#i used the traductor of google this time

[trashyswitch]

Cozy Snuggles & Cheerful Cackles

Mario, Peach, Luigi and Daisy are walking around the pink, precious snowy area known as Fluff-Puff Peaks. While the others are having a snowball fight, Mario offers Prince Florian a warm spot in his shirt. But Mario quickly begins to regret this when Prince Florian's mischievous side starts to come out...

This fanfic was suggested by my hispanic friend Loody! ¡Espero que estés pasando un día maravilloso! ¡Gracias por las reflexivas palabras! Me ofrecería a traducir toda la historia al español, pero... el traductor de Google no es del todo confiable. Así que me disculpo.

But despite that, I hope you enjoy!

Mario, Peach, Daisy and Luigi were walking around the Fluff-Puff Peaks. It was a wintery landscape with fluffy, pink clouds in the sky. It was absolutely gorgeous to look at. The fluffy clouds reminded him of pink, fluffy sweaters that were meant to keep you warm while you were playing in the snow. Though Mario was used to this amount of snow, seeing the snow mixed with all the pretty pink clouds made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside. 

…Or maybe that was because Prince Florian happened to be snuggled up against his neck…

“You comfy, Florian?” Mario asked. 

“Mm hmm…” He mumbled softly. 

Mario chuckled at his soft response, and kept walking. Despite the red man being quite underdressed for the cold, Mario was surprisingly comfortable. It was cool for sure, but it didn’t make him chilled. It felt rather nice, actually. 

“Awww…” Peach giggled into her glove and pointed to Florian against his neck. 

“I gotta say, I am having so much trouble finding out who’s Prince Florian’s favorite.” Daisy teased, nudging Peach. 

Mario rolled his eyes at her and looked down at Prince Florian. “You’re just jealous.” Mario teased, looking up at Daisy with a smirk. 

Daisy gasped and huffed. “Jealous?! Why, you little-” Daisy gasped and froze suddenly as she felt something cold hit her on the back. She suddenly looked at the person behind her out of the corner of her eye, and scowled. “Do it again…” She warned, before turning to face her new foe. “I dare you.” 

The green twin smirked and threw another snowball at her, landing it on her chest. Daisy looked down at the snow that now coated her chest, before looking up at Luigi with an evil, mischievous smirk. She picked up some snow and turned it into a ball. “So that’s how it’s gonna be?” She asked, before throwing the snowball at him. 

Luigi covered his face with his arms, stopping the snowball from exploding on his face. He picked up some more snow, and made a snowball. “I challenge you to a duel!” He declared, pointing to her with the snowball in his hand. 

His confidence was quickly rescinded thanks to a single snowball to the chest. “Challenge accepted!” She yelled back, before throwing two snowballs at the exact same time towards him. Luigi squeaked as both the snowballs hit his back. A snowball fight had quickly commenced. 

Mario shook his head with a chuckle at his brother’s mischief. 

Peach giggled with her hand over her mouth. “They’re always getting into trouble.” She reacted. “I’m surprised you’re not joining them.” She admitted. 

Mario pointed to Prince Florian. “No way I’m throwing snowballs if he’s sleeping on me.” Mario told him. 

Peach smiled. “I can take him, if you want.” Peach offered. 

“The prince? Or Luigi?” Mario asked for clarification. 

Peach giggled. “The prince. Then you can take care of Luigi.” She replied. 

Mario waved his hand. “Nah…I’m alright to watch. But you should join in.” Mario encouraged her. 

Peach smirked. “You know what? You’re right.” She replied. She picked up some snow, turned it into a ball and threw it at Daisy. 

Daisy turned around the moment she felt the ball hit her arm. “Finally decided to join in, toadstool?” She asked with a smirk, throwing her snowball up and down like a baseball. 

“You bet, carrot top.” She replied, molding her snow into another ball. 

“CARROT TOP?!” Daisy reacted. 

Luigi snickered a little bit. “Careful calling her that…I made that mistake once, and only once.” Luigi warned. 

While the playful snow fight continued, Mario carefully sat himself down in the snow and watched Prince Florian for a bit. Though he knew the prince would wake up when he heard the commotion, he still found him rather endearing when he was asleep. He was the sweetest, most gentle little wiggler he’d ever met…and he’d come across thousands of wigglers in his lifetime!

Soon, Prince Florian started to wake up. He fluttered his eyes open, and looked up at Mario. “Hi Mario.” He greeted. 

Mario smiled. “Hi Florian. Sleep well?” He asked. 

“Mhm…” He admitted. “It’s getting cold though…” He admitted. 

Mario hummed and unbuttoned his shirt slightly. “Wanna hop in?” He asked, opening his collar slightly. 

Prince Florian widened his eyes and smiled brightly. “R-Really?! Are you sure?” He asked, slightly hesitant. Mario nodded his head. “I’m sure! It’ll be extra warm and cozy there.” Mario told him. 

Prince Florian clapped its hands together. “Okay! Thank you!” He crawled into the collar and down his chest to his heat-radiating belly. 

Mario tensed up and jumped slightly. He anticipated his crawling to be somewhat ticklish, but knew he would stop and curl in a few seconds later. 

From inside, Prince Florian felt like he was being coated with the perfect amount of warmth. “Wow! I see what you mean!” Florian reacted before shoving his face deep into Mario’s belly like a curious dog. 

Mario jumped and let out a full bout of laughter. “eeEK! BAhahahaha! C-Cahahareful, it tickles.” He told him. 

Prince Florian lifted his head up with wide eyes, the red shirt covering his head like a hat. “You’re ticklish?!” Prince Florian asked with excitement dripping from his voice. 

Mario bit his lip. “Yeah, a little. So please be careful.” Mario told him, slightly nervous, but trusting enough to leave him be. Florian was a sweet prince, who most likely wouldn’t tickle him unless given permission…or so, Mario would like to believe. Surely he’ll be careful now, right?

Prince Florian snuggled his face into his belly and made himself still. He couldn’t fully understand how someone could radiate so much warmth…he was like a living campfire! And boy, was it a delight!

But what was more of a delight, was that his human campfire…was very ticklish. And though Mario told him to be careful, he never did say how long he had to be careful for. So by that logic…Prince Florian could be careful for only 10 seconds, before unleashing the ultimate tickle attack on him…and he would still be considered perfectly innocent. 

That sneaky little wiggler…Mario had no clue what was coming…

…That was, until he heard a gasp followed by a surprisingly large raspberry against his belly! 

“eeEEHAAAHAHAHAhahahaha!” Mario’s back flopped to the ground as he held his head with his right hand, letting out surprising bouts of laughter. “HEhehehey! Whahahat ahahare yohou-” Mario gasped as another raspberry filled his ticklish belly. “NAHAHAHahahahahaaa! Ihihi sahahaid behe carefuhuhul!” Mario told him. 

“But I WAS careful!” Florian reacted. “But you never said I had to continue being careful~” Florian reminded him.

Mario’s laughter turned into giggles soon after. “Keheep doing that, and you’ll lose your warm spot.” Mario told him. 

Prince Florian smirked and poked his belly. “You should’ve thought of how ticklish you were, before showing me the warm spot.” He reminded him. 

Mario jumped and chuckled with his right eye closed. “Ihihi thohought yohou'd be cahaharefuhul.” Mario admitted. 

“Well, that was your first mistake.” Prince Florian said with a smirk before blowing another raspberry onto his belly. 

“WaitWAIT-WAAHAHAHAHAHahaha!” Mario cackled, rolling onto his left side and kicking his feet a little bit. “F-FlohorianholdoHOHOOON! eeEEEHEHEEEHEEHEEK!” Mario squealed and giggled, shaking his head and covering his mouth with his right hand while pounding his fist into the snow with his left. 

“Aww, what’s going on over here?” Peach asked, sitting down on the right side of Mario. Apparently their snowball fight had stopped the moment Mario’s laughter filled the air. 

Luigi noticed the bump in his shirt. “Looks like the prince made himself comfy on his belly.” Luigi teased, poking Prince Florian’s back from the outside in. 

