#fun fact: red pandas are their own family

[theriancultureis]

Red panda (or rlly any cold weather creature) therian culture is not being able to STAND the cold, even despite the habitat of your kintype :((

yeah I cant handle anything that isn't 70 fahrenheight

cant handle the cold

cant handle the heat

[ming-sik]

What are your thoughts about the romance in AOB?

Short answer: it’s bad.

Long answer: 

The main problem with the romance in AoB is that it’s yet another vector through which the ugly blue thing sucking up all the narrative oxygen in the room of the back half of AoB can use to render the protagonist of the story completely narratively inert outside of acting for his benefit or on his orders. Fermyne is a sledgehammer the story uses to make Rozemyne backslide from a deeply flawed but dynamic character with potential to Ferdinand’s submissive child bride who’s sometimes allowed out of her cage to do things that benefit him or that he personally approves.

Myne’s never been a straightforwardly good character, which is actually what I like about her. She’s a hot mess; selfish, arrogant, cowardly, ignorant, bigoted, and mean-spirited, which is great! She has a lot of jagged edges for other characters to catch on and conflict with, and her aggressive personality combined with her cowardice means that she can dish it out but can’t take it even a little which is really funny. She’s never really allowed to reach her full potential because AoB is really bad at actually creating and following through with conflicts so most of her problems are just solved by making her overpowered enough to brute force whatever problem she previously had and at some point she stops having problems that she doesn’t solve immediately, but her potential really tanks when she meets the blue thing.

Ferdinand is the worst character in AoB and it’s not close. He’s massively overpowered in such a way that he resolves most interesting conflict in the story offscreen, the story contrives itself to attribute so much sympathetic tragedy to his backstory and character that it flips right into comedy, the insistence that every character is jealous of his super awesome powers and amazing brain abilities but also he’s the most tortured social outcast ever means that he seems like a self-pitying loser, and most importantly he is NOT FUN. He’s not fun! He’s not funny, in fact he hates characters who are funny and will actively try to prevent them from doing anything funny so he is comedic poison in a story which relies heavily on comedy(he’s not an effective tsukkomi because as the strongest presence in the room he shuts down jokes rather than facilitating them, Benno’s the closest thing the story has to a good tsukkomi because he’s practical but not a killjoy). Why this is a problem with their romance is that he fucking hates Myne so much it’s unreal. He HATES her! He hates that she’s a jokester, he hates that she likes books, he hates that she likes sweets and fish, he hates that she’s not interested in embroidery, he hates that she likes red pandas and Japanese culture, he HATE HATE HATE HATE HATES that she originally has some semblance of a pre-existing worldview that doesn’t conform to his narrow view of common sense… and he never stops hating that! He constantly negs her to the point that it’s a running “joke” that he never praises her unless she’s gotten good grades, which is because outside of her ability to keep up with his “Teaching”(in quotes because he doesn’t really do anything except give her stuff to memorize which is the part you do after you teach someone) he fucking hates everything that this weird girl stands for, does, or is interested in. Fast forward to part 5 volume 12 and he WON’T EVEN LET HER WRITE HER OWN WEDDING VOWS because he’s that worried she’ll write something weird. He hates his fiance so fucking much that the idea of her saying “I like you more than books” instead of a canned generic noble vow is so distasteful to him that he can’t even let her write a draft that Roderick helps with. He doesn’t respect her, either, he deliberately manipulates the situation so that she doesn’t even know they’re engaged so she’s socially pressured to marry him, forces her to choose between him and her family(while saying that he’s going to intentionally force himself into a miserable position if she leaves him so she panics and feels like she has to prevent him from hurting himself), and then also starts crying about how she should be with Lutz after somehow managing to make HER recovering HER memories of the commoners she loves about the fact that he’s sad about his dad(Also confirming that he doesn’t care about anyone outside his dad? Imagine being Hirschur and having stood up to Veronica, losing all support from Ehrenfest for decades so you can continue supporting Ferdinand and sheltering him from his mother, only to find out that you’re so worthless to him that he doesn’t even think of you when he thinks of people who care about him) to also force her to choose him over the single other person he considers a romantic rival in another either/or rather than even entertaining the idea that she could care about both of them equally. And he has to force her because this boring, slimy little pedophile is so incredibly unappealing that the only reason Rozemyne is even really with him is that he’s put her in a position where he’s literally the only person she’s allowed to trust or confide in.

Now you may object to me calling Ferdinand a pedophile because Urano was in her 20s before she died. People who believe this are just gonna ignore anything I say here because despite pretending that they like dark fiction they don’t actually like when the dark topics in fiction are discussed, but also Urano’s age is irrelevant, we are talking about Myne, who has lived almost a decade in the body of a child(not an “””adult coded minor”” or a petite adult, literally the body of a 4-13 year old) in the social position of a child and whose lack of sexual and romantic understanding is specifically mentioned. In the fanbooks Kazuki confirms that Ferdinand does not see Myne as his elder, which makes sense because he’s never even seen what Urano looks like. The oldest he has ever seen her look is 13, the age she is when he forces her to marry him. For most of the story she was or looked, as confirmed repeatedly by the story, prepubescent. The fact that it’s confirmed that he’s sexually and romantically attracted to her in p5v12 means that he’s attracted to 13 year olds. Also in Gretia’s short story it’s revealed that he tracks when every child in Rozemyne’s employ has their sexual awakening, so it’s not just her if you want to split those hairs. Also in part 2 when he’s speaking to Benno(mid-30s) about rumors that he’s currently in a relationship with Myne(age 5) he says that relationships with this age difference are normal, so it’s not just political marriages if you want to split those hairs. The elephant in the room is that some people argue that Rozemyne’s lack of romantic/sexual feelings are indicative of her being aroace or even that Ferdinand and her are a QPR. If you HC this, pay me money. It is specifically stated that Ferdinand is romantically and sexually attracted to Rozemyne, feelings which she does not reciprocate because she doesn’t “understand” romantic love. While many aromantic people phrase their feelings this way, it’s honestly just willful ignorance to pretend like this is epic aro rep and not Rozemyne being characterized as a prepubescent child. The latter is obvious in the way her lack of romantic feelings is described, with a heavy emphasis on her not understanding them and characters repeatedly attributing this to her youth and lack of development. I get that other aro people often describe their feelings as “not understanding” romance and that aro people are often told that they will someday develop romantic feelings and never do, but like. This is a 13 year old being forced into a marriage when she admits that she’s not sure about it and doesn’t understand exactly what’s expected of her. Also, the fact that Ferdinand says she only needs to keep his name stone for two years(until she’s at the minimum age of consent) is outright stating that he does expect her to develop these feelings at some point and is just willing to wait. Also “summoning winter early”, a euphemism for CSA, is treated so lightly by the story that any argument that hinges on this particular relationship being fine because it’s an aroace QPR between a 24 year old and a mentally 22 year old is moot because the story specifically thinks that CSA generally is morally neutral and it’s only bad if a fat ugly guy does it. I’ve already discussed the way Ferdinand grooms Myne outside of a sexual context, ie he overwrites her existing worldview and forces her to conform to his common sense along with putting her in a social position where he’s her doctor, legal guardian, only confidant, and protector so she’s incapable of functioning without him, which I stand by.

I don’t like Ferdinand. I’ve never really liked Ferdinand, initially I found him boring and as the series dragged on and he got both less interesting and more central to the story I turned to actively disliking him, and now I sure fucking hate him. I’m done qualifying that because people interpret any criticism of him like an attack. I was never gonna cheer for him finally getting to fuck that thirteen year old he’s been grooming even if it was the mostly beautifully written prose of all time, so really I’m glad I’m a Ferdinand hater because it means I don’t have to get up every day and lie to people pretending that the engagement ceremony isn’t some of the worst writing in AoB. Honestly I don’t think any of you even think Ferdinand is actually queer, AoB fans are just squeamish enough about supporting canon Fermyne that they try to sanitize it by interpreting it as a queer relationship, in the process conflating aromanticism and pedophilia. 

[dxwnfxll]

Learned the Law of Talos lore fully (or at least what was available) and decided to remake my oc Toffee! (with her 'family' included)

Up Close of her family (if the words are hard to read here's a better desc)

Toffee - Brown bear - Works at Pirates cove

Pannie - Red panda - Works at the food court

Cassidy - Sun bear - Works at the landing zone (alien themed area i thought of)

Willie - Kodiak bear - Works at the haunted house

All of them are animatronics and Toffee is the only one currently with 'free will' (meaning she got soda in her wires and now thinks she's a living being)

Fun facts about them

Kodiak is an older model (hence the missing parts) he hates kids and tries to remain in the shadows more

Toffee, Pannie and Cassidy are triplets (as they were all made together)

They all have programmed dialogue for visitors with their own backstories and such, so it's debatable if the other three have sentience or if that's just their own programming

Toffee was friends with Karl (my own hc being that he was actually a nice person until Rachel left)

Also yah she had a crush on Rachel and Karl both (nothing happened though womp womp)

Toffee sadly dies during the tournament as well (by a betrayal from Doll) but is brought back in the end

Also here's another Oc i'm working on who's a lil more evil than Toffee (and actually fears Karl) Named Doll

GORE WARNING BELOW, EYE STUFF

Fun facts about her

She's a part of a 'build a doll area' (which i also made up and based off of build a bear)

She's obviously referenced off of Rachel as her creator (whoever that may be) dressed her the same as Rachel and gave her similar hair

She came around after Rachel had left though

Also yes she pulls her fucking eye out often to freak people out

Similar to Karl she has a sadistic personality and a hatred towards humans (even going as far as to replace her porcelain eye with a real one)

The left side of her face is porcelain while the other part is rag doll

She is made up of polyester stuffing, cotton and blood?

She's manipulative, evil, and blood thirsty

She and Toffee joined together as Doll manipulated her to be her bodyguard, stating her wish was to be a 'real girl' but truthfully she wanted control over the amusement park

Karl fucking kills her during the tournament

Also i might be making a small au where Karl, Doll and Toffee live on as humans/living beings now maybe i'll post more about it

[luciferbecons]

10 mutual I’d like to get to know better

Thank you for the tag @kalliesa

Last song that I listened to: The Summoning by Sleep Token

Favourite content to watch: Tudor dramas, Viking dramas similar to the last kingdom, Doctor Who, Twitch streamers like AxialMatt, Dooleynotedgaming, ZeRoyalViking and Chilledchaos

Favourite Games: Pokémon, Skyrim, Minecraft (with family), Cult of the lamb, Fall guys, Sims 4, Starfield.

