lets herself burrow back into the darkness. When she wakes again, she’s struck with a sudden sense of urgency. She can’t just lie here. She has to get up, her father will be waiting on her to return. He doesn’t care about missions gone wrong, he just cares about obeying orders to perfection, and she’s already late. She’ll get whipped for this. Ten lashes for each hour she was missing. How many hours has it already been? She has to get up, she has to make it back. 

She tries to move, and passes out in a wave of pain through her skull.

The next time that she finds herself staring up at the canopy of trees, she has no idea where she is or how she got there. She’s wet, and she hurts. Must have been Roderick again. He probably beat and waterboarded her. She can’t remember what it was she did wrong this time, but chances are it doesn’t matter, anyway. Their ideas of punishable offenses are usually things she can’t avoid no matter how hard she tries. 

Her last thought before losing consciousness again is, I want Bruno.

…

As he rides, Bruno calls the local hospital and police station, just in case. No one has seen or heard anything about a black woman with green eyes and a large scar across her face named Kamaria Stenberg. 

He goes from fretting that she may have gotten into a wreck to wondering if somehow she’s been taken again. Kane shouldn’t have any way to get to her, right? And none of his cronies should have a reason to want to take her, they were just following orders the first time. Then again, maybe one of them is holding a grudge, or enjoyed having her in their clutches a little too much. Or maybe it’s someone from her old life, animosity among gang members dies hard and there were plenty of people back then that wanted to get their hands on her. Yeah, they’ve moved states to get away from all of that, but that doesn’t mean anything. If someone really wanted to track her down, they could.

He’s sick to his stomach, thinking of all the possibilities as he forges on through the pounding rain. It’s been hours. Her phone is still going straight to voicemail. The two-lane stretch of road he’s currently riding is one he knows she frequents, but he’s gone all the way down it without any more sign of her than any other street he’s been on. He turns at the end, riding around a few more blocks with his heart in his throat before heading back up that same road, back toward town.

There’s a skidmark on this side. He’d noticed it out of the corner of his eye coming past the first time, but it’s not like they’re uncommon. This time he pays more attention, though, slowing down as he reaches it. It, because there’s only one. Not two, like a car, but one single mark. Like from a motorcycle. 

Bruno pulls over quickly, punching the button for his hazard lights, and tugs off his helmet as he climbs off the bike. Running over to the mark, he follows its trajectory with his eyes first, then his feet. It’s probably nothing. He’s trying not to get his hopes up and also fighting back dread at the same time. 

But then he stands with the toes of his boots hanging off the edge of the pavement and looks down the embankment, and he sees the large rivet that something left behind as it skidded through the mud. He sees bark missing off the bottom of a large tree trunk, like something smashed into it at top speed. 

He’s moving again almost before his mind has caught on, slipping and sliding to the tree line. He wants it to be her as desperately as he wishes that it’s not. Then he sees it, just a couple of yards past the first smashed tree - a motorcycle, lying on its side. He doesn’t have to see it up close to know it’s hers. But he goes over anyway, as fast as the uneven terrain will let him, eyes darting around the area. 

She’s not there. It’s her bike, like he knew it was, and it’s scratched and dented from its fall, but there’s no Kamaria to be seen. No sign that she was ever even there.

Could she have gotten up, walked away from a crash like this? But then he would have passed her on the way somewhere, right? And he’s already confirmed she hasn’t been to the hospital. 

Or maybe his second fear was correct. Maybe a wreck was just the start of it, just the method someone used to grab her, and that’s why she’s not here now. 

Fingers buried in his hair and chest heaving, he takes a few steps back and looks around wildly. “Kamaria!” His voice echoes through the trees, down into the hollow below. “Kamaria!”

…

Someone’s calling her name. It must be her mom. She’s really, really tired, she must have stayed out too late again, playing in the creek in the woods behind their house. She didn’t mean to make her mom worry.

“Coming, Mama,” she mumbles, trying to find the energy to get up. Her head hurts really bad. She doesn’t remember why. Mama will make it better, though, she always does. She’ll probably give her some of the pink medicine that’s supposed to taste like cotton candy, and plenty of kisses. 