Prince Florian jumped and laughed. “I know you’re there, Luigi!” Prince Florian reacted before resuming his tickle attack on Mario.

“Mario’s ticklish?!” Daisy reacted, kneeling down and watching Mario wiggle around in the snow. “How have I never known this?!” Daisy asked next, shocked. 

Peach smirked. “I guess so.” She replied. 

Luigi laughed. “Hey Florian: A little word of advice from his evil twin brother:” Luigi mentioned, looking at Mario. 

His smirk brightened the moment he saw the slight glare that filled Mario’s eyes. “DOHON’T YOU DAHAHARE!” Mario shouted. 

“The left side of his belly is much worse than the right.” Luigi said. 

“LUYOU-GAHAHAhahahaha!” Mario shouted, before falling back into more laughter. 

Peach giggled and poked his right side. “Is that so?” Peach asked. 

Mario jumped. “Peachdohohon’t!” Mario giggled. 

Luigi raised his eyebrow at Peach. “Do you realize you’re poking the wrong side?” Luigi asked. 

Peach smirked. “Yeah. Maybe I wanted to~” She teased. 

Luigi chuckled and looked at Mario’s belly. Just seeing his brother’s belly had immediately helped him remember something. “Oh, I forgot! His belly button’s pretty bad too.” Luigi mentioned. “Dad would always tickle right where his belly button was, anytime he was reaching up to grab something or hold something up.” Luigi added. 

“LU SHUHUHUT UHUP!” Mario shouted. 

“Thanks, Luigi!” Prince Florian took in another deep breath and blew another raspberry specifically on top of his belly button. 

“DOHON’T- HAHAHAHAhahahaha!” Mario cackled, trying not to hug his own belly for fear of squishing the Flower Prince. 

“Taking my advice already?” Luigi asked Prince Florian. 

Prince Florian giggled. “You bet!” He replied proudly. “How did you know!?” He asked next. 

Luigi chuckled. “Eh…Just a hunch.” Luigi mentioned. 

Daisy laughed a bit when she saw how flustered Mario was getting. “His cheeks are almost the same shade as his shirt!” She reacted. 

Luigi chuckled. “Yeah…he gets like that. He was teased about his rosy cheeks all throughout middle school.” Luigi said as he poked Mario’s cheek playfully. “And I believe throughout high school too.” He added.

“Yohohohou’re thehe wohohohorrst!” Mario complained. 

Peach smirked and picked up Mario’s wrists. “How bad are his armpits?” Peach asked, looking over at Luigi. “PeachNO-!” Mario yelled, pulling on his hands.

Luigi snickered. “Not as ticklish, but still pretty good.” He replied eagerly. 

Peach shrugged her shoulders and gently dug her left fingers into his left armpit. “Good enough for me.” 

Mario squeaked and snorted, before giggling a little louder. “Wahahait-HAHAhaha! Nohohohoho!” Mario giggled. 

Luigi hummed and snapped his fingers when he heard the snort. “Right! I forgot to mention too: He also snorts when tickled long enough.” He explained. “Mario turns into a giggly little mess when his armpits are touched or tickled.”

Mario giggled and kicked his feet, tugging on his arms. “Shuhuhuhut uhuhuhuhup! Yohohohou guhuhuhuys suhuhuck!” Mario whined. 

Luigi just chuckled at his brother’s failure to stop him, before poking his vulnerable upper ribs. “Come on, Mario. Is it really that bad?” He asked with a mix of curiosity. 

Mario nodded his head mid-laughing fit. “Yehehehes! Whahahahat dohoho yohou thihihihink!?” He reacted. 

“I don’t know…it doesn’t look ticklish enough.” Luigi teased, before poking his upper ribs again. “Want some help, royal tickle monsters?” Luigi asked. 

Peach looked at Luigi, slightly worried. “I don’t know. I think he’s laughing enough.” Peach admitted. 

“I guess…” Luigi muttered. 

“He could be laughing harder though.” Daisy added. 

Daisy’s words reminded Luigi of something extra. He hummed and looked at Peach and Daisy. “Have you ever heard Mario cackle before?” Luigi asked. 

Daisy gasped. “No, I haven’t! Does he cackle like a witch?!” She asked excitedly. 

“Not quite…” Luigi responded. 

“Aww…” Daisy muttered, disappointed. 

“But he does have an amazing cackle.” Luigi added. “Getting him to snort is pretty good. But getting him to cackle?” Luigi smirked. 

Mario groaned. “LUIHIHIGI SHUT IHIHIHIT!” Mario shouted. 

Luigi snickered at Mario’s outburst. “You get him to cackle, and you will have hit the biggest Mario-themed jackpot known to mankind.” Luigi explained. 

Peach giggled. “That is pretty tempting…” She teased.

“Let’s do it!” Daisy reacted, throwing her fists in the air. “How can I help?” she asked. 

Luigi smiled and got up. “You can tickle him. I’m just gonna watch and give my two-cents.” Luigi told him. 

“Really?” Prince Florian asked, popping his head out from the right, lower side of Mario’s shirt. 

Daisy raised an eyebrow as she went for the other armpit. “You’re giving us all this advice, but you’re not even gonna tickle him yourself?!” She asked, surprised. 

“Nah.” Luigi replied. “Just telling you all that has already earned me a good 30 minutes of tickles. So if I were to tell you all that AND THEN tickle him-” 

“YOHOHOHOU’LL BEHEHEHE DEHEHEAD! YOHOHOU’RE DEHEHEAD!” Mario shouted at him. 

Luigi pointed to Mario. “See? He’s gonna only worsen his punishment on me if I tickle him as well.” Luigi responded to the princesses. 

“But if you’re gonna get tickled anyway…” “FLOHOHOHORIAN-” 

“Don’t interrupt, Mario.” Prince Florian poked his right side, leaving Mario laughing all over again. Then, he looked back at Luigi and continued. “But if you’re gonna get tickled anyway, then why not risk it and help out?” Prince Florian asked. 

“He has a point, Honey.” Daisy replied. 

“There’s no point! You’re so close to getting him to cackle.” Luigi told him. 

“We are?!” Peach asked. 

“PLEHEHEHEHEASE-!” Mario shouted. “IHIHIHI’M GOHOHONNA DIHIHIEEEHEEE!” Mario shouted. 

Florian gasped and snuggled himself back into his red shirt before blowing one more big raspberry onto the left, most ticklish side of his belly. Mario gasped and squealed loudly…“AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA-” He laughed loudly, before finally letting out a long bout of cackly laughter. 

“There we go!” Luigi reacted, before clapping his hands and laughing himself. “Yohohohou dihihid ihit!” He added.

Daisy paused her tickling and stared at Mario with shock in her eyes. “Oh wow…He sounds so happy!” She reacted.

Peach had gasped and stopped her own fingers. Slowly, a little warm expression filled her face as she held her chest, almost as if experiencing cuteness overload from his cackles alone. 

Florian had climbed out of Mario’s shirt and was currently clapping his front paws with a big smile on his face. “What a laugh!” He reacted, laughing himself. 

Luigi was smiling brightly, bursting into louder laughter. “Ohoho mygod…” He hung his head and held his knees as he let out another bout of laughter. “His laugh is the best…” He muttered to himself mid-giggle, rubbing a tear from his eye before bursting into another fit of laughter. 

“I’ll say! I love it!” Prince Florian reacted.

Daisy was looking at Luigi, poking his cheek. “Oho my gosh! I didn’t know the jackpot included some squeegee giggles!” Daisy reacted. 

Luigi squeaked as his cheeks grew red in mere seconds. “Dahahaisy shush!” Luigi reacted, pushing against her cheek.

Daisy just laughed at his reaction. “Cutie~” She teased, poking the side of his temple gently.

Luigi calmed his laughter down, before looking down with a flustered little pouty face. This only made Daisy laugh even more. 

Meanwhile, Prince Florian sat down beside Mario. “You okay?” He asked, placing a hand on Mario’s belly. Mario jumped and hugged his side, pushing Florian’s paw away. “Dohohon’t tohouch. Ihit still tickles.” Mario reacted. 