Favourite color: iridescent that shines pink and blue

Favourite animals: Red pandas

Favourite food: Mango, Cherry, Sushi

Sweet, spicy, or savory: Savoury, love salty a lot too.

Current obsessions: Flamin’ Hot Doritos, Sims 4, Starfield, the new Pokémon TCG sets.

Last book I read: literally can’t remember, but my favourite book is The Ninth Circle by Alex Bell. A lighter Shorter book but still quite well written. Might actually reread it. And the LOTR books are a classic that I’ll always go back to.

Last thing I googled: it was searches about certain expensive Pokémon cards that I want for my collection but will probably never own. Like the shiny charizard GX card from hidden fates, or a base set Charizard or the Umbreon Vmax from Evolving Skies.

Relationship: Engaged to @thismotherloverrighthere

Fun Fact: I have shared a lemon cupcake with Sir Ian McKellen.

Tagging (but no pressure and I’m sorry if you’ve already done it!) @whiskynorocks @wonderingaround1980 @iheartgarrus @otemporanerys @forever-grif @howlsmovinglibrary @horrorgirlreads @jl-kazz @lerr-writes-fic @thismotherloverrighthere

[cerrriy]

The Graceful Muse of Melodies. 🎀

Lee Seoyeon (이서연) is a South Korean rapper and singer under Pledis Entertainment. She is a member of the girl group fromis_9, born on January 22, 2000.

2017–2018: Idol School and debut with fromis_9

In July 2017, Seoyeon participated in the reality show Idol School, finishing the competition in seventh place, which earned her a spot in fromis_9. The group made its official debut on January 24, 2018, with their first mini-album, To. Heart.

Seoyeon's motto from her Idol School profile was: "Even if doing and not doing something both end in regret, let's do something and regret it."

🌷 A fun fact about Seoyeon :

-She is the shortest member of fromis_9.

– Family: Father (born in 1966), mother (born in 1967), 2 older brothers.

– Education: SOPA (but she gave up in order to pursue her music career)

– She was a trainee for 7 years, 9 months. She was a trainee since she was in fourth grade, at YG Entertainment, and was a part of the YG trainee group named “Future 2NE1”.– Seoyeon appared in GD&TOP’s “Knock Out” MV.

– Nickname: Sleepy Head, Baby Panda.

– The members call Seoyeon “Baby Panda”.

– Seoyeon likes romance, hero and animation movies.

– Seoyeon likes Tori Kelly, Rihanna, Dean, Heize, and Arin from Oh My Girl.

– Seoyeon likes BMO from Adventure Time and has many BMO merchandise.

– Seoyeon has a lot of chokers.

– Favorite Color: Red, Black.

– She really likes gummy bear candy and milk tea.

– She almost burnt the Fromis_9 dorm during FB live.

– Chaeyoung said that her first impression of her was that she was very chic.

– She is good at learning choreographies.

– She and Jiheon is the most fashionable member of Fromis_9.

– Seoyeon’s nickname is “Sleepy Head” because she has big dark circles under her eyes naturally. In the early days of Idol School, people thought she had the circles because she wasn’t sleeping. Her big dark circles had appeared already during her childhood.

– When Seoyeon sleeps, she likes to stretch her hand over her head.

– She is known as a big fan of the girl-band OH MY GIRL, along with Nagyung. She’s a fan of OH MY GIRL’s Arin.

– Seoyeon’s favorite colors are black and red. The members presented her a red knit as a birthday present.

– She does not have SNS. According to Instagram Live with Shin Si-a (신시아), whom has a great friendship with her, her father’s objection was severe and she could not create an account.

– Seoyeon has some kind of aquaphobia, she is afraid of water.

– Seoyeon is good at learning choreography.

– She can do popping dance (TBS fact in the star 2018).

– Seoyeon ranked 7th in Idol School with 61,083 votes.

– Motto: “Even if both doing and not doing things will end up as a regret. Let’s go with do things and regret”.

– Seoyeon is the oldest unnie of Bbang bbang (2000 liners) of Fromis_9.

– Attractive Point: Waist.

– She really likes when Hayoung cooks her kimchi fried rice and soybean paste stew.

– When she’s writing songs she thinks about the members first and thinking about the members makes her think of Flovers. And she thinks of Flovers clapping along to the song with them.

– She got her own music studio.

– She has a cat, which her aunt gave her.

[voreinthehouse]

HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR 2024: YEAR OF THE DRAGON

Ming Lee locked the door to the main bedroom of her home. It'd been a busy night for the whole family - her mother, aunts and cousins alongs their spouses and children had all come to celebrate the Chinese New Year at the temple. Jin, Meimei and Ming had all been busy cooking several elaborated dishes, hoping to impress their relatives with a hearty meal and deliciously hot gossip.

Once everyone had arrived and the usual gifts of expensive skincare products, rare candies and the tips on panda management had been exchanged, the family sat at the table set in the temple's garden to admire the moon and enjoy each others' company.

Hours upon hours were spent gossiping, eating, drinking, and having fun, and by the time everyone realized how late it truly was most of their bellies had bloated twice their size from that night alone.

Despite how impossibly full Ming felt - her belly was dangerously close from ripping her dress at the seams - she couldn't shake the warmth that all the baijiu had injected in her veins through the night. It'd ran through her body and rooted itself right between her legs, growing hotter with every little glass she drank, making her pussy pulse to life in drunker hunger.

She and Jin already had a potently ardent sexual life that led them to fucking every night when they were sure Mei had gone to bed, but tonight they hadn't had the chance to sneak off to take care of themselves like usual. 

Her growing desire and increasingly drunken state of mind eventually led Ming to sticking a hand under her dress and stroking her feverish cunt over her leggings. It was almost painful keeping them on; everything in her told her to just rip them open and finger herself, but by what was surely a miracle she managed to keep the rest of her self control. And her dignity, since everyone was too drunk to notice her misbehavior.

Well, mostly everyone.

A single look shared with her husband told her everything she wanted to hear and more. 

With everyone passed out in their own rooms it was finally time for her to get her much needed due. She stripped off her strained dress, liberating a long belch in the process, and donned on a cute little red with golden trimming lingerie she'd gotten a long time ago that felt incredibly appropriate for the occasion. 

It was after all, the new year of the Dragon, and she would make sure to start it with a most powerful bang.

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SUPER LATE I KNOW BUT BETTER LATE THAN NEVER RIGHT

fun fact! baijiu is a traditional chinese liquor! i wanted to include some small details of chinese culture, mostly in the food, and while i knew that sake is traditional japanese liquor, and soju is traditional korean liquor, i had no idea what the chinese one was named. apparently, baijiu (also known as shaojiu), is considered to be the chinese equivalent of vodka! 

never thought being a nsfw furry artist would lead me to learn more about different cultures like this but honestly, reading about chinese liquors was fun! 

knowledge is power!

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[rainbowxocs]

Name: Johnathan Carter.

Special Titles: Vice President.

Username: theauthority

Nicknames: John, Johnny McChairboy.

Age: 48.

Pronouns: He/Him.

Sexuality: Gay.

Gender: Cis Guy.

Species: Human.

Disorders: PTSD, Autistic, Insomnia, Bipolar 1, BPD.

Active Addictions: Nicotine (Cigarettes.)

Recovering Addictions: Self Harm.

Religion: None.

Job: Vice President of New America.

Degrees: Has a A.I Engineering Degree.

Lives in: WV, New America, 3025.

Languages: French, English.

Height: 5’7”

Race: White.

Ethnicity: French.

Accent: Rural French.

Vehicle: Red Electric Car.

Weapons: Pistols.

Alignment: Chaotic Good.

Text Color: Red, All Caps.

Main Animal: Red Panda.

Main Hobbies: Video Games, Wood Carving, Computer Programming.

Favorite Drinks: Black Coffee, Strawberry Lemonade.

Favorite Meal: Pepperoni Pizza, Subway Sandwiches, Red Beans and Rice, Chicken Marengo, Mac and Cheese.

Favorite Dessert: Icecream Sundae, Red Velvet Cake, White Chocolate, Pound Cake.

Favorite Flower: Roses.

Scent: Old Spice Timber.

Handedness: Right Handedness.

Blood Color: Red.

Birthday: January 9th 2977 (Capricorn.)

Awareness: Not Aware (Effect: None.)

Theme:

Playlist:

Fun Facts: He actually DOES speak in all caps.

Special Interests: Virtual Reality Games

Stims: Lots of physical stims, Stress Toys, Tangles.

Stimboard: LINK

Moodboard: LINK

Fashionboard: LINK

Family:

Bradley Carter, Joanna Carter. (Parents)

Alexander Leverett (Adoptive Son)

Johnathan Jr. Carter (Son.)

Friends: Nova Star.

Romance: N/A.

Brief Personality: John is incredibly loud, it seems that he is always yelling, not in an angry way, he simply just has no volume control. He is incredibly passionate about things and genuinely cares a lot about his sons. He would die for you if you manage to get past his rough exterior. But he also has no time for anyone’s bullshit really.

Brief Backstory:

Johnathan had a very boring childhood. His parents left him to his own devices, which led him to have a very.. intense personality growing up. He’s always been very loud, wanting to be the center of attention always.

When he grew up, He began to dive headfirst into A.I, getting a degree in A.I engineering and eventually head starting the next generation of A.I, he wanted to be the very best in everything he did, perfect grades, perfect career, perfect inventions, perfect wife, perfect kid. And eventually this caught the attention of The President of New America.

She and Johnathan became… friends..? He wasn’t exactly sure what Maria’s true opinion was on him. But she loved his inventions. And eventually when The Incident happened she gave him leadership of “The Authority”, an organization solely created to stop the rise of A.I..

Johnathan did his job well, until he had to stop Alexander.. He genuinely did try to see Alex as nothing but a robot, but Alex was just a child, and he reminded him of his child. And eventually Johnathan was able to break free of Maria’s grasp and help Alex save the world.

He sometimes wishes he could have done his life differently. So that his sons could have a better life.