Kamaria is about to fall back asleep, thinking of her mom’s kisses, when another noise jolts her back awake. Leaves are crunching and branches shaking somewhere above her, like someone or something is sliding down the hill toward her. Automatically her hand moves to grope for a knife at her hip, but comes away empty. She tries the other side - nothing there, either. Maybe there’s one in her boot, but she can’t make her body bend to check. Why is she out on a mission without all of her knives? If she was stupid enough to lose them all, and even her gun, then she deserves for whoever or whatever this is to get her. 

“Kamaria? Kamaria!”

She still doesn’t know who it is until his face appears above her, fear carved into his handsome features. “Bruno,” she breathes, a smile spreading across her face. “What’re…you doing…here?”

“Looking for you.” His hands cup her cheeks, and wow, they’re so warm. He needs to keep doing that. She didn’t know how cold her face was before now. “You’re gonna be okay now. I’m gonna get you help.”

She hums a little as he pulls his phone from his pocket and punches buttons with his thumb. “Better not…let my mom see you. She says…she says ‘m not allowed t’ have…t’ have a boyfriend. ‘Til I’m thirty.”

He holds the phone up to his ear, looking down at her with a strange look on his face that she doesn’t quite get. “Wait until she hears I married you.”

He starts talking to someone on the phone and it’s a lot for her to follow, so she just stares up at the trees and enjoys the one hand that’s still on her cheek. It stopped raining at some point. It was raining earlier, right? It’s nice that it stopped now, and that Bruno’s here. 

“Kamaria? Love?” The hand is patting her cheek now. “Open your eyes for me, love. I need you to stay awake.”

She didn’t realize she’d closed them. Wrinkling her nose, she whines a little. “Tired.”

“I know you are, but you have to stay awake for now. The ambulance is on its way. Come on, open those gorgeous eyes for me.”

She complies, but gives him her best unamused expression. “My head hurts.”

He grows even more solemn. “I know. I found your helmet way up there somewhere. Can you tell me what else hurts? Your leg is scraped up pretty good.” She feels him gently lift her shirt. “Stomach is, too. I don’t see any concerning bruising on it, though I’ll bet you cracked a rib, at least.”

“Head,” she repeats, trying to think past that all-encompassing, throbbing pain to see what else there is. “Hip. Arm.” Almost as an afterthought she adds, “Shoulder.”

“No, I don’t want to move her.” He sounds like he’s talking to someone else. The person on the phone still, maybe. “Hip…” He carefully prods at both, eliciting a gasp and jerk from Kamaria when he touches the injured one. “Left hip. I’m guessing broken, based on the reaction, but could be dislocated. Left shoulder is definitely dislocated. And, uh…” Leaning over, he touches her hand, but quickly pulls back. “Right arm has an open fracture. Yeah, I’m staying on. How far out are they?” He listens for a moment, free hand coming back to rest on her cheek. “They need to hurry up. I’m worried this is more than just a concussion.”

She really wants to go to sleep. Now that Bruno is here, she feels much safer. Maybe now that he’s asked his questions he’ll let her nap.

“Stay with me, Kamaria.” His face is close to hers again. Eyes normally blue like the sky look more like storm clouds in the dim lighting.

“You’re…pretty.”

She somehow expects him to smile at that, but he just keeps looking at her with that worried expression and lightly strokes her hair. “Thank you. So are you.”

“Mean, though. Won’t let…me sleep. And…lost my knife. Can’t…stab you.” 

“We’ll find your knife. And if you try your best to stay awake until the doctor says it’s okay to sleep, then you can stab me all you want after, okay?”

“No,” she whines. She’d like to bury her face in his chest, but she can’t move. “No doctor. Hate doctors.”

“I know, love. But I’m afraid you have to go this time.”

“Will you come?” She doesn’t want to go alone. He just got here, and the doctor is scary.

“Of course I will. I wouldn’t leave you.”

“Can…Shadi come?” 

“Tell you what, I’ll check and see if she can come visit you while you’re there. Alright?”