Florian smirked and poked his side a couple times. “Oh really?” He asked. 

Mario pushed his paw away and pointed his index finger at him. “Don’t you start.” Mario warned with a smirk. 

“Or what?” Florian asked. Mario grabbed Florian, laid him on his back and tickled his belly. “Or I’ll get you back.” Mario declared. 

“eeEEHEHEEEK HAhahahaha!! Mahariohoho!” Prince Florian reacted.

Meanwhile, Peach was giggling and still looking at Mario with the most love-struck look you had ever seen. Mario’s laughter, mixed with Mario’s mischief and playfulness towards Florian…was making her experience those special feelings she rarely ever felt. 

Daisy had quickly noticed this, and gently punched her shoulder. “Look at this lovey-dovey goon. Does Peachy-poo have a crush on Mario?” Daisy asked. 

Peach gasped and held her shoulder. “What?! No!” She attempted to argue, but to no avail.

“Oh really~?” Daisy poked her cheek. “Cause that face is something me the whoooole truth.” She teased. 

Peach grunted and started poking and squeezing Daisy’s sides and belly to get back at her. “Says the one with the biggest crush on Luigi.” Peach teased. 

“eeEEK! NOHohoho shuhut ihihihihihit!” Daisy reacted. 

‘Not until you do, flower-face!” Peach teased, poking her a few more times…only to get snow shoved into her face by Daisy. Only THEN did Peach stop her tomfoolery. 

Though, let’s face it: the entire clan of heroes are a bunch of playful hooligans who will always take a moment to play around and tease each other. After all: what’s an adventure without a little harmless fun?! 

[dannymultipersonaje]

OMG what's happening me? | OH dios que estoy haciendo, si se que no es la traduccion correcta

I'm thinking (I must be doing my Cinematography Theories homework) what if Transformers were actors and all we watch are series? and I'm talking about the CYBERTRONIANS ARE REAL ACTORS (like "Who Framed Roger Rabbit?" or A Prime Performance).

<<Estoy pensando (debo estar haciendo mi tarea de Teorias cinematografias) ¿y si Transformers fueran actores y todo lo que vemos son series? y hablo de que los CYBERTRONIANOS SON UNA ACTORES REALES (tipo "Quien engaño a Roger Rabit?" o A Prime Performance).>>

I still think that Orion/Optimus would argue with Megatron/us about politics and I'm especially thinking of a discussion about Cinematographic Rexibility, because apparently in the 60's the right wing of this theory believed that it was a political obligation. But that's just the tip of the iceberg. how about this:

<<Aun pienso que Orion/Optimus discutiria con Megatron/us sobre politica y especialmente estoy pensando en una discusion sobre la Rexibilidad Cinematrografia, porque al parecer en los años 60's la ala derecha de esta teoria creia que era una obligación politica. Pero eso solo es la punta del Iceberg. que tal esto:>>

Since they both read film theory, it is obvious that they have intricate discussions, but I imagine Megatron talking about structuralism and then being interrupted by Orion/Optimus who speaks from Post-structuralism, going over the dilemma of Realism or Constructuralism (which to annoy Megs would correct about using the name "Formalism" to be more correct, while OP contradicts because "Constructuralism" is correct for his argument), and somehow gets to discuss Brecht, and Brechtian criticism, on which they both agree . <<Como ambos leen teoria filmica, es obvio que tienen intrincadas discusiones, perosnalemente me imagino Megatron hablando de estructuralismo para luego ser interrumpido por Orion/Optimus que habla desde el Post-estructuralismo, pasando sobre el dilema del Realismo o Constructuralismo (que para molestar Megs corregiria sobre el uso del nombre "Formalismo" para ser mas correcto, mientras OP contradice pues "Constructuralismo" es correcto para su argumento), y de alguna forma llega a discutir sobre Brecht, y la critica Brechtiana, en el cual los dos estan de acuerdo.>>

"It is stupid to leave pleasure aside, it removes all interest and does not expand the questions, it does not distance the actor, distance the audience, it is unproductive from Brechtian criticism and Brecht would never agree, you cannot take pleasure away from it. .. debate" and yes, they say that at the same time.

<<"Es una estupides dejar el placer de lado, quita todo interes y no expande las preguntas, no da un distanciamiento del actor, distancia al publico, es improductivo desde la critica brechtiana y Brecht jamas estaria de acuerdo, no puedes quitar el placer al… debate" y si, dicen eso al mismo tiempo.>>

(SORRY I KNOW THERE ARE A LOT OF TERMS BUT I'M MAKING A READING REPORT BECAUSE I'M AN IDIOT WHO DOESN'T STUDY) I'm using Google Translate

<<(PERDON SE QUE SON MUCHOS TERMINOS PERO ESTOY HACIENDO UN REPORTE DE LECTURA PORQUE SOY UNA IDIOTA QUE NO ESTUDIA) Estoy usando google traductor>>

[gyancastle]

AO3

I decided to write fanfic again.

During this time I've been writing some fanfic, mainly for my own fun and personal therapy. Some are incomplete and others abandoned, but anyway I thought it would be good to publish them, so that they wouldn't just stay in my notebooks.

The bad thing is that they are only in Spanish, since my English has never been the best, and I didn't want to use Google Translate to translate such a long text and run the risk of it not being a good job.

Anyway I'm going to start posting it little by little and you can find them on my AO3 account.

here

I'm going to tag rottmnt and tmnt because they are what I write about the most.

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version en Español 👇

decidí volver a escribir fanfic.

Durante este tiempo he estado escribiendo algunos fanfic, principalmente para mi diversión y terapia personal. Algunos están incompletos y otros abandonados, pero de todos modos pensé que seria bueno publicarlos, para que no se quedaran solo en mis cuadernos.

Lo malo es que solo están en español, ya que mi ingles nunca a sido el mejor, y no quería utilizar el traductor de Google para traducir un texto tan largo y correr el riesgo de que no sea un buen trabajo.

De todos modos voy a empezar a publicarlo de a poco y podrán encontrarlos en mi cuenta de AO3.

aquí

Voy a etiquetas a rottmnt y tmnt porque son de lo que mas escribo.

[mrsllyziy]

what do you mean that Gus Finch had Brown eyes this entire time?? ALL THOSE years i had made fanarts of him w/ blue eyes

Like i thought his eyes was like a dark blue thats why u cant see on his portrait

WHAAAT

(((((i didnt used Google traductor to wrote ALL that in english IM SO SORRY

[coffeexxlord]

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Hola! You can call me Fexx! I use any pronouns, He/It/ and any neo pronouns. I'm Aroace and Nonbinary :D.

I'm trying to get into writing and expressing my opinions more often, as well as just being more active in the community and fandoms I'm into.

Here's a list of the things I'm willing and unwilling to write for, and eventually ill be able to write one shots for people, so feel free to ask for a Fic! I have a hard time getting my brain to cooperate so it might take me forever.

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Spanish version at the bottom :D I'm still learning, so most of this is in Google translate.

Versión en español en la parte inferior :D Todavía estoy aprendiendo, así que la mayor parte de esto está en el traductor de Google.

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Fandoms I'm Into:

Very

QSMP

ORIGINS SMP

DSMP

SBI 3/3

ROTTMNT & 2012

Kind of

My Hero Academia

Voltron

Undertale

Sonic

Doctor Who

Supernatural

What I Will Write:

Character x reader, both Platonic and Romantic

Character x character,

What I Wont Write:

NSFW for any underage characters (I don't care if its fictional)

Incest, or Selfcest

Non-con, or Dubious-consent

Any characters or ships I really don't like

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¡Hola! ¡Puedes llamarme Fexx! Utilizo cualquier pronombre, Él/Ello/ y cualquier pronombre neo. Soy Aroace y no binaria :D.

Estoy tratando de escribir y expresar mis opiniones más a menudo, así como ser más activo en la comunidad y los fandoms que me gustan.