[unabashednightmarepizza]

hello!! congratulations on the 100+ followers <3 i was hoping to request an encanto matchup? preferably romantic-

i'm fifteen, genderfluid and im unlabeled sexualitywise. when feeling feminine i go by valerie, when masc i go by val and v when androgynous or unsure.

good things about me: i will listen to anyone's problems and offer advice if i can, i don't take anyone's shit and will throw hands if needed be and i give good hugs.

neutral: im quiet most of the time which is a good and bad thing, im really superstitious and i mumble and ramble under my breath a lot when nervous.

bad things about me: a hell of a lot of self doubt about everything i do, i have scoliosis and when my back gets too sore i have to use a wheelchair, extremely clumsy, and a ball of anxiety.

likes: reading, painting, dancing, singing, skateboarding, gardening, thriller movies, horror novels, theatre (especially broadway), swimming, photography and poetry.

dislikes: confrontation, being made fun of, when being told what to do, failure, not knowing who i am and the way i look.

physical:

im really pale and im rather short (5'3 - 5'4). im covered in freckles and have a birthmark across my neck and chest that looks like coffee stains. i have short hair (just above my earlobe and an undercut) which has been bleached to a light orange with red streaks. im thinking of growing my hair out and dying it back to my natural color (brown, almost black). i have narrow, dark brown eyes too.

fun facts:

- i have a spa day once a week to try and keep my skin smooth and just treat myself(don't tell my friends, i'd never hear the end of it)

- i babysit younger family members, dad's friend's kids and friend's siblings from time to time

- i volunteer at my local zoo!! the red pandas and reptiles are my favorites to look after. (im training to be put on full time and to join croc shows!! basically where we feed the crocs, show their bite strength and inform the audience of these beautiful, yet misunderstood creatures)

- i either want to pursue psychology, continue to work with animals or pursue dance!! (the last two would be difficult due to my scoliosis)

sorry if that was too much. don't forget to drink plenty of water !!

Hello bubs! I'm sorry it took me a long time to answer this, I've been focusing on my Demon Slayer series' and Camilo Fic lately and almost forgot I have two matchups!!! I hope you like it hon!

AND YOU ARE SO THOUGHTFUL I'M GONNA CRY! DON'T FORGET TO DRINK WATER AS WELL!!

I match you up with... 𝔐𝔦𝔯𝔞𝔟𝔢𝔩 𝔐𝔞𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔞𝔩!!

Okay before we start, we stan a respectful Queen here so Mirabel would be SO CAREFUL with your pronouns because she doesn't want to make you feel uncomfy uwuu

Mirabel desperately needs someone to ease her mind from all of her insecurities and you listening to her would mean everything to her! She would lay beside you with her head in your chest and listen to you listing everything nice about her with a huge smile on her face!

Also I highly believe Camilo is close with her so to win her, you also need to win him over. Like, he would stand before you, trying not to laugh while trying to look intimidating LMAO

But after that, congrats my friend! Now you have a third wheel in your relationship! He doesn't give a single thought though, always hanging out with you two... Like damn it, give me a break so that I can hug my girlfriend!!!

He would also accompany you with the throwing hands at Mirabel's bullies, be it adult people or not.

"Get the hell away from the love of my life ୧(๑•̀ᗝ•́)૭"

She can understand you being superstitious since her tío also is and will never criticize you for it! She might even indulge in your beliefs because she's curious!

She would look at you with adoration in her eyes while squealing inside because you look cute when you mumble to yourself! ( I understand you girl... I talk to myself whenever I'm stressed too😌)

Just like you, she would come running at your side whenever you have your own doubts. She may not fully understand your condition but that doesn't mean she wont try! She might even beg her mother to cook you something!

SPEAKING OF JULIETTA!! OMG SHE'D ACCEPT YOU AS HER OWN AS SOON AS SHE SEES THE HUGE SMILE YOU GAVE TO HER DAUGHTER!! 🥰😍🥲Agustin would try to give "the talk" but fail and just ruffle your hair, also accepting you.( QUEEN AND KING OF MY HEART💗💗)

She would get sad when she sees you in pain because of scoliosis and try to learn new ways to ease your suffering if it ever gets bad. Be it corsets, some herbs or medicine, she would run around the town to get what you need.

ANOTHER THEATRE KID IN THE FAMILY!! One of the reasons why Camilo loves to hang out with you. He would make you watch him or make YOU act while giving Mirabel an amazing show!

Mirabel also loves dancing so she loves twirling you around gently while having the time of her life. She would try to teach you dancing if you can't make the moves and encourage you to go on!

When you gifted a painting of her, she cried for an hour because damn she really does have a talented S/O!!

You also painted Casita too and showed it to the lively house which made the fountains work and open the tabs, almost making the whole house flood. From now on you're the other favourite!!

And don't get me started with the photograohy and poet one!! (Are you my long lost twin or something?) You would always wander around with a camera, taking photos. But at the end of the day, you would have cute and beautiful photos of your beloved with the sun shining on her skin, making her eyes twinkle in the rightest way... And if you ever gift them in a scrapbook and a poet you wrote while thinking about her... Well good luck with trying to calm her down because she's bawling her eyes out while trying to wipe her tears and snot away LMAO

Pepa and Julietta are actually jealous because of the amount of sappy shit you do together. They would look at their husbands dead in the eye and the men would cover in slight fear hehehe

I highly believe Mirabel also loves animals and you also loving to take care of them is a binus point from both her and Antonio! A picnic date while patting the little fur balls and birds etc... Perfect (✪ ω ✪)

Taking care of the young family members with face masks on? BRING IT UP!! IT'S SUCH A COZY SIGHT THAT IT WOULD MAKE EVERYONE SWOON AND...

Hahaha You're all so cute!! GI AND BE SAPPY SOMEWHERE ELSE! THERE ARE SINGLE PEOPLE HERE ~~ An angsty Camilo~~

DAMN IT I WANT SOMEONE LIKE HER

[quartings]

I ...didn't have a good time at all with Turning Red.

I know the movie's getting a lot of praise and if you do like it, I'll put the rest under the cut so I don't bother you. But for the few of you who also didn't like it, I hope this makes you feel less alone.

To avoid a worst-case scenario of giving away way more than I need to, I'll just say that as someone who grew up in Asia, this movie was relatable in all the worst ways.

I don't get why all movies about POC protagonists have to center around child abuse as a "quirky" and necessary part of the culture they're showcasing. As someone who's had to babysit a lot of kids with less than stellar parents, Mrs Lee's behaviour was all too familiar to me. And not in a "haha funny" way, but more like in the "this has deeply and permanently fucked up my friends and my brothers' friends on an emotional level and shouldn't be played for laughs" kind of way. I don't WANT to be reminded of being pressurized to get good grades under penalty of violence. I don't WANT to be reminded of being forced into childhood-consuming extra-curricular activities while the rest of my friends got to grow up normal and adjusted. I don't WANT to be reminded of being forced to sit at stuffy family dinners, and I don't fucking WANT to be reminded of being harassed by creepy, touchy, invasive family friends.

And the fact that they go the route of "Oh, you need to understand that your parents are abusive because they care and their parents were also abusive so it's fine!" just made me sick to my stomach. I've seen a lot of Latino Encanto fans joke about how painful it was that Encanto's message completely went over their abusive relatives' heads, and I feel like the exact same thing is going to happen for Chinese viewers now with this film. And movies like Coco, Mitchells Vs Machines, and the director's past work Bao all do the same thing of having the kid protagonists fully forgive their harshly abusive family just because they were kind of sad once, and it just really gets to me.

And so, I was just sitting in the theatre re-living my own past traumas, my friends' past traumas, and my brother's friends' past traumas, pretty much on the verge of my own actual anxiety attack (ironic, considering the themes of the film). And it hurt even worse to hear all the white people in the audience going "Haha the mom character is so quirky!!" and "Ooh, she's such a MILF!!". I have no clue what the heck is going on in Domee Shi's head, but I don't know why she's so hellbent on portraying possessive and abusive parenting as a wacky little privilege that white people should envy Asian people for enduring.

And I'm just... not looking forward to going to class and hearing so many of my friends go to me with "Omg! Did you see Turning Red?? You must have LOVED it because you're Asian too, right??" and "I wish I had an Asian family just like yours, that sounds like it would be so fun!!". Weirdly enough, I had to deal with stuff just like that from my white friends back in Asia too, long before this movie came out. At least those friends were understanding after I politely corrected them and explained my case, so I hope the same happens here too. I'm just glad that my two close friends who came to watch the movie with me had the same views and were sympathetic with me. If they also liked the movie and didn't get what I was going through, I would have actually started crying then and there from how alone that would make me feel. I can't believe a movie about accepting a monstrous side of yourself just made me feel even more isolated and like even more of a freak and a monster instead.

I just... this is why Kung Fu Panda 2 is one of my top movies of all time. Because it showcases all the loving beautiful parts of Asian culture without having to slap on a "LOL XD RELATABLE!!". Po's relationship with his dad is one of my favorite dynamics of all time, and the fact that they work hard to communicate through all their disagreements lovingly just makes me so happy. But because that movie doesn't have a human protagonist, it apparently fails at "representation" and so, shouldn't get the recognition that films like Turning Red are getting.

I'm not even going to bother making any comic about this, my day has already been awful enough. I'm just going to go watch a Kung Fu Panda or James Gunn project to feel better now.

[chatonne-rousse]

Great Minds (and Kind Hearts) Think Alike

Written as a gift for my sweet friend @sketchy-panda to celebrate a bunch of happy things in her life, as well as just because she's awesome. Inspired by this adorable piece of her art.

During a rooftop discussion about superhero merch while relaxing after patrol, Ladybug and Chat Noir each decide to share their favorite items with their partner. What results is an impromptu gift exchange that just might open the door to a whole lot more.

Read it on Ao3 here.

"My parents put us on the Christmas tree last year, Kitty! I had to see myself in the living room every day."

He bumps her shoulder with his. "And me, apparently."

"Yes, but your ornament was cute!" She flails her arms comically and he tries not to focus too much on the fact that she called his likeness cute. "Mine didn't even look like me."

"Would you have liked it better if it had?"

"That's not what I..." Ladybug scowls, but there's no real heat in her expression or her voice. "It was just weird."

"No, the baby onesie that I saw on an actual baby that said 'Meow, My Lady' was weird," Chat mutters. "I didn't even know any civilians had ever heard me say that."