Kamaria sighs and lets her eyes drift shut again. “‘kay.”

“Eyes open. Come on.” He pauses, turns his head a little. “I hear the sirens. They’re almost here. I’m gonna have to let them work on you to help you feel better, okay? But I’ll be right here the whole time. I’m not going anywhere.” Bending down, he presses a warm, gentle kiss to her forehead. “You’re gonna be okay. I promise.”

“Love you.”

“I love you, too, Kamaria.”

[icyfox17]

1, 4, 8, 22, 26, 29, 30, 32, 35, 40, 52, 58 (It’s Golden Hour Somewhere :) and 61 (Wilbur Soot and Lovejoy!)

I know that’s a hekkin ton, so you don’t have to answer all of them XD

1. Are you an albums person or a singles person?

Albums !!! I think . askdfjksd

4. Is there a song you love but don't like its music video?

oh i am sure there are lots... especially songs from when i was a kid bc radio music always has hypersexualised music videos and those always made me feel so so uncomfy... can't think of an example rn though :0

8. Is there an artist or song that you like, despite being of a genre you don't usually like?

OOOHH HTHIS IS AN INTERESTING QUESTION HMM

Scared of the Dark by lil wayna, ty dollar sign, and xxx. i do Not like mumble rap and i really didn't like the verses but the CHORUS WAS SOOO GOUGHOGHOUGHOG EXPLODES that i listened to it on repeat and now i love the song (even tho i find the guys voice in the verse funny)

29. Songs you love to dance to:

funny you should ask that bc i have a playlist~ ... I JUST DELETED IT BY ACCIDENT FUCKKKKKK AWOFEIJAWEFLK

anyways. i will fix that later welp KFJSAKDJF

come on eileen by dexys midnight runners is A CLASSIC AND MUST BE ADDED IT'S THE BEST DANCING SONG EVER IT MAKES ME SO HAPPY AND EVER SINCE I READ BEES FIC HONEY AND TANGERINES IT MADE IT EVEN BETTER I CANNOT DO THIS RAHSSSSSS

disco by surf curse is another song that is just INSTANT DANCE VIBES how can u NOT dance to it

kiss goodnight by IDKHOW is another really lovely song that always makes me want to dance :)))

30. Songs you love to sing along to:

now this one i ALSO have a playlist and i will NOT delete it this time ohmgyod im actually so sad i loved my dancing playlist HELPS FDKJKJD

songs that are Simply Bangers hehehe this one's for when i just wanna shout lyrics at the top of my lungs

but for specific onesssss

Locked Outta Heaven by Bruno Mars // IT'S SO GOOD IT MAKES ME FEEL UNHINGED IL OVE IT SO MCHUH ABRKARKJWBAEKAWJKB unfortunately the lyrics make me feel Uncomfortable singing bc . major ace here woOOO but it's fine i just live in denial and try to remind myself that most ppl are actually yknow normal about sex unlike me LMAOFASJKFKJ

You Make My Dreams by Hall & Oats // literally any 80s song makes me so inexplicably happy and i Need to sing the lyrics aloud at the top of my lungs man

40. Which was the best concert you’ve ever been to?

i love ALL of the concerts ive been to but... half alive . half alive was SO FRICKEN COOL DAWGWGAOJIAWEAAEWR THE LIGHTS THE DANCING I CANT I CANNOT GET OVER IT IT WAS ONE OF THE GREATEST MOMENTS OF MY LIFE /SRS IT WAS INCREDIBLE OHMYOGDDD

52. Do you make playlists to be listened to in a specific order or in shuffle? Or both?

so i used to. hate shuffling. bc i am very very picky about the order of songs i listen to (like when i shuffle i will just . look at the queue and edit it intensely). so i used to make them for a specific order and actually one of my favourite things to do is figure out songs that transition super super nicely into each other oguhoguhgo so making a playlist that is perfect from start to finish is my dream... however rn i have such a big?? music taste??? that the playlists are so long and curating it to be the Perfect Experience would take too much time so now i just add shit and shuffle ofssdlkfd