Aquí hay una lista de las cosas por las que estoy dispuesto y no estoy dispuesto a escribir, y eventualmente podré escribir one shots para la gente, ¡así que siéntete libre de pedir un Fic! Me cuesta mucho hacer que mi cerebro coopere, así que puede que me lleve una eternidad.

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Lo siento si mi español es malo. Todavía estoy aprendiendo, así que la mayor parte de esto es traducido por Google.

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Fandoms que me gustan:

Muy

QSMP

ORIGINS SMP

DSMP

SBI 3/3

ROTTMNT & 2012

Algo así

My Hero Academia

Voltron

Undertale

Sonic

Doctor Who

Supernatural

Lo que estoy dispuesto a escribir:

Personaje x lector, platónico y romántico

Carácter x carácter,

Lo que no voy a escribir:

NSFW para cualquier personaje menor de edad (no me importa si es ficticio)

Incesto, o Selfcest

Falta de consentimiento o consentimiento dudoso

Cualquier personaje o nave que no me guste mucho

[deeptrashwitch]

Alright, I haven't wrote in a time but I have a brainrot about my boys. So...I want to introduce my Team for now, maybe later I'll introduce eachone (including some changes I've made in two of them)

Team Charlie/Specters

Captain Alicia "Origin" Marchant: Marine Raider Regiment, hand-to-hand combat specialist

Lieutenant Luke "Harlem" Michaelis: 75th Ranger Regiment, team's mechanic

Sergeant Jackson "Doc" Blackwell: Navy SEAL (Team 5), team's medic

Sergeant Edward "Eager" Jackson: 101st Airborne Division, pilot

Corporal Noah "Cobalto" García: Navy SEAL (Team 7), demolition expert

Corporal Elijah "Delta" Wilson: 75th Ranger Regiment, recon expert

Private Nicholas "Clover" Fowlett: 101st Airborne Division, tech specialist

Private Marcus "Poison" Lombardi: Marine Raider Regiment, infantry operator

Private Elliot "Pride" Stevens: 75th Ranger Regiment, combat engineer

Private Alexander "Hawk" Christensen: Marine Raider Regiment, main team's sniper

Francis "Viper" Scott: Navy SEAL (Team 2), military cartographer

They are known inside as 75th Regiment Specters, a team created by Cpt. Marchant years after her mission in Angola with some help. She picked them personally, since she knew some of the Drill Sergeants. Heard about every one through them and learnt about their missions, later recruited into the team.

Since the very beggining they were told about the only rule Marchant had, "No one's left behind", after that they molded their own code in combat. They are efficient, quick and deadly, and that's all that their allies care about.

Also they have a coordinator and the only thing the team know about them is their nickname "Wraith". Alicia know her tho, an old friend of hers.

For everyone outside of them, they are just a good team. But reality is that after so many years, they've become a little family. Alicia care deeply for them and treat them as their own. All the boys care for her as much as she does.

There was a time when she got really bad injured during a mission (almost didn't make it), and all of them were basically feral going after the enemies seeking vengance. And the last time someone tried to use one of the boys as hostage...well, it isn't hard to imagine, is it? Marchant is feared because of a reason.

Note: Sorry if i got something wrong about the occupation of each one or about something else, i'm absolutely not a military and english is not my first language, everything came from internet, google traductor and a family member.

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Phrases (they never admit they said it)

Alicia: I'm too sober for this...why did i adopted these ten?

Luke: Back off Alexander, that's is mine! And I don't stink!

Jackson: Can you stop trying to get killed every single mission!? Damnnit!

Edward: Ya me enteré! Que hay otro acariciando tu piel!

Noah: Someone shut Eager up! I'm dying over here!

Elijah: Not in front of my salad, fucking animals

Nicholas: Get the heck outta here, i'm tired enough about your stupidity

Marcus: This bitch bite me! CAPTAIN! WHY ON GOOD GOD'S EARTH YOU RECRUITED A DAMN CANNIBAL?!

Pride: Not my fault lil' shit! You know exactly what happen when you take my things!

Hawk: Ha! I got Luke's hoodie! And God if it doesn't stink!

Viper: C'mon Clover, i don't know if i can take this anymore, i'm at the verge of a breakdown

[rotten-vivs]

if you're wondering what it's like translating fics from english to spanish, i have to individually change every time i'm using they/them pronouns for cleo because google translate automatically assumes i'm using the plural version of they/them.

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si se preguntan cómo se siente traducir fanfics de ingles a español, tengo que cambiar individualmente cada vez que uso los pronombres they/them (elle) para cleo porque el traductor de google piensa que estoy usando they/them plural (ellos)

[afreakingdork]

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how do i even start.

Miss Dork, do you realize you make me miserable? how am i supposed to wake up everyday and deal with the fact that i'm deeply in love with a man that doesn't exist.

How am i supposed to cope with the fact I will never hold him on my arms or hear his voice say my name? I will never be able to ask him how his day is and ask wtf he meant when he uses his nerd words.

Having said that

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1-SHELLDON SHELLDON SHELLDON SHELLDON SHELLDON

HE IS SO CUTE, I WANNA PUT HIM IN MY POCKET I WANNA SLEEP WHILE HEARING HIS DRONE FANS

HE DESERVES THE WORLD THE INTERACTIONS BEETWEEN THE 3 OF THEM WERE SO AMUSING

2. AH YES, READER GIVING DONNIE A TIME OUT IT'S WHAT I NEEDED TO INCREASE MY LIFE EXPECTANCY

3. THAT FUCKING BITCH HID HIS IMPLANTS!!!!! MAKES SO MUCH MUCH SENSE OMG!!!!!!!!!! I NEED TO HUG HIM SO BADLY (had to look up for that on the google, i've been reading the chapter with the browser and traductor open as always lmao)

4. POSSESIVE DONNIE YES I LIVE FOR THIS

5. Reader: "didn't u said u named urself?"

me: HELL YEAH READER ASKING THE RIGHT QUESTIONS I NEED TO KNOW SO BAD

donnie: *ptsd*

me: MISS DORK WHY DO U DO THIS TO ME

(splinter splinter splinter splinter??????????????? i can smell daddy issues, I KNOW THAT SMELL SO WELL)

6. tbh donnie is so lucky to have reader. can a person fall in love with the reader? well, seem like it's possible, look at me. Theyre so sweet.

7. "If all of this hasn't finally cemented your decision otherwise..." YOU WISHED BITCH UR NEVER GETTING RID OF US

8. "it will aide my explanation and give me achance to itemize all the individual apologies necesary" fucking nerd i love u so fucking much for that you have no idea i will kill for you.

9. I love mikey but "orange oaf" sound really fitting. At least coming for someone who doesn't entirely understand the weight of the insult sdgjh´guj.

10.All of the conversation about the bastard's three (i'm starting to have question about this name) is just so sdhgusdghhsfhdfhusg

11.YEAH FREE CONTEXT FOR OUR POOR READER

12. Donnie: "fucking botched bullshit rescue attemnt. He's utter scum. I'll"

Me: u///u

13. "Sort of.. kicked him off the roof?" "Oh and I called him carrot cake and told him to get lost"

"kiss me"

I HAVE- I CANT EXPLAIN-

YEAH I WILL LITERALLY TEAR APART EVERY PERSON YOU DON'T LIKE IF THAT MAKES YOU FEEL HAPPY AND PROUD AND LOVED. I DON'T CARE IF THEY'RE "THE GOOD ONES" AND GOD I WILL COMMIT ALL THE WORST ATTROCITIES IF IT MEANS YOU WILL LOOK AT ME THAT WAY AGAIN URGGGHHHHHHHHH

14. NO PLEASE DONNIE DON'T LEAVE ME I LITERALLY NEED YOU FOR MY BRAIN TO GIVE ME THE HAPPY JUICE

15. BIG ASS APOLOGY WALL TEXT I'M GONNA TATTOO IT IN MY OTHER FVCKING TIGHT I SWEAR TO GOD

YEAH BITCH APOLOGIZE FOR EVERYTHING SO I CAN FORGIVE YOU WITHOUT A SECOND TOUGHT AND THEN HOLD YOU IN MY HANDS BECAUSE YOU DESERVE THE WORLD IDC YOU CAN KICK MY MOM AND ILL SAY "AWW NO BIGGIE BBY"

16. OF COURSE HE HAS LOTS PROPERTIES ALL LOOKING THE SAME YEAH READER HE IS INDEED A STUPID RICH IDIOT

IT'S SO SAD BUT SO FUNNY THAT HE CAN'T GET ATTACHED TO ONE PLACE SO HE HAS TO DO THAT HE CAN LEAVE IN MY HOUSE NOBODY WILL EVER FIND HIM IN MY SHIT ASS TOWN (jk i love my town)

17. Donnie being seduced by reader insulting his (not) brothers

18. "I had made it to 30" the exact moment I started to cry.