Ladybug's surprised laughter rings out across the rooftop they're perched on tonight, loud enough to be heard from any nearby open window until she muffles the sound with her hand over her mouth. "And whose fault is that, you tomcat?" she asks through her remaining giggles.

He tries to pout, but her laughter is contagious and his smile breaks through. He chooses to ignore the jab at his vain attempts at flirting. Wooing is difficult business.

"The baby was cute, though. I had to take a picture with him."

"You had to?"

He shrugs. "That's a very small request, Bugaboo. I've encountered way worse. A few pictures? I don't mind."

She stares at him for a long moment, something unreadable in her gaze, before looking back over the horizon. "Have you ever bought any Chat Noir merch? You strike me as the kind of guy to have a bookshelf full of action figures."

He is the kind of guy to have a bookshelf full of action figures, and he definitely does, but he thinks of the drawer in his closet that's full of red and black, reminders of his beloved partner. There are far fewer items in black and green.

"I...have a few things. The action figures of us are really cool, actually. Didn't you always want to be immortalized in plastic as a kid?"

"Can't say I did, Minou." She bumps his shoulder this time. "I'll bet you had your supersuit all planned in your head already, didn't you?"

Not quite, but only because he never imagined himself as a cat-themed superhero. He has no intention of ever divulging the fact that his first real transformation sequence was anything but random. That secret is between him and Plagg, and he's not telling. Plagg probably will, but that's a problem for future Adrien.

She laughs again. "I'll take your silence as a 'yes'."

"I'll have you know, My Lady, that I have a carefully curated display of collectibles that are very valuable. And no, this—" he gestures from his cat ears to his steel toes, "was all spontaneous. Can't help it if I've got cat class and I've got cat style."

Ladybug shoots him a deadpan look that dissolves into giggles once more when he wiggles his eyebrows.

Success. He loves to hear his partner laugh, loves to make to his partner laugh. These are moments he wouldn't trade for the world.

"Well," she finally says after her laugher subsides, "the Chat Noir doll I saw in the market did not have cat style, so I made my own."

"Really?" His voice is soft with wonder.

"Yep! And a Ladybug doll, too." She casts him a sidelong grin. "They're a duo, you know. I couldn't have Chat without his Lady, could I?"

He wills himself not to cry. It takes three blinks and one shaky breath before he can respond. "You made them? Yourself?"

"Sure. It's not hard. All it takes is felt and thread and buttons for eyes. They're simple, but—" she shrugs, "I think they're pretty cute."

"Wow," he breathes. "You really are amazing, Bugaboo. They sound incredible."

His Lady seems to amaze him anew with each revelation she allows. He could count on one hand the things he knows about her, really knows, and those facts are tucked away and treasured. She's a whiz at video games. She babysits. She has a loving family. She listens to Jagged Stone. She loves animals.

"Thank you, Minou," she says softly, as the barest hint of a blush spreads to her cheeks beneath her mask.

His heart beats a little faster. His tongue feels heavier. He falls just a tiny bit more in love with her.

Ladybug fills the silence again. "Better than mass-produced action figures, for sure. More cuddle-able!"

That startles a laugh from him. "Is that a word?"

"It is now." She shrugs, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

"I'm telling you, Bug, those action figures are cool. I can't believe you don't have a set."

"Guess I need to go shopping."

"Yup," he responds with a decisive nod.

When they make eye contact, it sets off another giggle fit, Ladybug's shoulders shaking with mirth and Chat having to wipe the tears from his eyes. It's not even that funny, but it doesn't have to be.

Paris is quiet tonight, and his heart is light as he relaxes against the rooftop and laughs with his best friend.

*****

Four days later, when they meet up for patrol again, Chat Noir is surprised when his partner joins him carrying a gift-wrapped box. Especially since he himself is hiding a gift bag behind his back.

He sweeps into a bow as she approaches, straightening with an exaggerated wink. "Something for me-ow?"

Her expression morphs into one of longsuffering annoyance. "Well, it was, but I'm reconsidering."

"You wouldn't!" He gasps, one hand clutching his chest over his heart.

Her lips twitch into the beginning of a smile and soon the stillness of the nighttime rooftop is broken by their shared laughter again.

"For you, Chaton," she finally says with a grin, holding out the box.

He produces the gift bag from behind his back and presents it to her, the tissue paper fluttering in the night air. Her eyes widen with delight, and his heart sings.

The handoff is a quiet affair, a hushed silence of surprise settling over the moment as they sit cross-legged, facing each other.

Even the box is beautiful, he notes, wrapped in shiny black paper and adorned by a giant bow of vivid green with black paw prints. He knows, of course, what's in the bag she's holding in her hands. Could this box contain...? He doesn't dare to dream.

He looks up and nods at the bag. "Go ahead, Bug."

The tissue paper rustles as she removes it, trapping it under her foot to keep it from drifting away on the breeze. She takes one look inside, sees the label on the top of the box within, and bursts into laughter. "You didn't!"

Chat grins. "I did."

She pulls out the box to take a closer look. There are several options when it comes to Ladybug and Chat Noir collectible figurines, but this one is his particular favorite. They're sold separately, but he's always been partial to the 1st Anniversary Special Partners Edition, boxed together as a pair and made to wield his baton in his left hand and her yo-yo in her right, leaving them free to hold hands in the middle. Which the figurines' hands are molded to do, and how they're currently posed in the box. They can also stand alone, but there's just something special about the fact that joined hands are an option.

"Okay, Kitty, you were right. They really are cool." She points at the Ladybug figure. "This looks so much better than that Christmas ornament!" Squinting at the box to examine his figurine, she suddenly snorts a laugh. "Your hair looks like a bunch of bananas!"

"Hey!" He pouts, but he knows she's right. When he bought his own set last year, Plagg had made the same observation and laughed so hard he nearly choked on his cheese. He then proceeded to call him Bananoir for days, until Adrien threatened him with a month of Velveeta. The ribbing didn't really bother him that much - honestly, he had to concede the resemblance - because it was an action figure...of himself. No matter how many were produced, that fact would never not be incredible, and no amount of banana hair or cat god snark could diminish his excitement.

"Oh, Chaton, I'm just teasing. I love them." She beams at him, cradling the box with both hands. "Thank you so much."

"You're welcome, LB. I just...I thought it would be fun."

"Great minds think alike, it seems. Your turn!"

He glances down at the box in his lap and back at his partner. Her smile is bright, but her eyes betray a nervous anticipation.

"Bug, you know I'm going to love whatever this is, right?"

"I hope so. I made them myself."

His heart in his throat, he carefully slips the ribbon from the box and slices the paper with his claws. He can barely breathe as he lifts the lid.

His hunch (his dream) is confirmed when he finally sees the contents of the box. Nestled in a bed of tissue paper, side by side, are two handmade plush dolls, opposite in configuration to the action figures but with their soft little hands touching in the center just the same. Tears spring to his eyes unbidden, and he wipes them away quickly, partially out of embarrassment but mostly because he wants to see every detail with clarity.

The seams are pristine, the limbs symmetrical; the dolls are simple, but crafted with a skilled, sure hand. He picks up the Ladybug doll first, lifting it reverently from the box. Red felt with carefully-painted black spots form the doll's body, and her little black button eyes gaze up at him from a matching spotted mask. A sweet smile is the only other adornment on her face, but the doll is perfect without anything else. This is his beloved partner, created by his beloved partner herself. That alone is perfection to him.

He returns the Ladybug doll to the box and shifts his attention to his own likeness, resolutely ignoring the lump in his throat.

Equal in craftsmanship, the felt Chat Noir in his hands smiles the same sweet smile and looks at him with shiny button eyes from a black domino mask. Perched on his blond felt hair are two black cat ears, and a real bell is sewn at his neck. He gives the doll a gentle shake and the golden bell rings with a jaunty jingle. It's adorable.

Chat Noir is helpless to the grin that lights his face, looking up from the doll to his partner just in time to see that same joy reflected back in her own dawning smile. Warmth suffuses his chest, elation and love and an overwhelming gratefulness bursting firework-bright and making his breath catch.

He has never received such a heartfelt gift in his life. This eclipses the fine blue cashmere scarf his father gave him on his fourteenth birthday, folded in his closet and placed where he can see it every day. It's a treasure to him, and it always will be. But this, handmade just for him with obvious care by the person he loves most in the world? Nothing could come close.

"I don't know what to say, LB," he begins once he can finally speak, "They're...they're amazing. Adorable. Perfect." He takes a deep breath. "I'm fumbling this, but...thank you isn't enough."

Ladybug reaches out to place her hand on his knee. Even through two supersuits, the contact sends a shiver up his spine. Her expression is one of warm relief, clearly pleased with his reaction. "Thank you is more than enough, Kitty. It was nothing."

"Nothing?" he splutters. "These are far from nothing!"

"Oh, Minou," she laughs. "I meant that it was my pleasure. It wasn't difficult, but even if it was, you're worth it."

Do. Not. Cry. He thinks. He's been fighting tears since she handed him the box. Once he gets home, he's absolutely going to give in and sob while clutching them to his chest. He's man enough to admit that...to himself.

He takes several deep breaths and swallows against the lump in his throat as he arranges the dolls back in their tissue paper nest, making sure their hands are touching before replacing the lid on the box.

"Thank you, Ladybug," he says softly. "I love them. Us."

She pats the box still held on her lap. "And I love this version of us, too. Thank you for making sure I have the coolest action figures in Paris." After placing the box and the tissue paper back inside the gift bag, Ladybug stands and offers her hand to Chat to help him up. "Now, let's go stow these treasures and patrol. Last one to Sacre-Cœur has to buy the other an ice cream cone."

Still clutching the gift box under one arm, he watches her throw out her yo-yo to snag a distant chimney before she zips off with a giggle. He grins, shakes his head, and reaches behind him for his baton.

"That's my bug," he murmurs to himself, before setting off for home to secure the gift safely.

In a few minutes he'll rejoin his partner in a merry chase across the rooftops. He hopes the night remains quiet.

Chat Noir can't wait to buy ice cream for his Lady.

[flying-nightwing]

Fluff Alphabet - Jason Todd

Hello guys! This is my first alphabet because I saw everyone do it and i wanted in. I took this alphabet. I had a lot of fun to indulge in Jason, because well. Do I need to explain? 

Anyhow, enjoy this little thing inspired by my feelings for Jason Todd!