58. Send me a song and I'll tell you the colors it made me think of, without looking at cover arts or music videos.

well that's just kinda unfair the word gold is literally in the title HELPPP but i picture the field that's in the music video (wait help "without looking at the music video" too late for that buddy it's engrained in my memory with how many times ive watched it), like that greenish colour that's what i think of yellowish green

but okay okay im turning it on now and the colours i get while listening to it is faded pastel yellow from the guitar intro, it turns more brownish orange in the verses, DEF a deep yellow/brown when the bass comes in

the chorus is green to me, the ooOooOOo is green and yellow to me

gosh i love golden hour

61. Make me choose between two artists/songs/albums.

ooohhh this one is hard bc like lovejoy has so much more stuff but wilbur soot changed my life

im choosing wilbur bc of since i saw vienna but do know that this hurt me asdjkfasdjkhf

[jacarandaaaas]

instagram is so fucking weird sometimes why am I seeing people ship bruno with moana

[jinkicake]

Cannot stop thinking about giorno being an absolute menace, like I wonder what he would do with a darling who didn’t want to leave but they’re still firm on their on boundaries,like I would be fine to sit and play housewife lmao he’s paying for everything!! But if he wanted to catch an attitude like “you’re not allowed to go anywhere without me” I would be so annoyed. Like I don’t want to leave why are you being so insecure like hold my hand we gon go get therapy go them abandonment issues and separation anxiety 🙄SHDJD like he’s waiting for them to try and fight him or hurt him and run away bc there’s no way they’re chill, he’s prepared his entire mindset to physiologically manipulate them and to wait for them to love him but they already like him they’re just annoyed at how clingy he is. Like okay you can hold onto me or whatever but i need to go shower, unless you’re gunna like wash my hair like I’m a Victorian maiden and the maids wash you themselves; I would like a cm of personal space🥰🥰 like fhsh he’s so flabbergasted “🤨🤨 you sure you’re not going to escape?” Like he keeps setting them up and they pass every time liek cameras in the house but every exit is wide open and unlocked and it’s empty and they just go get food and go back upstairs 💀 even the rest if passions who would readily keep you under lock and key for him are like ,,,, maybe he is a little crazy we need to have an intervention😭😭 he was ready to use sex as bargaining but like I’m down lmao let me tie up my hair. Like I’ll definitely argue if he pulls some “ I love you and want to keep you safe” shit when I am literally going to the grocery store like mista and Bruno are literally escorting me you can calm the fuck down😒 like you can keep me here or whatever but you’re not gunna smother me that I won’t let slide; he’s trying to have his. Subordinates get close to you so you can tell them you’re planning to escape but that don’t work either. “ you actually hate him don’t you? You don’t look happy” “not really, I mean he’s like a golden retriever he just wants affection. Him stealing my underwear is annoying tho” “ you need me to help you escape? I can save you” “nah, I’m pretty good right here,and giorno has ears everywhere you might not want to let him hear you say that”

honestly... honestly, hear me out, i think giorno would respect those boundaries. idkkk like most yandere works i read of him, the writers always do him like that..... he doesn't let the reader leave or go anywhere but if the reader is like 'fuck u go away' giorno will watch over from afar (mentally crying bc he wants to respect his s/o and bc he can't be near them LOL)

YOU KNOW HE HAS SOME BAD ASS SEPARATION ANXIETY AND ABANDONMENT ISSUES. LOOK AT HIS PARENTSSSS AND HIS CHILDHOOD-

no, see i think i could deal w the kidnapping and everything but like if i had to be stuck talking to a man for the rest of my life i dont think i could do it... sorry giorno,,, you can take away my freedom but not my friends! i would HAVE to shittalk with someone and i clearly cant shittalk to him! ... hmm i wonder if giorno would let his s/o talk shit about him to hiim HAH A

omg i would so want to go grocery shopping w mista like what a chaotic experience that would be but at the same time that would also be hell bc mista would not be my friend like he's working for giorno T T he would not care about my ass-

giorno steals underwear confirmed like it's right there, he's a gentleman-y perv (gasp that gives me an idea)

also if giorno were to keep you under lock and key, which character should he NOT keep close to you? Like for me, it would be abba bc if giorno leaves me in a room w that man im jumping his ass and sitting on his *

sigh i love part five

[zafirosreverie]

i hope this isnt an ,, insensitive ? question? im just curious, why did you stop liking pepa in the first place? (i feel like this comes across as like “hm i love pepa why did u even stop liking her >:(((” but its not im just curious 😭)