19. "I will never be more than a deplorable villain." YESYESYESYESYES IT'S HAPPENING

THE CONVERSATION- ITS HAPPENIGN

DONNIE EVEN IF THAT WERE TRUE I WOULD LOVE U FOR THAT DONT EVEN WORRY ABOUT IT

20. "Your blind eye will get you killed and I will decimate this planet for even considering bringing harm to you" THIS EXACT MOMENT FREAKING DORK, THIS EXACT MOMENT MADE MY BRAIN STOP FUNCTIONING.

LITERALLY, THIS FANFIC IS A COCTEL OF ALL THE STUFF I LOVE AND THIS IS THE FUCKING CHERRY ON TOP. I CAN'T EVEN BEGIN TO EXPLAIN HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS SINGLE LINE. I WILL SCREENCAP THIS PART OF THE FIC AND IT GOES TO MY WALLPAPER.

21. the final scene is so touching. I really love those two and I know they'll be together again but part of me feels so bad for them for having to be apart for so much time ("at least a few weeks" it's a fvcking lot). I wonder how will reader process al this information when she's away from all of this. I wonder what will happen with dispute of donnie and his (not) brothers.

I WONDER IF THE BASTARD IS SPLINTER OR IT'S THE TURTLES. I GOT THE DOUBT AND LOOKING IT UP IN GOOGLE TRANSLATE ONLY CONFUSED ME MORE.

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My asks are getting longer and longer BUT THERE WAS SO MUCH I NEEDED TO YELL ABOUT I SWEAR TO GOD

I've decided chapter 19 was my favorite yasterday but now you blessed us with this one. THIS IS MY TOTAL FAVORITE, I DON'T EVEN HAVE TO THINK TWICE, IF EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED IN THIS CHAPTER WASN'T ENOUGH TO MAKE IT MY FAVORITE THAT LINE, YOU KNOW WICH, ABSOLUTELY BOUGHT ME.

i hope you have a good day bye!!!!!!!

You miserable? I'm the same way! It's excruciating to be in love with a purple turtle. He is both everything and some how nothing when he is so real in my dreams 😩😩😩😩

S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N. is the best white noise machine. There, i said it.

Daddy issues, huh? 👀👀👀

Mr. Alliteration over here has a color insult for each brother. Oaf is a little lighthearted overall, but from Donnie it's straight hate.

Ahhhh!! I'm not commenting on every item, but you highlighting them makes my heart swell!!! I can't thank you enough! This really made me smile!! You have a wonderful day as well!!!

[y0urem0]

Hello sir, I am using the translator because my English is not very good, sorry Well, if I may, I would like to ask you a few questions about your Happypasta.

1.-Does he have a voice? I mean, does he have a song or something similar for his voice?

2.- Is it a proxy or an "independent" happypasta, or does it live in the happy house?

3.-Do he have a defined sexuality? I'm sorry if this makes you uncomfortable.

4.-What is your OC's favorite food?

5.--This is the last question so as not to continue bothering you, if it would be possible for you to grant me permission to use it in my AU happypasta, and modify its design a little

As I mentioned, I have an AU, but it's on Wattpat, if you're curious I'll leave it here, although in fact everything is in Spanish and some strange words

Wattpat: kkjhhjk

thank you for your attention sir

¡Oye! Quería que esto te resultara más fácil de leer, así que utilicé el traductor de Google. Espero que te ayude 😁 ¡y nunca tengas miedo de hacer cualquier petición que siempre tengo o encuentro tiempo!

1. Sí, como todas las demás pastas, ¡son muy alegres! Tiene 14 años, así que su voz todavía es un poco alta :)

2. Vive en la casa feliz porque realmente se apega a la gente de allí, considera que todos son felices allí

3. Realmente no lo he pensado, diría pansexual, pero solo salí platónicamente (también está bien siempre que sea platónico ya que tiene 14 años :))

4. Aprecia cualquier comida que le des (aparentará que también le encanta la comida horrenda 😭), ¡pero específicamente le encantan las piruletas y la pasta! (Solo porque piensa que es divertido amar la pasta y ser una pasta feliz)

5. ¡Realmente me encantaría tanto! ¡Nunca podrás molestarme! ¡Me encanta la solicitud! Envía todo lo que quieras y definitivamente responderé lo mejor que pueda :)))¡Definitivamente lo comprobaré! Espero que esto ayude a enviar más solicitudes si quieres saber algo 😁

Here's an english version to anyone interested! Also I always love request so don't ever worry!

Hey!I wanted to make this easier for you to read so I used google translate hope it helps 😁 and never feel scared to ask any request I always have/or find time!

1. Yes he does,just like all the other pastas they are very upbeat! Hes 14 so his voice is still kinda high :)

2. He lives in the happy house since hes really grown attach to the people there, he considers everybody happy in there

3. Haven't really thought of it I'd say pansexual but only dated platonically (also its alright as long as its platonic since hes 14 :) )

4. He appreciates any food you give him (he'll pretend to love horrendous food too 😭) but specifically he loves lollipops and pasta! (Just because he thinks it's funny to love pasta and be a happypasta)

5. I'd actually love that so much! You can never bother me I love request! Send as much as you like and I'll I'll deffently respond to my best :)))

I definitely will check it out! Hope this helps send more request if you want to know anything 😁

[2ducks-agoose]

English:

PLEASE I NEED HELP FINDING THIS PERSON IN SPLATOON. WE DISCONNECTED AND I WAS HAVING SUCH A GOOD TIME. I DONT EVEN SPEAK THEIR LANGUAGE BUT I WILL LEARN IT AND USE GOOGLE TRANSLATE TO PLAY/TALK TO THEM AGAIN. PLEASE IF THIS IS YOU CONTACT ME!!!!

Japanese:

スプラトゥーンでこの人を見つけるのを手伝ってください。別れましたが、とても楽しい時間を過ごしていました。私は彼らの言語を話すことさえできませんが、それを学び、Google翻訳を使用して再び彼らと遊んだり話したりします。もしあなたがそうでしたら、私に連絡してください!!!!

Chinese (simplified):

スプラトゥーンでこの人を見つけるのを手伝ってください。別れましたが、とても楽しい時間を過ごしていました。私は彼らの言語を話すことさえできませんが、それを学び、Google翻訳を使用して再び彼らと遊んだり話したりします。もしあなたがそうでしたら、私に連絡してください!!!!

Chinese (traditional):

請幫助我在 SPLATOON 中找到這個人。我們斷開了聯繫，我玩得很開心。我什至不會說他們的語言，但我會學習它並使用谷歌翻譯再次與他們玩耍/交談。如果這是你，請聯繫我！！！！

Korean:

스플래툰에서 이 사람을 찾는 데 도움이 필요합니다. 우리는 연결이 끊겼고 나는 정말 좋은 시간을 보내고 있었다. 나는 그들의 언어를 말하지 않지만 그것을 배우고 Google 번역을 사용하여 그들과 다시 놀거나 대화할 것입니다. 이것이 당신이라면 저에게 연락하십시오!!!!