Disclaimer: This is my vision of the character and in no way an universal truth

Check out my masterlist in bio // pinned!

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)

Your eyes. Jason could get lost in them by a simple glance. They say eyes are the windows to the soul, and he found it to be very true the second he met you. He will sometimes doubt he’s worth your love, but your gaze is enough to reassure him at every turn. He also can’t get enough of that spark that lights up when he makes you laugh, it draws him in. Your eyes are so kind and loving, the rest doesn’t really matter to him.

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

Let’s be truthful here, Jason is terrified of having kids. Everytime the discussion gets even close to the topic of family, he gets vivid images of his own father with him and it fills him with dread that he'll end up just like him. Then, he thinks about his lifestyle and how just being the Red Hood (or having been, as a matter of fact) could endanger his family. But I think deep down he craves having a family, having kids (whether they’re biologically his or adopted), because he’s just that natural caring person.

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

Continuing on that natural caring person wave, Jason will usually cuddle as the big spoon. His large frame makes it ridiculously easy for himself to wrap around you completely, and he loves to see you curled up around him, safe and comfortable in his arms. He likes to know he’s shielding you from any potential danger, it just eases his conscience. But sometimes he’ll have a bad day, or a rough patrol, and he’ll wordlessly slip in your hold in bed. It surprises you every time how small he can make himself, with his head on your chest above your heart and latched around your waist holding for dear life. Then, he’ll rely on you to make him feel safe, and he’ll fall asleep like that (he also likes when you play with his hair when he gets like that).

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?)

Jason is insanely romantic, nobody can prove me otherwise. With the amount of novels and books he read, it would be hard not to know how to be an exemplary lover. However, doing grand gestures in public and/or expensive shits is not his style. So it isn’t rare to come back home from your job after a tough week, to see Jason lighting up candles on a rose petals covered table, smiling at you and telling you to get changed in your pajamas and relax a bit before he finishes cooking (probably one of you favourite meals, or something new he knows you’ll like to surprise you). Dancing on your building’s rooftop or driving outside the city to take a walk under the stars are also his ideas of dates. It’s always something private and meaningful and a proof Jason is a hopeless romantic.

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…))

“You are my reason to keep going on.” I believe at some point after he came back from the dead, Jason had a really hard time finding a reason to keep living (finding out he was replaced as Robin, that Batman didn’t kill the joker, etc…). He was in a really dark place and numb to everything. But then, he met you and suddenly life wasn’t so terrible. After a while, he even finds himself excited to get up in the morning (or early afternoon if he’s been on a long patrol) and smiling at random times. He wants to make an effort for you, because you deserve his best self and the least he can do is try (you still love him at his worst though, and he still can’t wrap his head around it but he’s insanely grateful for it).

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

One night, Jason woke up in sweats and screaming his lungs out. He had a nightmare where you were kidnapped and tortured by the joker the way he was; it was the first time you were the victim in his nightmares (usually it was faceless people or himself, and even sometimes his brothers. But never you). He found himself wanting to have you in his arms, needing to have you in his arms, and that’s how he knew it wasn’t just a crush anymore, that he was in deep with you.

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

People have this misconception that Jason is rough, judging by the everything about him. But you would have never foreseen him to be so delicate and gentle with you. He is very strong and can be rash sometimes, but with his lover, he is always careful. He has enough pain and hurt in his life there is now way he’d put the most important person in his life through that. You have to almost beg him to be rough with you, and he’ll only let go if he’s 100% sure you’re okay with it.

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

Absolutely. He’s not big on PDA but he always wants to hold your hand, especially in public. He can get uncomfortable if there are too many people around, and the little subconscious squeezes of your hand never fails to bring him back to reality and help him focus on you instead of feeling trapped. Also he’s afraid of losing you in a crowd, even if he’s tall and could spot you easily. So yeah, his hand in yours is a constant.

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

Depends on how you met really. It’s hard to say really, he might have seen you as an angel, or as a simple acquaintance until he discovered your character and you grew on him. He’s a versatile boy in the people he falls for.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

Not jealous per say, but insecure. Everytime he sees you talking with someone who seems to be (subconsciously or not) flirting with you, he gets this feeling you’ll suddenly realize you could do much better than him and leave him for someone less broken, less messed up than him. It creeps in his chest and hurts like a heart attack, and it only dies down when you inevitably come back in his arms and look at him like he’s your world. Then, the storm dies and he knows he at least got one more day with you. And as much as the idea of Jealous Jason showing you who you belong to (wink wink) is appealing, I don’t think it would happen unless it has been established both of you were into that kind of foreplay and he knows for sure you’re in for the long haul with him. Then it becomes a game rather than an actual insecurity thing.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

Jason’s kisses are soft and wholesome. You can feel every ounce of love and admiration he has for you, and even if they do get emotional or even dominant at some points, it’s never forecefull. Who initiated the first kiss is nebulous, I think it was more of a mutual thing than an unilateral decision. I like to think it happened in a magnet effect, where both parties met halfway because Jason is a very respectful person in general (except if you piss him off for real) and he wouldn’t make you uncomfortable by kissing you without your consent.

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

It’s gotta be you. Jason, who’s afraid of saying it and getting rejected/mocked would definitely not want to get his feet wet first (what if you laugh? What if you leave?). He will show it in his way, but he’d wait for you to say the words first. But once it’s out there? Hooty hoot. He’ll say it like a mantra. He’ll never ever stop saying it at every occasion he gets. 

M = Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?)

At the fair in your city. Spending the afternoon going from attraction to attraction, having fun in the small roller coaster you were pretty sure was one heavy loaded train away from toppling down. After sun down, you went from game booth to game booth, collecting small and colorful stuffed animals and eating everything sugary and fat you could get your hands onto. You were convinced you could beat the rigged shoot the duck game, and when you couldn’t, Jason stepped in and absolutely made the smug smirk drop from the guy’s face. You walked away with a giant Panda, sleepy as hell after you sugar rush, and Jason had to carry you out of the car bridal style. That picture you took on top of the ferris wheel is on his nightstand and is his favourite possession of his. 

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

No, he’s not that kind of guy. I think he’s much more into meaningful acts and gestures than buying your love. He would sometimes spoil you if the occasion came to it, but I don’t think he’d be the type to open up his wallet as a demonstration of love.

O = Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)

Aqua blue. No other reason than the fact it’s probably the color the most opposite to red. While he absolutely loves to see you wear red things (it drives him crazy in the sweetest way), he doesn’t want to associate you with the darkest part of him. You’re the beautiful blue to his glaring red, because you’re the best thing in his life and he wants to outline and highlight you out as much as possible.

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

I don’t think he has a signature pet name, he probably uses one that fits with the object of his affections and the history he has with them. He’d also be mindful of what you like and don’t like, and adjust them accordingly. 

Q = Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)

Libraries. The old ones that smell of paper and leather. The ones with the shelves that climb up to the wall and the old worn seats that are just perfect to sit into and read for hours. Jason loves a calm environment and a quiet victorian library does the trick just well.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

Read, cuddles, adult cuddles... ;) I think Jason likes rainy days because it gives him an excuse to spend time with you at home. He’d probably bake something in the afternoon and you might or might not turn it into a flour war, make a mess in the kitchen but make a bonding activity of cleaning it up after (he and you know when to be kids and when to be mature and you both respect the line, and that’s why it’s so fun). Rainy days are domestic days and nothing is more pure or adorable than domestic Jason. It’s a hill I’ll die on. 

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

That’s a tricky one, because when Jason spirals down he has trouble getting out by himself. But when you are down, Jason will go to hell and back to make sure you feel better. He’ll cook you your favourite thing, skip patrol to stay by your side, do a dumb tik tok dance to put a smile on your face or hear you laugh. He’d be attentive to your needs and do everything in his power to help you.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

Everything. Jason is a smart boy, he’d enjoy either talking about art, or about larger questions in the universe, or maybe about the birds that made a nest outside. Jason is incredibly easy to talk to when he’s receptive to the person talking to him, and that surprises anyone who knows him on the surface or less. 

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

Massages, but only by you. He trusts you, he is as comfortable as he can get with you seeing him shirtless with his scars (no professional masseur/se will ever get up close to him), and with you touching him in perhaps more sensitive or vulnerable places. He’d close his eyes and let involuntary moans when you’d unknot the tension in his muscles (and you’d secretly enjoy having such a force of nature all putty and soft under your hands). Then it’d be cuddle time and he would be relaxed as he’s ever been.

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)

That’s simple: you. You’re his beautiful partner, the only one he has eyes for, so the world should see how great you are. He’d find a way to place you in every conversation, whether it would be to point out that hey, you can do that too, or because he just can’t shut up about you. That earns him infinite teasing from his family on how soft he is for you, but he can’t bring himself to care because he loves you so much. 

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

Jason wanted to marry you, and you had talked about it enough as a couple that he knew you wanted it too. But he wanted to wait for the right moment and he couldn’t plan that. The proposal probably happened at an unexpected moment, like when you tried to make him soup when he got injured and ended up messing it up bad. You came back to the couch and apologized to him profusely, and with stars in his eyes he asked you to marry him. Or when one of his enemies tried to take you while taking out the trash, but you chucked the garbage bag AND the metal lid to them, and Jason got down on one knee the second you finished recounting the story, out of breath from running back inside. The wedding was a private affair (Roy was his best man) somewhere quiet and meaningful, without too many artifices or big set up. It was perfect for you two.

X = Xylophone (What’s their song?)

This is a hard one. I feel like Jason would be into soul/jazz, in the style of Marvin Gaye, Nat King Cole or Frank Sinatra. To some extent he is a very old school person, and I believe music is one of the topics that falls into that old school side of him. It’s just a feeling, it’s how I imagine Jason. Unforgettable by Nat King Cole would be his to-go song when it comes to you. 

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

Oh yea. Jaybird’s got the ring in mind as soon as he knew you were the one. See Wedding above.

Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

I don’t think he’d want a pet, because he can be absent often, or he wouldn’t have enough time. But if he’d have to, he’d get a cat, I think. Walking a dog morning and night would get a little bit much, especially since sometimes he might have trouble getting out of bed after patrol. But a cat, a rescue stubborn older cat who has seen others, that would be a match. The cat would be distant at first, but one morning he’d wake up with his grump of a feline curled beside his pillow and purring, or after a rough day the cat would bring him its toy and Jason would just. Cry. Because this little creature became his friend. And it’s so pure. (Also Jason building cat trees and climbing installations for the cat? Satisfying image).