Don't worry, it doesn't come off as insensitive 💛

And the reason I "stopped" liking her (I think I actually never did, just got tired) was because people became a little TOO intense with her and requested things I wasn't comfortable with. For example, people kept asking for fics where Pepa willingly hurt Julieta and/or Bruno because she was jealous, or Pepa being super overpowered (really, I remember someone saying she was a goddess and people should worship her but because of her powers, not her looks), or R being a total sub for Pepa and not having a real role outside being her partner, or people wanting me to make Julieta a bitch to Pepa and R hating Juli so much while Pepa was a white little dove. This last got requested SO MANY TIMES (and this Is the reason I wrote "I do", out of spite). On top of that, people also spammed me with pics of her which wouldn't be bad if It wasn't because they were like 20 messages per day and a lot of asks got buried and I never saw them, which means I couldn't interact with other people. Lastly, because this got a little longer than intented (sorry for that), what really, really, annoyed me (after the fifth time) was that people never seemed to be happy with me writting for Julieta, because every time I posted a fic for her, there would always be someone asking for the same fic but "Pepa's version". EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. It hurted because It felt like people saying "we don't care if you like Julieta, make it about Pepa" and It felt bad.

Anyway, that being said, I think I actually never stopped liking Pepa, she's still lovely and I enjoy all her scenes in the movie, I just got tired of how people pushed her down my throat and tried to make this their local Pepa-centered blog (as if my profile pic didn't make it clear who my favorite is).

Aaaaaaand I think that's all! Sorry for the ramble. Zaf out!

[bound-up-feelings]

watching a horror movie with jean / ali g / bruno HAHHAAHA idk which character would make for a funnier or better fic hehehehe so u can decideeee ^^

Jean:

He actually is not that scared of horror films

He does get grossed out by all the gory stuff but paranormal and demon based movies, loves it

But lord, don't let him watch Hellraiser or The Thing. He will literally leave the building, no, not the room that's still to close for comfort

Does like the moves The conjuring, Insidious, Sinister, mainly movies that have some type of demon shit going on

Will go the whole nine yards and get popcorn, chocolate, soda, and anything and everything for a horror movie marathon

Go big or go home baby, he's all in

Ali-g:

He's not much into horror films but watches them anyway cause he loves you

But the best part is he doesn't do jumpscares

He cannot do them, he jokes through the whole movie and makes jokes but the second he's not paying attention somehow the movie knows and will fuck him up

Also, he doesn't like the movie Saw

Can't do the whole torture and broken bones stuff

Mainly, the broken bone stuff he hates that

Makes him nauseous as hell and would most likely leave the room to go straight to the bathroom

His favorite movie is scream

Simple easy and he's not one for the big jumpscares and knows that it doesn't have very many, and he can handle it

He does finger guns at the screen and will say how Sydney should have had a gun on her and will shake his head like he's disappointed that a high-school 17-18 year old doesn't have a hand gun

Don't let him around your nieces or nephews he's a great guy but a horrible influence

Bruno:

Nope

He doesn't do them at all

Will hide his face on your shoulder and cover his face with his hands/blanket

He'll let you put the movie in but will get three seconds into a scary part, and he will be covered up and doing something else entirely

But I swear if you have him watch a movie where there is a bittersweet happy ending like in Come Play, he will cry

He doesn't like to cry but will cry

That's his favorite movie out of all of them. Despite the scary parts and stuff that had him hiding through almost the whole movie, his favorite is the ending

The whole way through, he will hold your hand and lean his head onto you, and its sweet

Until you put in a really scary movie and he is back to square one

You love it, though

You really shouldn't torture him like this, but he knows you think it's funny, and so he'll keep doing it, but he'll never tell you that