Russian:

ПОЖАЛУЙСТА, МНЕ НУЖНА ПОМОЩЬ НАЙТИ ЭТОГО ЧЕЛОВЕКА В SPLATOON. МЫ ОТСОЕДИНИЛИСЬ, И Я ТАК ХОРОШО ПРОВЕЛ ВРЕМЯ. Я ДАЖЕ НЕ ГОВОРЮ НА ИХ ЯЗЫКЕ, НО Я УЗНАЮ ЕГО И ИСПОЛЬЗУЮ GOOGLE TRANSLATE, ЧТОБЫ ИГРАТЬ/ГОВОРИТЬ С НИМИ СНОВА. ПОЖАЛУЙСТА, ЕСЛИ ЭТО ТЫ СВЯЖИТЕСЬ СО МНОЙ!!!!

Spanish:

POR FAVOR NECESITO AYUDA PARA ENCONTRAR A ESTA PERSONA EN SPLATOON. DESCONECTAMOS Y ME LO ESTABA PASANDO MUY BIEN. NI SIQUIERA HABLO SU IDIOMA, PERO LO APRENDERÉ Y UTILIZARÉ EL TRADUCTOR DE GOOGLE PARA JUGAR/HABLAR CON ELLOS DE NUEVO. POR FAVOR SI ESTO ES USTED CONTACTAME!!!!

French:

S'IL VOUS PLAÎT, J'AI BESOIN D'AIDE POUR TROUVER CETTE PERSONNE À SPLATOON. NOUS AVONS DÉCONNECTÉ ET JE PASSE UN TEL BON TEMPS. JE NE PARLE MÊME PAS LEUR LANGUE MAIS JE VAIS L'APPRENDRE ET UTILISER GOOGLE TRANSLATE POUR JOUER/LEUR PARLER ENCORE. S'IL VOUS PLAÎT, SI C'EST VOUS, CONTACTEZ-MOI !!!!

German:

BITTE BENÖTIGE ICH HILFE, DIESE PERSON IN SPLATOON ZU FINDEN. Wir haben die Verbindung getrennt und ich hatte so eine tolle Zeit. Ich spreche nicht einmal ihre Sprache, aber ich werde sie lernen und Google Translate verwenden, um sie erneut anzuhören/zu sprechen. WENN DIES IST, KONTAKTIEREN SIE MICH BITTE!!!!

Dutch:

ALSJEBLIEFT IK HEB HULP NODIG DEZE PERSOON TE VINDEN IN SPLATOON. WE HADDEN DE VERBINDING EN IK HAD ZO EEN GOEDE TIJD. IK SPREEK HUN TAAL NIET EENS, MAAR IK ZAL HET LEREN EN GOOGLE TRANSLATE GEBRUIKEN OM WEER MET HEN TE SPELEN / PRATEN. NEEM ALS JIJ DIT BENT CONTACT OP MET MIJ!!!!

Italian:

PER FAVORE, HO BISOGNO DI AIUTO PER TROVARE QUESTA PERSONA IN SPLATOON. CI SIAMO DISCONNESSI E MI STAVO DIVERTENDO COSÌ BENE. NON PARLO NEANCHE LA LORO LINGUA MA LA IMPARERÒ E UTILIZZERÒ GOOGLE TRANSLATE PER GIOCARE/PARLARE ANCORA CON LORO. PER FAVORE SE SEI TU CONTATTAMI!!!!

[kelptea73]

Welcome back gamers today were going to be counting down the top ten best shades of grey so let's just jump right into it

At number 8 we have slate, the somber grey of the stone. She's up on roofs god bless and she's taking the raiinn. Slight blue tones but with the rain, folks slate grey

At number VII we have Spanish grey. En honor a que es gris español, voy a escribir esta parte en español. Desafortunadamente, no sé nada en español, así que confío estúpidamente en el traductor de Google. ¡Soy un idiota! ¡¡Yay!! Gris español para todos

At number 10 we have, *sighs* we have charcoal. Now I know what you're thinking, "that's not a grey, that's like, black or whatever", and yes! I agree! Precisely what I was thinking my good fellow. Alas, upon my research of searching 'names of greys' online, they assured me charcoal was a grey. So I shall air my grievances with everythinh to do with charcoal, right her right now, for your inconvenience. Put simply, it's entire existence is centered around its death. Of course, it was still spectacular. A spectacle to be sure, ablaze with passion and vervent worship of the energy it's giving to whatever cause. That is in the burning of wood, but here we have it's body not blessed with the returnal of ashes. Here we have a disgraced corpse. You it up and then drag it across a page. It scratches horrible as it tries to cling to any further life it can provide. It rasps horrible across the surface as it tries to give one last chance of legacy. It's horrible. It feels horrible it sounds horrible and whatever you can achieve with the humble pencil you can achieve with charcoal. "But," you interject, "it was first. Artists of time forever used this ancient technique to envoke their feelings and experiences. This enough should surely be enough to make you grace it with the amicable tone one would give politely to a respected figure who, despite your grievances, is a beloved member of the community." You're probably right, as you are with most things. Alas, the sheer abrasiveness of it is enough for me to loathe it. Charcoal grey folks. The embodiment of human power, the domestication of fire.

At number nine, we have gainsboro. Quite frankly, I don't want to say I hate any colour. Hating a colour is a fruitless endeavour, as the image of colours coming together to show something else is much greater than the sum of their parts. Let us play specific situations for stupid little arguments though, a game everyone is familiar. Paint. Imagine painting a room with gainsboro grey. Why would you do that to yourself like it's lifeless on its own. "Ohh but I live the minimalist nature of it, cleanliness is next to godliness and everything." I can understand the appeal of living in a hotel but that's your own home like, you're not going to have someone else changing your sheets for you but you're still going to have to suffer the same poor decor and cuck chair in the corner. Anyway. Gainsboro grey, kinda lame on its own.

Number 6\6 let's see here, getting to the more epic ones. This may be cheating but going to put amorphous grey here. It's more so a texture from what I can find but it's neat. It's like a ps1 texture spread out into a rug it's lovely. Give it up for amorphous grey she exists in multitudes

5 number, first of its name, cadet grey. Such a wonderful colour, a wistful coll toned grey. If I was painting a room a single colour I would much happily rather it to be enshrouded in cadets grey instead of the tyranny of gainsboro. Better than it in every single way, it's like mornings in winter, still full and dreary but with something to reflect upon.

Number 4, trout grey. I was wondering why I was spelling it wrong for ages typing this, there's a u. Not troat. Anyway. Troat grey, what is there to say other than it's epic. It's even hot a fish in the name that's the pinnacle, the summit, the holy peak of radical names. Troat grey reminds me of a classy trout showing you his studio apartment that he just got done up. He gestures to the record he's playing, the classic by Takao Uematsu, straight ahead. He tells you, "Yknow good chum, my cousin is on the front of that. Haha small world out there." "Your cousin's a salmon?" "yeah, it's a long story but he's a good man at the end of the day." "?" "?" see? A lot said, but nothing was spoken. He's a man of means and layers, such an intriguing figure.

Number 3, ash grey. Ash grey is famous and bewildering, she's enchanted us with her looks for eons. The embers twinkling in her hair as she reminds us what comes at the end of the day. Ashes to Ashes, dust to dust. Unlike charcoal, she's the result of something finished. No half measures. So silky and smooth. About the journey, not the destination. She will always be there for you once it's done. She's so famous in fact, that they made a whole series about her. She features much in the hit series dark souls, among many others I'm sure. A celebrity, yet she's so huble about it. A queen forsooth.

Number 2, anchor grey. You stare into the depths. That's anchor grey. Stalwart and strong. That's anchor grey. Conjuring up images of the pure weight and majesty that could hold a ship in place. That's anchor. The essence of all metal, and the standard it should all strive to uphold, anchor metal. Ever seen an anchor beached ashore? It's massive and unimaginably heavy. Should a something within a room be painted with such a grey, it would command attention. It ensures reliability. That's anchor.