[talkfastromance4]

sparks and surprises// Luke&Lily oneshot

just some family fun :)

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Lily and Posy were ecstatic about the upcoming holiday and the fact that it would be at your house. With Oliver being just shy of three months old, you didn’t want to take him out again after the weekend away. You spent the week before the 4th cleaning the house and picking up food from the store. 

On Saturday, Ashton and KayKay came over to pick Posy up for her karate lessons. She’s been on a kick watching Kung Fu Panda and would walk around the house ‘karate chopping’ the couch and kicking pillows while shouting ‘HIYAA!’ Ashton suggested taking her, there’s a studio next to his yoga class, and Posy was more than thrilled to be doing karate with her uncle. KayKay went along when she could and cheered Posy on.

You and Luke would alternate every Saturday to go watch her as well so one of you was still at home with Oliver. Sometimes Lily would go but she was always at Cory and Ella’s on the weekends.

“Go have fun and listen to your teacher, okay?” you told her kissing her cheek. You made sure her pigtails were tightened enough.

“‘Kay mama.”

“Is it alright if I take her for lunch afterwards?” Ashton asks, lifting her in his arms.

“Yeah that’d be great, thank you,” Luke says with Oliver in his arms. Ashton’s face lights up at his nephew. 

“There’s the little man,” Ashton smiles, reaching forward to stroke his cheek. Oliver stretches his arms up, his little face twisting from the touch. “He’s really getting bigger.”

“Yeah, he eats like his daddy,” you chuckle and poke Luke’s dimpled cheek. 

“All right, we should get going, huh little one?” Ashton asks Posy. “See you guys later.”

“Bye daddy!” Posy waves over Ashton’s shoulder. 

“Bye Pose!” he waves with a smile and then they’re out the door. He sighs. “Big cleanup day today, lovie.”

“I know. I’ll feed Olly and change him, then we’ll be out to help in the backyard,” you say, taking your son from Luke’s arms. “Hi sweet boy, did you sleep well?”

It was pretty warm out so you made sure Oliver had on a short sleeved onesie. You covered him in a blanket with a hat on and turned the small fan clipped to his carrier as you helped Luke with the pool. You vacuumed while he got  the leaves out from the top. You checked on Oliver multiple times but he seemed pretty content in his carrier. 

“I’ll get the tiki torches and line them around the pool,” Luke huffs, tying his hair in a bun. He tugged off his white tank top that had a sweat mark on the chest and tossed it to the grass. 

Your eyebrows raise in appreciation as he turns into the shed, his butt looks really nice in his black athletic shorts. Oliver makes some noise so you go to him immediately to see if he’s all right. When you reach in to check his temperature, his little hand grasps onto your finger tightly.

“I’m right here, baby. You’re doing so good out here, yes you are,” you coo at him and kiss his forehead. You sit down in one of the patio chairs when Luke emerges with about a dozen tiki torches. 

Watching him twist the torches into the ground, his back muscles flexing and glistening with sweat in the sun and his arms tightening leaves you hot and bothered. You’re transfixed by the power he wields in each one he places around the perimeter of the pool, your eyes moving over the slope of his back and you’re left with a wanting ache for him. 

“Are you all right over there?” he asks, strutting his way to you with his tank top in his hand. He just put in the last tiki torch and you shook your head from being frazzled. 

“Yeah, you just...you look so sexy right now, that’s all,” you shrug then look down at Olly who’s fast asleep. 

“I do?” he snorts resting his tank top around his neck, he uses it like a towel to wipe at his forehead. 

“Mhm,” you sigh, eyeing him up without remorse. 

His eyebrows raise and he glances at Oliver then back at you. “Care to show me how sexy I am?”

You lay Oliver in his crib so he can continue his midmorning nap and Luke is quick to drag you into your bedroom, his lips on yours. It’s been well over six weeks since your C-Section and you were given the okay to have sex again. 

“What time is it?” Luke mumbles, kissing your neck and pushing you to the bed.

“You have somewhere else to be?” you laugh then sigh when he starts to suck in your sweet spot. 

“I’m exactly where I need to be,” he groans when you dip your hand in his shorts and start to stroke him. “Ash and Po will be coming back soon.”

“That’s right,” you sigh and plop on the bed. You gaze up at him, his blond hair slipping out from his bun and he’s breathing heavily. You wiggle your fingers between his own and pull him down on top of you. “We’ll have to be quick then.”

He smiles before kissing you, his hand tugs your shorts down and he pulls himself out of his shorts. Your kisses are frantic and just as he pulls your underwear to the side, Oliver lets out a loud wail and Petunia barks at the front door. 

You groan at the horrible timing and Luke sighs on top of you. 

“We weren’t fast enough,” you sigh, letting him situate yourself and shoves himself back in his pants. 

“We’ll have some alone time soon, lovie,” he promises with a smile. He takes your hands pulling you in a sitting position.

“Mama! Daddy!” Posy calls.

You fix your hair and make sure your pants are buttoned and zipped before exiting the room to get back to your responsibilities.

***

It’s the morning of the 4th and you’ve just changed Oliver and put his blue overalls on with a red shirt underneath. Posy is wearing a blue dress with red sandals and you and Luke are matching in a red dress and a red tank top for him. Before your party, you’re all going to the parade in town where Cory and Ella will meet you with Lily and Violetta. 

“How hot is it outside?” you ask Luke, settling Oliver in his car seat. Posy is in his arms wearing white sunglasses. 

“Not too bad right now. I’ve got extra sunscreen in the bag and water.”

“All right, let’s go!”

Cory, Ella, Violetta, and Lily are already sitting down along the curb in their chairs. Lily springs up in her own blue and white dress to give you a big hug. Her hair is pulled back in a red headband. 

“Hi honey!” You hug her the best you can with Oliver in your arms, Luke and Posy are behind you with the stroller. “You did such a good job saving our seats for us!”

“Look at my necklaces!” Lily shows you the red, white, and blue beads around her neck. 

“Wow, you have so many! Hi guys,” you smile to Cory and Ella. Cory has Violetta in her arms and she’s in a white dress with a red bow on her head. 

“Po, I have some necklaces for you!” Lily runs to her sister and takes off two of her necklaces. “Aren’t they pretty?”

“Pwetty!” Posy gasps, touching the beads lightly with her fingers. 

You sit in the chair next to Ella smiling at Violetta, she’s chewing on her teething beads. Luke immediately requests a photo of all of you with Lily and Posy standing in front, their smiles wide and beautiful. 

“You need a family photo,” Cory says and takes Luke’s phone. 

You stand next to Luke pointing Oliver to the camera and Posy wants to be in Luke’s arms. Lily stands in front and you put your hand on her shoulder, all of you smiling. 

“Beautiful,” Cory smiles. 

The parade starts and the girls are excited watching the floats and bands go by. They’re especially excited when candy is tossed to them. Oliver does a decent job being content with the loud noise until the firetrucks and ambulances come by. 

Lily scrambles into Luke’s lap and he puts on her sound cancelling headphones she’s used since she was a toddler at his shows. Her small hands still hold onto the ear pieces and she watches the trucks drive by. Posy on the other hand is watching in awe and waving to the people inside. 

“Lily and I made cupcakes yesterday that we’re going to bring over,” Ella tells you.

“Oh, that’s great. When will you be coming by?”

“After Vi’s nap, she’s been having a hard time sleeping lately. How’s our little man doing? I love his overalls, he looks like a cute old man.”

“I know right?” you laugh stroking over his nose. “He’s doing good, eating a lot and he’s at the weight he should be.”

“Mama look at all my candy!” Posy runs up to you with her candy tucked in her dress like a sack. 

“Wow! It’s just like halloween!” you smile. 

When the parade is over, Posy is starting to get fussy too because you won’t let her eat her candy because she hasn’t had lunch yet. 

“We’ll see you guys later,” Cory laughs watching you all leave. Posy is wriggling in Luke’s arms nearing meltdown mode. 

Ever since her birthday she’s been having more meltdowns and you couldn’t agree more that it’s the terrible three’s and not the two’s. She’s learning how to test her limits with you and Luke and when it doesn’t go her way, she screams and does all the dramatics. 

Posy is still whining in the car and Oliver starts to whine now too because he’s hungry. Lily is holding her ears because Oliver’s cries increase.

“We’re almost home, sweets,” Luke says and turns into the subdivision. 

You’re trying to console Oliver by letting him suck on your knuckle but he just spits it out. You hate hearing your kids be upset. Luke parks in the driveway and you both scramble to get the kids out and your belongings. Luke takes Oliver and you carry a wiggling Posy inside the house. 

“I’ll feed him and then we’ll have a quick lunch I made for them this morning,” Luke says, opening the fridge and taking out Oliver’s bottle. 

Lily runs to her room to get away from the noise and you set Posy down on the floor. She literally collapses onto the floor, her face red and wet with her tears. You settle next to her letting her get her anger out. In a moment, she’s sniffling and coughs wiping at her cheeks. 

“Are you finished?” you ask gently and she nods. “C’mere by mama.”

You help her stand up and wipe at her wet face, brushing her hair away from her forehead. 

“Deep breath,” you say inhaling and she follows, then you let it out and Posy does as well. You repeat that three more times until her breathing is back to normal. “After lunch you can have one piece of candy, okay? We can’t eat candy for lunch. How about you go pick one out and I’ll get lunch started.”

“Okay mama.”

You’re gathering the lunches Luke prepared, ham and cheese sandwiches with grapes and applesauce. Lily comes running out and asks if she can help you, she’s always such a big help to you. Posy is playing with her toys in the living room when Luke comes back downstairs. 

“Daddy look!” Posy jumps up from her spot holding up the red lollipop she chose to eat after lunch. “I picked this for after lunch!”

“You did! I think that’s a very good choice, do you want me to hold onto it until you’re done?”

“Yeah!” she hands him the lollipop and he pockets it, giving you a wink. 

Posy climbs into her chair just as you set her plate of food down. Lily takes her place and the girls start eating. 

“Is he down?” you ask Luke moving to pick up the toys Posy was playing with. 

“Yup, hopefully he’ll sleep until people start coming.”