[syunkiss]

HIII !!! I saw u like jjba. Can I ask for your opinions on the bucciarati team ships? Yes. All of them 😈

oh yeah baby I love those asks :3 (tell me if I missed any)

fugonara: first one... I AM NOT SHIPPER OF THEM BUT THEYRE SOOO........ SOSOSOSSOOOO... YK? Yk what I mean?? also they remind me of 15!soukoku a bit for some very specific reasons /pos /very positive

naramis: I'M ALSO NOT A BIG FAN (i like it less than fugonara) but NOTHING AGAISNT THEm, also i saw some people saying its weird bcus mista is 18 but 17-18 age range is not bad

naragio: I don't really like this one but there's no actual reason to it. I just prefer them platonically !!

naratrish: I REALLY SEING THEM AS SIBLINGS but I also like thinking narancia has a little crush in trish. I don't really ship them tho yk in my mind Trish is a lesbain ((intentional typo))

narancia x anyone else (bruno / abbachio) : fucking NO 🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️

giomis: also a nuh uh for me🙅‍♂️🚫 (because of the age difference)

giotrish: THEY ARE SOOOOO CUTEEEE platonically . I don't have anything agaisn't the ship tho I just don't like it for reasons

futrish: I DUNNO nothing agaisn't this one but I also see them as siblings

fumis: nuh uh uh no uh nuh uh 🚫 nope. Nuh uh

fugio: I FUCKING LOVE THEM. I FUCKING. FUCKING LOVE THEM SO SO MUCH. THEY MAKE ME HAPPY. THEY MAKE ME SMILE. THEY MAKE ME GO SUNSHINE LOLIPOPS AND RAINBOWS EVERYTHING THAT'S WONDERFUL IS WHAT I FEEL WHEN THEY'RE TOGETHEERRRRRRRRRRRR GREERRRRRRGGRRRRGRR<3333 GAAAAERRRRDAAAAAAERRRRRRRRRR

fubruno: i really hope this one doesn't actually exist. but if it does. get away from me. get AWAY (i dont like it. I hate it. also theyre mother and son and fugo is 16 and bruno is 20)

fuabba: why would you. why would you even. yk? why? answer me /neg (i hate it. i dont like it. abbacchio is 21 and fugo is 16)

brugio: no. no. Nno. Nuh uh. No. Hard no. Hard fucking no. Get away. Get away from me. Sir please don't breathe the same air as me fucking DON'T💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀😰😰😰😰😰😰😰😰🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️ /neg /vneg /very negative (i hate brugio more than I hate ny own life)

brutrish: skibidi toilet is less of a toilet than this (theyre mother and daughter canon /hc (also trish is 15)) i hate it sm and im not sorry

brumis: this one is. Okay. I have nothing agaisnt it but I also don't ship it. i prefer seeing them as brothers/mother and son too

bruabba: NO WORDS can express the sense of loss I feel as the result of the terrible tragedy that is their relationship. No words can express how much I love them. Normal time expressions aren't enough to express how much I love them. And how I much I love the way they are and how much I love that they exist. I love t4t bruabba and I love bruabba as a whole itself. I love everything about bruabba and I love when they met, I love their interactions, I love their existence, I love them I love them I would give everything I have (except for my dogs) to see them happy. I love them. I want them I'm crazy for them. Let bruno be happy with his gongeous goth husband/wife forever that's literally everything I want ♡!!!

abbagio: If abbagio has 1 million haters I am one of them. If abbagio has 1000 haters I am one of them. If abbagio has 100 haters I am one of them. If abbagio has 10 haters I am one of them. If abbagio has 5 haters I am one of them. If abbagio has 1 hater this one is me. And if abbagio has 0 haters I don't exist. There are not enough words in any language that can express how much I hate it. Not enough words. Not. Enough. Words.

abbatrish: same thing as abbagio

abbanara: same thing as abbatrish

abbamis: not illegal or wrong I just dislike any ship with Abbacchio that is not bruabba but this one is on thin ice because its not illegal