And finally, number 1, we have Payne's grey. The grey that inspired this list in the first place, Payne's grey has taken hold of my imagination since I first encountered it in a watercolour paint set. "Payne's grey is a dark blue-grey colour used in painting. Originally a mixture of iron blue (Prussian blue), yellow ochre and crimson lake, Payne's grey now is often a mixture of blue (ultramarine, phthalocyanine, or indigo) and black, or of ultramarine and burnt Sienna. The colour is named after William Payne, who painted watercolours in the late 18th century, who most likely developed the colour while trying to produce a mixer that was less intense than black. Payne's grey was deemed an obsolete term in the early 19th century, but is still used by artists today." quoth the Wikipedia. Such beauty and versatility. It's beautiful AND useful, no one could ever hope to have the best of both worlds as does Payne's grey does. Function and fashion! Splendid colour

[aroaceofthesea]

hii! idk if you'll want to answer them all, but i'm curious about 1, 6, 10, 13, 15 and 16 from the "i'm not from the us set"

if you don't want to answer some of them no worriess 💜

Hii!! Thanks for the ask!! :) (im just now realizing most questions in that post are like suuper hard for me but shh ill try to answer them as best as possible) (also sorry not sorry if you wanted to know this about spain, im making it about catalonia only😋😋)

1. favourite place in your country?

welp, just starting and already a hard one lol 😅😅 After spending like 10 mins moving around google maps trying to get inspiration, I think I'm going with a beach village called Calella de Palafrugell. It's like super pretty and I love it every time we go there! It's just around 20 minutes away from where I spend the summer, so we go a few times every year, I also have some really cool memories there :)

6. most hated song in your native language?

Ok so this one is probably the only one that isn't hard hahah there are two very close contestants but ill have to go for Supermercat by Lildami it's just such a stupid song and it's just so terrible i hate it and it was pretty popular for a while at least for the kids in my school so i ended up hating it so much more. so thankful lildami isn't going to canet rock 🙏🙏

Second place is Milionaria by Rosalia (i think thats what it was called) I just really don't like her songs and she had to go and make that 💀 everyone was singing that shit for a while but whatever at least it got a lot of ppl listening to a catalan song i guess

10. most enjoyable swear word in your native language?

huhuhuhu i love catalan insults because they are all so ridiculous (once you get past the basic ones which are basically the same as in spanish) Basically you pick two random words and slap them together. Some of my favorites include ensumapixums (pee smeller), bleda assolellada (sunny chard? idk thats what the traductor says but it doesn't feel right) and figaflor (fig flower). These aren't really said in day to day life, but knowing they exist makes my life better.

(i decided to take swear words as insults because while insults in catalan are a gold mine, swear words are basic af. you have merda(shit), puta(bitch but used more like fuck), hostia(idk i only use it as wow or to make puta worse) and you can pretty much stop counting there. we usually use spanish to swear (and to insult too but shh))

13 . does your country (or family) have any specific superstitions or traditions that might seem strange to outsiders?

Tbh i don't really know, but ive been told that putting a caganer (man pooping) in the nativity scene is usually considered weird by non catalan people and so is hitting a log of wood for christmas until it poops your presents (traditionally in only pooped christmas sweets, but now it can poop basically anything lol) (yes there are jokes about us being obsessed with poop)

I'm too tired rn to answer to the last two, but i will try to rb this with those questions at some point :)

not from the us ask set

[pemebi]

Ya know the jazz, google traductor and a silly, silly, silly idea

Heiji, do you have plans for today? I'm bored and Meitantei is not answering me

Is that Hakuba I hear in the background? Detective meeting? …You don't sound very convincing… Hey!

He hung up on me

Hakuba: Kaito is Kid, as detectives is our duty to make his life impossible.

Hatori: Ah, sounds good

Kaito: I don't care if it's a detective meeting! Don't leave me out!

Hatori: I'm sorry Kuroba, Hakuba insisted that for your sake we didn't tell you. Kudo is low on omega 3 and we think about eating together Hakuba: The time I try to be good and you take it the wrong way.

Hakuba: time of death, 1:40PM

Hatori: He left us so young Shinichi: Shall I call Haibara? Hatori: No.

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Notes: Kaito isn't dead, but the detectives proceeded to act like he was.

You can see that I drew this all in one setting so the drawings got worse, but I wanted to put this idea outside my brain F for Kaito.

I liked this face, Sus face Edit: Fixed the part that I forgot to translate, wops

[mangekyuou]

Hi, I'm kinda new in this stuff but can I please request a platonic headcanon with the straw hats saving a fem s/o who can transform into a beautiful bird?. Let me explain myself, like they've landed in an island that the people have been hunting for years a majestic legendary bird that can grant fortune and luck, because of their unique abilities and their feathers that can be worth alot or stuff. And by the cause of destiny they found the only bird (being the s/o) that's being trapped, watching her trying to get free and screeching in attempts to escape, but because the traps where to strong, her being in a poor health condition unable to transform into a human the straw hats take matters in their own hands and take s/o with them. Of course she would be defensive and wary of them, but in time she'll trust them and when she's healed up completely she transforms into a human and decides to stay with them. Honestly I have no idea if this make sense 😂 (I've been using Google traductor) but if you can do it thank you and if you can't it's ok

LoVE FEATHER+ / ☻

☻  /  pairing . . .  hybrid!fem!reader x straw hats.

☻  /  type of love . . .  platonic.

☻  /  synopsis . . .  the straw hats find themselves on a mysterious island, hoping to stock up on supplies. however, they are met face to face with a trapped bird who has a darker chapter than anyone of them could imagine.

☻  /  content warnings . . .  detailed descriptions of blood, injury, scars. brief mentions of death and poachers. not proofread.

☻  /  commentary . . .  it completely made sense !! i had a little too much fun writing this. it came out to over 2k words. i haven’t hit that in awhile. i modeled the reader’s bird form after this lovely statue !! they make such beautiful work. also note: ( b/s ) means ‘bird species name’ ! i hope you enjoy !!

“MONSTER!” Usopp and Nami shrieked, hiding behind the rest of the crew. The two had shivered in fear at the sight before them.

Staring right back at the crew of pirates was a bloodshot eye the size of a human head. Looking in between them, blinking every few seconds. The eye had belonged to a large bird laying sickly on the forest floor.

The bird was nothing like any of the Straw Hats had seen before. Nowhere else in the Grand Line had they seen a bird such as this one.

The bird was white, red, golden, and orange in color. Its chest and most of its abdomen were white, while the tips of the bird’s long feathers were a red-orange ombré. The bird had four tails, each of the tails having a natural curve at the bottom.

Chopper also shivering in fear in the arms of Robin had stopped. The doctor’s fear had subsided, looking into the bird’s eye. He did not see anger. He saw pure pain and agony. His eyes traveled down the body seeing the first snare trap, wrapped tightly around the bird’s neck, making it difficult to breathe. Further down, two more snare traps were wrapped around the bird’s feet. The way the bird had laid, Chopper could see one of its feet was fractured.

“They’re hurt!” Chopper exclaimed, jumping out of Robin’s arms, carefully stepping closer to the sickly bird. However, for the bird his movements were too sudden, causing panic.

The bird quickly tried to move away and free itself of its traps, only able to flap one of its wings, the other was held close to its body. The bird let out an ear-shattering screech. Now off of the ground, Chopper could see even more injuries. The bald spots where feathers were plucked out and left open wounds. The fractured wing. Even the scar on the side of its beak.

It broke his heart to see the creature in such pain and be fearful of him.

But it was no use. The poor bird could not free itself from the traps, flopping back to the ground with a loud thud.

Chopper could not watch this anymore. He had to help. He had to free them.

The reindeer, in tears, ran to the bird’s side, “Please don’t hurt yourself anymore! We’re here to help! We want to help you! Please let us!”

The bird had opened its tired eyes once more, taking in Chopper’s appearance. It was almost as if the bird could recognize his true intentions, allowing the reindeer to help any way he saw fit.

“Luffy, can we help her?!” Chopper asked his captain.

Without a second thought, the captain had agreed. The next part was getting the large creature out of her traps and back to the Sunny without causing her any more pain or distress. It was easier said than done.