***

Your friends arrive right on time and are more than helpful with setting the food up outside and Michael has set up his music stuff in the corner. Lily and Posy are occupied by Calum and Ashton. Posy is showing off all her candy and practicing her karate moves with Ashton while Lily is telling Calum all about the parade. 

“You had your headphones on right?” Calum asks and she nods. 

“Yeah, they are too loud.”

“Do you have them for the fireworks?”

“In my room!”

Luke and Cory are manning the grill again, you decided on having chicken for dinner. Halfway through the party you go get Oliver and Michael comes over to say hi. You ask him how he and Crystal are doing with trying for a baby and he said they’re taking a break right now. They don’t want to stress about it too much. 

When it becomes dusk, Luke lights the tiki torches and the yard is in a fantastical glow. Posy keeps asking when the fireworks will be and you tell her it will be when it’s much darker outside. 

“Hey mama,” Luke murmurs in your ear, his hands wrap around your stomach. Ashton and Michael brought out the sparklers and were helping Lily and Posy with them. He kisses your cheek. 

“Hey,” you smile leaning into him. 

“Want to try and finish what we started yesterday?” his lips move to your shoulder and his kiss makes the strap fall down. 

“Right now?” 

“I meant later when the kids are asleep but if you want to try when the fireworks are going off...they’d mask how loud you are,” he teases. 

“You don’t want to watch the fireworks?”

“You’re the only firework I need,” he squeezes you.

“If Lily and Posy are okay during the show, we can try and sneak away,” you promise and turn around in his arms. His nose and cheeks are a little red and you touch his face lightly. “You got sunburned today.”

“So did you,” he glances at your cleavage where you see a very noticeable line. “I’ll have to rub aloe on you later.”

“Mm, that sounds nice,” you mumble and lean up on your toes to give him a kiss, your fingers tangled in his hair. He tastes like perspiration, a shot of tequila and Luke, your favorite taste. You get lost in his kiss and his arms wrapped around you. “Wanna slip away now?” you whisper, pulling away before you get too carried away. 

“I hope we aren’t too late,” a familiar voice says behind Luke. 

You both look at each other before turning around to see his parents and brothers standing there. Your mouth opens in a gasp and then Lily and Posy are running to Liz shouting ‘nana!’

“Oh hello my loves!” Liz exclaims hugging them both. 

“Mum? What are you doing here?” Luke asks tugging you along.

You’re all giving hugs and kisses and there’s questions about Oliver and why they didn’t tell you they’d be coming.

“Who cares, what a great surprise!” You laugh hugging Liz again. “I’m so glad you’re here, how long are you staying? Where are you staying?” 

“We rented a house not too far from here and we’re staying for the whole Summer.”

“The whole Summer?!” Luke’s eyes widen and he hugs his parents again. 

Lily and Posy try to get their attention but Jack quickly intercedes and asks them to show him how the sparklers work. The rest of the group come and say high and you gather Oliver in your arms so Liz can get a look at him.

“This is Oliver,” you smile and there’s tears in her eyes.

“Can I?” she asks, holding her arms out. 

“Of course!” you hand him over.

“He’s just darling, and he’s so strong! You just couldn’t wait to come into the world, huh handsome boy?” Liz coos rocking him. “He looks just like Luke.”

“I think so, too,” you smile, looping your arm around Luke’s waist. There’s a firework that goes off behind you, a sign from the neighbors that their show will be starting in about ten minutes. Lily clutches to your legs, covering her ears. “It’s okay, honey, we’ll go get your headphones.”

“Already got them,” Calum grins coming out from the house with the headphones in his hands. “Do you want to watch them with me, Lils?”

“Mama can I?” she asks looking up at you.

“Of course you can, go get your blanket to lay in the grass,” you tell her. 

“Help me pick a blanket, Cal!” She takes his hand and he follows her inside. 

You’re more than happy for Liz to hold onto Oliver while the fireworks go off, Posy is close to her sitting in Ashton’s lap. She’s chattering about her karate class and what happened at Disney World and that nana should come with next time. 

“I think that’s a great idea, bug,” Luke pinches at her cheek when he returns with a beer. He points at you. “Stand up.”

“What?”

“Up, lovie,” he smiles, pulling you up himself so he can sit in your chair. You place your hands on your hips. “Okay, sit down.” he pats his thigh and you sit down on his lap happily. “This is your seat for every firework show.”

You press your lips to his balmy forehead, it smells like sunscreen and the hot summer day that was today. 

“Guess we can’t sneak away now with your family here,” you mumble.

“It’s okay. If they’re here the whole summer, I’m sure we can go away for a night just the two of us,” he pinches your hip. 

“Maybe we could do a whole weekend?” you raise your eyebrows.

“You’ll be okay leaving Olly for a weekend?”

“Apart from me and you, I trust your mom. She had three kids of her own, you know.”

“Oh, I’m aware,” he laughs and gives you a kiss. “It’s a date, we’ll set something up.”

“Your birthday’s coming up,” you trace your finger along his bearded jaw. 

“Mm, that’s the best birthday present I could ask for,” he smiles. 

The fireworks start to go off and you look in the grass where Calum and Lily are, she’s sitting in his lap gazing up at the sky. He points to the ones way up and her mouth opens at the big ones. Posy is in Ashton’s lap and her commentary makes everyone laugh. 

“That’s my favorite! I love that one! Look Unca Ash!”

“I see! These are all my favorites, too,” he comments back. 

Then you look over at Oliver in Liz’s lap, she’s kissing his head and rubbing his back talking softly to him. You turn to Luke last who is already looking at you, his face lit up from the colors bursting in the sky. 

“I’m so glad I married you,” you tell him, pecking his lips gently.

“I’m glad you married me, too,” he grins. 

You relax against him and enjoy the rest of the display. Life is good and full of love.  

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[envythepalmtree]

I dunno if anyone suggested this before but, Shao May is always mistaken as a cat so I imagine that Al would be surprised to find out that she is, in fact, a bear.

May would reassure him that they weren't far off since the native name is "bear cat" if translated literally.

She, then, proceeds to show him the red pandas. She couldn't answer him when he asked, "So, are they cats or bears?"

Yeah!! Panda is 熊猫 and 熊 = bear, 猫 = cat!

And fun fact red pandas aren't cats or bears - they're in their own taxonomic family.

[calliecat93]

I might as well go ahead and finally talk about Turning Red. Due to my boycott, I didn’t watch the movie until June and at first I wasn’t sure what to think. It wasn’t bad by any means, but it was very different from what I expected. But after a few more views and letting it settle…

OH MY GOSH I LOVE IT!

The animation was great! I freakin’ LOVED the anime and 2D influences. I like the more varied styles Pixar’s starting to use with both Luca and this. The acting was really good. IDK if Mei’s VA has any previous acting experience, but she nailed it! And Sandra Oh as Ming was just a perfect mix of funny, dramatic, and grating. The look into Chinese culture and the Chinese community in Canada was so lovely to see. You can tell that Domee Shi poured all her love of her heritage into the film and it’s beautiful. The fact that this movie got away with some mild cursing and breakin up freakin’ periods and pads made my jaw drop. But I ain’t complaining. It’s near impossible to find children’s media that doscusses female puberty and I wish I’d had this as a kid back when I started. It’s super important to teach.

As far as the story and characters go, all was good! I freakin’ love Mei! I was worried she’d be the standard awkward nerd, but she is so outgoing and has the right mix of awkward but co fidence thay you’d expect from a 13 year old. She’s so relatable especially with her fears and later acceptance of her panda as well as wanting to please her mother but also do things she knows she won’t approve of. It is so insanely relatable. I can see a lot of people hating Ming because yeah she can be condescending, controlling, and has clear anger issues. But I think it’s clear that she does love her daughter and wants what’s best for her and everything she does comes from a good place. Also seeing that she herself is carrying trauma from her own mother and what happened with her panda again shows how much generational trauma can affect people like Coco and Encanto did. Mind needed to learn to let go a d let Mei be her own person. Mei needed to learn to not be afraid to be her true self and let it out and did so by coming to accelt her panda spirit, the first in her family since her ancestors to do so.

I LOVED Miriam, Priya, and Abby. The girls friendship in general is so freakin’ adorable and loving and it’s the kind of pure friendship I love~! I lived hlw the film emphasized that as impkrtant as family is, you also need other bonds and sometimes that support is more necessary than familial. I did not like Tyler however and I don’t think the movie did enough to make me like him by the end. 4-Town absolutely nailed the feel of 90’s/early 2000’s boy bands and their music has been stuck in my head for weeks. Ah, the memories. Also loved Mei’s dad and how quiet but supportive of Mei and Mind he is. These are the kinds of dads we need more of in the media!

It’s gonna be a while before I can rank Turning Red. IDT it’s quite in the Top 10, but it’s close. IDK if I even like it better than Soul or Luca, but it’s again a new Pixar release that I adore. I’m not interested in Lightyear, but I think they’re making a film called Elemental directed by long-time employee Peter Sohn (he also voiced Emilie in Ratatouille and Squsihy in Monsters University). And from the concept art, I am so excited for that one~! But yeah, I loved Turning Red! It was fun, amazing animation, great characters, and as per usual for Pixar a relatable, heartfelt story that hits all the feels. I very much recommend this one~! 4.5/5.

[sillysnack]

hello there, i was hoping to request an encanto matchup? preferably romantic.

i'm fifteen, genderfluid and im unlabeled sexualitywise (though i may be either omnisexual, bisexual or pansexual). i go by kris and val online but use kris and [REDACTED] irl

good things about me: i will listen to anyone's problems and offer advice if i can, i have a pretty good humour (im allowed to toot my own horn), i don't take anyone's shit and will throw hands if needed be and i give good hugs.

neutral: im quiet most of the time which is a good and bad thing, im really superstitious, i can be a bit dramatic, and i mumble and ramble under my breath a lot when nervous.

bad things about me: a hell of a lot of self doubt about everything i do, i can get so nervous to the point i throw up 💀, i have scoliosis and when my back gets too sore i have to use a wheelchair, extremely clumsy, i have sensory issues and im a ball of anxiety.

likes: reading, painting, dancing, singing, baking, skateboarding, gardening (i know the language of flowers), thriller movies, horror novels, theatre (especially lin manuel miranda, mans is incredible!!), swimming, photography and poetry.

dislikes: confrontation, discrimination, being made fun of, when being told what to do, failure, not knowing who i am and the way i look.

physical:

im really pale and im rather short (5'3 - 5'4). im covered in freckles (i like to think of them as stars and connect them like they're constellations) and have a birthmark across my neck and chest that looks like coffee stains (i get teased about it a lot so i wear a lot of turtlenecks and scarves). im pretty chubby, but im losing weight !! i have short hair (just above my earlobe and an undercut) which has been bleached to a light orange with red streaks. im thinking of growing my hair out and dying it back to my natural color (brown, almost black). i have narrow, dark brown eyes too. due to my scoliosis, im hunched over a lot, making me look shorter then i am.

fun facts:

- i have a spa day once a week to try and keep my skin smooth and just treat myself(don't tell my friends, i'd never hear the end of it. im normally the teasing friend, so they'd have a field day)

- im very interested in true crime. name any serial killer and i'd most likely be able to name all their killings 💀

- i babysit younger family members, dad's friend's kids and friend's siblings from time to time

- i used to volunteer at my local zoo!! the red pandas and reptiles were my favorites to look after.

- i either want to pursue psychology, become a florist, continue to work with animals or pursue dance!! (the last two would be difficult due to my scoliosis)

- i have a massive collection of crystals. my room is very shiny. my favorites are a peach aventurine in the shape of a mushroom and a bloodstone in the shape of a skull

sorry if that was too much. don't forget to drink plenty of water and take your time !! <3

notes: HI HI !! not sure if i did this right since this is the first matchup im doing T__T hope you like this !!

but i'd match you with MIRABEL!

while reading your ask, i was thinking "OHH you and camilo have sm in common" but then its like... oh you two have bestfriend potential and maybe mirabel would be a better match for you romantically :]

Mirabel asks Camilo about you one time (okay maybe it was, like, three times) and suddenly he pretends to be you. Mirabel slips up and calls you cute or smth and Camilo gets this brilliant idea to set you two up. so now you're also victim to camilo's shenanigans <3

"Camilo. If this is one of your stupid pranks again, I swear to God I am going to kill you."

"With what? Those crystals?"

Mirabel holds your hand gently and whispers, "We could go to the spa later to calm your nerves." You squeeze her hand and thank her.

i think u and mirabel would just be cute together, yknow. you two are there for each other all the time, mirabel knows how to calm you down esp. when you're too nervous to the point of nausea.

mirabel also loves exploring new interests. when she found out you used to volunteer at the local zoo, she knew you had to meet antonio. you quickly got along with mirabel's favorite primo (don't tell camilo, or do tell! mirabel enjoys teasing camilo with you!) and it's her favorite thing in the world to see her s/o get along so well with her little cousin.

mirabel loves listening to you talk about your interests. you slept over at casita once and the two of you spent the whole night talking about true crime, then your collection of crystals, all your interests. dolores overheard a few of your conversations & thinks you two are a cute couple :)

mirabel also likes dancing with you, she makes sure the two of you don't overdo it though so nothing bad happens to your back !

she has an outfit that matches the color(s) of your hair and its so... so beautiful. the top is white but has your favorite crystals (the peach mushroom aventurine + skull bloodstone) embroidered on it. plus something that's related to true crime (a knife ? perhaps !)

her skirt is light orange with embroidered red pandas around it. mirabel gave her all into making this outfit. she wants to show to the world how much she loves you !!!!!

regarding PDA, most that mirabel does is hold hands with you + an occasional kiss on the cheek or on your freckles if she's feeling extra happy. only if you let her, of course.

^^^ ADDING ON TO THIS !!!! mirabel LOVES doing dramatic scenes with you in public 😭😭 especially in the middle of town. you two could enact a whole romance story and the townspeople would know, "Yeah. this happens all the time." its her way of encouraging u to showcase your talents with other people !! of course, if you didn't want to put on a show in public, she'd be okay with it! you two can have your own little show at home :)

mirabel is very willing to give you reassurance 24/7 and would do anythingg to make you feel loved. she isn't really one to fight people but if someone talked shit about you, Bring It On.

i think i could add more but i'm really sleepy HAHAHA i really hope u liked this !!!!!!!! matchups r kind of fun. might do more of these

[halcyon-writings]

Gift Giving

a very, belated gift for emmy, bb ily!! @storiesthatneedtobewritten​ / @seashellsandshores​ pls check her out, her writing is amazing and she is an equally wonderful friend (I also wasn’t sure which was your main main writing blog now so I tagged both just in case fjdksfjksd!! again tysm for the gift and I hope you enjoy this one!) 

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It was rare for Megumi to panic, much rare to see him all but pacing around the dorms, eyebrows furrowed in deep concentration and hands wringing almost nervously.

Gojo hadn’t even gotten an answer from him when he asked, well if you counted teasing the poor curse user as asking then sure.

In turn, the lack of any idea on what to do only served to frustrate Megumi further. While it had been sometime since he had seen you, as you were on your own assignment for the school and so you were out of Japan, he had wanted your reunion to be special at least. And while you would not be home in time for Christmas, he still at least wanted to give you something special. He had already gotten his sister her gift, leaving her flowers alongside it.

Flopping back onto his bed as he stared at the ceiling, he blinked once, then twice. 

And then a third time. Before his eyes widened and he sits up at a near dizzying speed. Something homemade would be a lot more sentimental right? Of course it would. Wracking his brain for any ideas, Megumi makes a quick note of whatever he needed, wallet? yes, phone? also yes. Shrugging on a coat, he was quick to make way to the outer hallway. 

Passing by Itadori and Kugisaki who only stare at their classmate’s back as he rushes past them. He hears Kugisaki call out to him, which he quickly waves off. “I’ll be back.”

-

The shopping was as difficult as he thought it would. People bustling around for the new years and whatever other gifts for last minute Christmas gatherings, among friends rather than family from what he gathered. 

But no matter, with bag in hand, as he jogged up the steps to the school, Megumi was fairly certain that if he stayed up long enough, he could get this done. 

Which of course meant that by the time it got to midnight, Megumi had already fallen asleep, your gift in his hands, not wrapped, but fortunately complete. 

-

You shudder as the cool air hits your face the moment you exit the car in front of the school. 

“Thank you Ichiji-san,” You bow, before giving the man a small smile, he only bows in return, after all, you were one of the few among the sorcerers and students who hadn’t constantly given the man heart attacks, so at least you could brag about being a favorite.

“It’ll be late, so please head on to rest,” He quickly adds.

You nod, “Of course, happy holidays.”

“And to you, ___.” You wave as the car begins to drive off, turning around and sighing as you begin to make your trek up the stairs. Why couldn’t they get something more efficient?

The walk to the dorms thankfully wasn’t so far from the main building, and you peer over, seeing the one room light open. It was probably Yuji or Nobara still awake, with a small shake of your head you laugh slightly, always the energetic pair. 

Adjusting your bag over your shoulder once more, you continue forward. While you probably could have went to your room to drop off your things, a part of you did miss seeing your friends. 

You knock twice, and you’re greeted by a very festive looking Panda. 

“Oh! ___! You’re back!” At his announcement, you hear the other students coming by, and you’re quickly pulled in. The cold of the outside being replaced by the warmth of the room’s atmosphere. 

“So, how was it? I wanna go to France,” You hear Nobara mutter the second half with slight envy, making you laugh a bit. 

“Well, the curse part I could do without,” You answer, “But otherwise it was fun. Although, I did bring something back.” At this, you see them, even Maki showing the slightest interest despite her exterior, and you smile. Before you look around the room. 

“And Megumi?” You tilt your head curiously, “Is he okay?”

Yuji and Nobara share a look, that you’re quick to make note of in the back of your mind, before Yuji answers, “He decided to head in early, said he was tired.” But noticing the way he fiddles with his hands, he left something out.

However, you nod, not wanting to ruin the mood, “Ah that’s okay. I can give him his gift later. But, what about you guys? Anything fun happen while I was gone?”

And so, you were filled in on the antics that included different curses, Gojo-sensei’s usual antics, which in turn meant, you didn’t miss a lot. 

However you were still curious about what Megumi was doing, But you were still a little tired. Flying for a good amount of the day and travelling from the airport to the school took a bit out of you. So you say your goodnight, before heading back to your dorm. You leave your bag, dressing in more comfortable clothes, before deciding to see Megumi, at least to let him know you were back.

The door was unlocked, the wood creaking as you tried to open it quietly, your shoulders sag. 

Being the light sleeper he was, your boyfriend already rolls over, one eye opening slowly, and seeing that it’s you, it closes, before both eyes open quickly, sitting up in a panic.

“___?!” 

“Yes that’s my name?”

At a small pause, as he ends up laying back down one hand rubbing his temple the other keeping something behind him.

“I, for one, thought you’d be much happier seeing me,” You sniff, “But fine, I can just leave your gift to Gojo-sensei.”

“No, no, it’s not that,” He yawns slightly, “I just, I had a plan you know? I didn’t expect you to be back until tomorrow, or today rather.”

You shrug, “Yeah, me too.”

Megumi doesn’t meet your eyes, so you move to sit at the edge of the bed, peering down.

Only to realize that the reason he wasn’t looking at you, was so that you didn’t see the flush on his face. As his hand brings what he was hiding. 

Something with yarn? You take the gift gingerly from his hands. Warm and soft, since he had accidentally fallen asleep after making it. 

While sure, some loops here and there were slightly different sizes, the fact that he tried to make something for you was far more important.

“This...”

“It’s not the best,” He interrupts, only to rub the back of his neck, “I thought you’d like something more practical so I tried to follow instructions on how to make a scarf with it.” You nod.

But hearing his tone you frown, before wrapping it around your shoulders, looping it one more time. While it was a bit, longer than a normal scarf, to you it didn’t matter. 

“It’s perfect.”

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extra:

“You know, when I asked Nobara and Yuji about you, they got really shifty you know? I thought something worse had happened.”

At this, an annoyed expression grows on his face, “I just told them I was busy, they’re the ones who wanted to know all about it.”

You laugh, and the annoyance is quick to leave his face. 

“Alright, it’s late, so I’m gonna head back,” You move to stand, but his hand takes hold of your own before you can, “Megumi?”

He looks down at his lap, but you can see hints of red at the tips of his ears, “You can stay, if you want. I can scoot over.”

You smile softly, “Alright, scoot over then.”