The second Zoro had unsheathed one of his swords in hopes of cutting her out of the traps, the bird had panicked and nearly attacked him. It had seemed his sword had reminded her of something bad.

When transported to the Sunny, upon seeing the pirate ship, she felt uneasy. Chopper had noticed her unwillingness to board the ship, wanting to make her feel comfortable.

Near the Sunny, on the beach on the island, Chopper set up a makeshift medical tent to treat her injuries and get her cleaned up with the help of the rest of the crew. When Chopper had finished her treatment, she looked good as new, well...nearly. One of her wings was in a cast, while one of her legs was in a splint.

She climbed to her feet, being able to stand comfortably for the first time in what felt like forever. She could walk again. She lowered her head, snuggling into Chopper as a thank you, who was all giggles.

The bird cawed softly to the doctor before the two engaged in conversation.

“What is she saying, Chopper?” Usopp asked.

“Oh. She said thank you for freeing her. And that her name is ( y/n )!”

“It may take some time to heal, but when you’re finally healed, you can return to your family,” Robin mentioned.

The bird had seemingly looked at the ground. The look on her face was even sadder than when she was trapped. Robin had already known what that look had meant, “You don’t have any family, do you?”

( y/n ) had looked to Chopper to translate. “She says, humans, hunt us for their selfish reasons. I am the only one here. I am the only one left. I have no one.”

“You have us now!” Luffy beamed, making the bird lean toward him, snuggling into the captain’s side. “You’ll never feel alone with us. You want to join my crew?”

“Please, ( y/n )! That way I can catch on to your injuries to make sure they’re healing well!” Chopper added.

“You can’t just ask a bird to join the crew,” Usopp grumbled.

Sanji shrugged his shoulders, “More emergency food I guess.”

As if she had understood what the cook was implying, ( y/n ) had given him a death glare with her sharp eyes.

She didn’t give a clear answer at first. However, when it came time for the Straw Hats to leave the island, she was aboard the Sunny. It had been nearly a month since ( y/n ) had boarded the Sunny as a crewmate.

She was nearly back to 100 percent, no longer needing her casts and splints, or any of the medicine she was being given daily. Her wing had healed properly, giving her back the ability to fly comfortably high in the sky or low to the sea. Under the sunshine or moonlight, her gorgeous feathers glistened.

She had trusted them. They weren’t like other humans she had dealt with before, they did not wish to harm her, they did not judge her, and they treated her like one of them.

When they ate, she ate. They tried to include her in their fun games when they played around. Though sometimes they didn’t quite work, as she was a bird. When they docked on a new island, they made sure to hide and protect her from others as she was still not used to other people.

Even before they fall asleep, one of them is sure to wrap a warm blanket around her, despite her not needing it due to her feathers. However, she accepted the warm cloth anyway.

It was safe to say she was loved. And she felt loved. And with their love, she was ready.

She was ready to tell them the whole truth.

Rather, she was ready to show them.

It was a rather hot day, much better than the random blizzard they had experienced just yesterday. Though it was hot, every few minutes there was a gentle breeze that would pass by, bringing with it the smell of salt from the sea.

Sanji was the first to awaken the next morning, rising to the sound of soft singing and steps moving back and forth across the main deck. That voice, he knew it didn’t belong to Nami or Robin otherwise he would have recognized it immediately. However, he could recognize this was a woman’s voice.

There was a woman on board the Sunny.

But wait, what if it was an enemy? He could forgive her. But what if she was here to hurt Robin or Nami? There would be no way he could forgive her no matter how pretty she was.

After fighting with himself internally for a few minutes, he climbed out of bed and walked over to the door. He put his hand on the door, counting down before opening the door suddenly.

The sight that had met was a clothesline hung on the deck. Hanging the damp laundry was a woman he had never seen before. She wore red and gold flowy clothes with white accessories. Tucked behind her ear was a familiar feather.

The woman turned over her shoulder, stopping her singing as she saw him. She greeted  him with a bright smile, “Good morning, Sanji.”

The blond swooned, falling to the ground with a thud loud enough to wake up the rest of the crew, who all came running to the main deck. Though they seemed more concerned about the woman they had never met before than Sanji in his lovestruck daze, despite the blood seeping out of his nostrils.

They were a bit...too used to this.

Before any of them could get a word out, the woman spoke, “I noticed the laundry was piling up so I decided to take care of it. While I was waiting, I also tended to the garden. I was going to take care of fishing as well, but it’s fun fishing with others so I decided to wait.” She spoke as if she had known them for quite some time, even taking care of chores.

The woman continued hanging the laundry. While her appearance was unfamiliar, her aura wasn’t. Luffy could not put his finger on it, but he knew her from somewhere.

Chopper had noticed a few important ideas. The clothes, the feather tucked behind her ear, and most importantly the healed jagged scar on her top lip that was in a similar shape to the scar on ( y/n )’s beak.

The doctor had looked around, seeing no sign of the large bird. Would that mean...?

Brook had stepped out from behind the others, stepping a bit closer to her, “Excuse me miss, would you mind telling us who you are?”

“Brook. It’s me, ( y/n ),” The woman introduced herself.

Her introduction caused a loud uproar among the crew.

“YOU’RE NOT A BIRD?!”

She laughed, “Well that’s not quite it.”

Usopp, Chopper, and Luffy had stars in their eyes, as they approached her, “YOU CAN TURN INTO A BIRD?!”

“WAIT DO YOU HAVE A DEVIL FRUIT?!”

“IS IT A ZOAN?!”

“DID YOU SEE HER BIRD FORM?! IT HAS TO BE A MYTHICAL ZOAN!”

Seeing the three so interested made her smile, “I’m actually not a devil fruit user. I happen to be born this way. It’s both my blessing and my curse.”

“Your curse?” Franky repeated, “What do you mean?”

( y/n ) looked down at the ground, “It’s a long story. A story I owe you all for freeing me. I owe you all the full truth.”

She set the entire crew down on the main deck. She had practiced what she wanted to say to them all morning, but now being in front of them. Each of them had nothing but concern and love in their eyes. There would be nothing she could say that would change their opinion of her.

She was part of their family.

( y/n ) took a deep breath, removing the feather tucked behind her ear and holding it up to the sun. The feather glistened underneath the sunshine. “The island you found me on, my home was raided by humans of all kinds. They came in ships full of traps, guns, swords, just any weapon they could find in order to hunt us...hunt me for our feathers.”

She lowered the feather, stepping toward her captain, tucking the feather underneath the red ribbon of his hat, “When one holds the feather of a ( b/s ), they are blessed by the bright blue skies. For this, humans wanted to take our feathers by any means necessary. Even if that...”

“Killing them...” Jinbei had finished the sentence for her. The mood was already dark but had only darkened at the mention of that. They could only imagine the pain she faced at their hands of them. No wonder she had acted so hostile toward them when they first met.

“When you all came to my home, I thought...you were like them. I thought you had come to slaughter me and I couldn’t do anything about it. In the state you found me, I was too weak to even transform into this form. But you took care of me, all of you. You helped me, you freed me, you healed me,” She further explained, becoming teary-eyed.

She sniffled, “And because of you all, I don’t feel alone anymore. I like being here with you guys. Can I stay here with you all?”

Her question was answered with a tight group hug. The crew one by one had joined the hug, wrapping their arms lovingly around her. This was a new feeling, one she never wanted to go away.

The feeling of finding her place, finding where she belonged.

© MANGEKYUOU. / ☻

[tarushipping]

Hola buenas tardes oye me preguntaba si harás un cómic de shishigumi con Louis y la conejita

¡Hola! Me gustaría, pero no estoy seguro de cuándo tendré tiempo. ¡Sin embargo, tienen una dinámica de hermana mayor/hermano menor! (Espero que esto tenga sentido. Estoy usando el traductor de Google)

Hello! I would like to, but I'm not sure when I'll have the time. They have a older sister/younger brother dynamic though! (I hope this makes sense. I'm using google translate)