#laya talks

[aroaessidhe]

something ironic about me and my aroace flatmate who I met at uni & have lived with for the 8 years since, both getting Dear Wendy (a book about two aroaces who meet at uni and decide to live together at the end of the year) out from the library at the same time

[dungeons-and-dragon-age]

and when someone tells you "move on", you take their and and say "my choice"

[stupidrant]

you know, girls of color in media don't really get the chance to have complete character arcs, be fully realized love interests or able to be hold her own and vulnerable & soft, i'm so happy that our girl angrboda is getting so much love 🥺❤️ she deserves the princess treatmen and fully spoiled. i'm talking fluffy tulle gowns in a giant ballroom ala bridgerton being courted by a young man who looks weird in the face at first but he's actually very cool and nice!

When i first saw angrboda i was shocked like REALLY shocked since i had no prior knowledge of ragnarok coming out until like days after it came out. (Her design is immaculate imo) And then going through the game i became even more shocked and then the ending came and i was just like… WHAT? Her being his first or ONLY love interest wasnt even my first thought until like a month later bc i was quite in awe with the game in general and then it kinda hit me thats what was happening and i was like oh. OH. I was rooting for her and.. they was end game. You guys i was like wtf…

This is probably a little sensitive for me to say but i dont usually fret over representation too much anymore. The reason for it is bc honestly its very hit or miss and more misses than ever before. Alot of it feels like “here, damn” like just to do it to satiate people, mocking or a set up and its like ok. Whatever. I cannot force people to do smth they dont want to do and i think if you dont wanna do it then just dont tbh. But even when it is genuine or even good you dont see it being popular. I think of a few examples ofc but 9/10 they are either terrible characters, die later on or are flat out ignored (if they had no arc). The difference with angrboda shes none of that. They didnt even put her in a stereotypical place im genuinely shocked about that. I dont like her bc shes black but bc i actually like her. Her being black is just a plus for me and I dont project myself onto her because honestly if i do itll put me in a shit position and i dont really feel the need to do so anyways but i do appreciate everything abt her and i do recognize that they took their time with her and i applaud them for that. All of that just for her to end up being the most hated character. Lol. im always gonna be a little bitter about that. Again, I really hope sms continues on with her regardless of the hate bc they did it with atreus.

[a-drama-addict]

1, 4, 12, 21 from the artist asks :3

thanks for the ask laya!! :3

1. Art programs you have but don't use

paint tool sai (since forever lol) and firealpaca now. I'm still trying to get used to Clipstudio paint so im trying to use it exclusively

4. Fav character/subject that's a bitch to draw

Oh landscapes for sure, i try my hand at drawing like mountains, waterfalls and crap BUT GOOOOD IT'S A BITCH TO DRAW. ESPECIALLY WITH LIGHTING AND CRAP. (and bc my laptop's currently ancient it crashes easily when i try to draw a bigger landscape for a background or just in general :'D)

12. Easiest part of body to draw

Probably faces? And specifically noses, I love drawing noses and a lot of like practice i do is just noses so i find them pretty easy to just draw out

21. Art styles nothing like your own but you like anyways

OHHH there's a lot of em but the one I'm thinking of right now is the art from Sean's Journal from LIS 2 (The artist is called Alyzian but i cant find any of their socials anymore :'P)

[bearsizedant]

I am never more aware of the fact that I cannot speak in coherent sentences than when I'm streaming

[luveline]

imagine being giddy while out with the BAU team getting tipsy and talking about your sex life. but the reader is secretly dating hotch, so she stays quite. until one of the girls starts hounding reader about how she said her current partner is the best sex she’s ever had. and hotch just tries to not be a cheeky little shit.

this is not quite what u meant but I hope it's OK! ♥︎ fem!reader

There's a girl across the way. Tall, gorgeous, making eyes at Derek Morgan like her life depends on it. 

"Morgan, come on," Emily says, "I thought you had game. This is just sad." 

Morgan nods agreeably, an action dripping in sarcasm, and downs the rest of his drink. "I got better than game," he says, patting Emily on the arm as he stands. 

"What's better than game?" she asks incredulously, twisting in her seat to follow Morgan's path with her eyes before turning back to you and the others, expression reflecting her disbelief. 

"I should've let him buy me that appletini he promised me," you say, dipping your head toward Hotch on your left, and Rossi on his. "I don't think he's coming back." 

"I'll get it," Hotch says. 

"Always on the boss to pick up the slack," Rossi drawls with a smirk.

Hotch nearly laughs. "Another round. The same for everyone?" 

"I wouldn't mind an appletini, boss," JJ jokes. 

"You know, he'll actually get you one now," Emily says, all of you turned to watch him making his way to the bar. 

Morgan and his gorgeous girl are hitting it off quite clearly halfway down the bar. JJ, who's a little tipsy already, beams at them and wiggles her shoulders. 

"I think somebody's getting lucky," she says. 

"I hate to say it, but I'm jealous of Morgan right now. Don't," Emily says, sliding down into her seat, "tell him I said that." 

"I thought you were steady with that guy," you say sympathetically, "the chiropractor." 

Emily moans out in sadness. "I was. Turns out guys don't like when you cancel four dates in a row. He... was really good at his job." 

Emily might be more intoxicated than you'd thought. You laugh too loudly and think maybe you are, too. 

Hotch approaches from the left with a tray of drinks in hand and you slide your chair out of his way, feeling his "Thank you," warm the back of your neck. 

"Laugh at my pain," Emily says at your giggling.

You shuffle forward to hear her better over the small hubbub of Hotch, Rossi and Reid sorting drinks into place. Penelope appears again from her excursion to the bathroom and slides right into Morgan's empty seat. 

"What about you and mystery man?" Emily asks.

You're less subtle than you should be, your eyes straying to the shadow of Hotch in your peripherals. "What about him?" 

"Is that still going well?"

"It's going more than well," JJ says knowingly, retrieving her appletini with a sweet thanks. "What did you tell me on the way back from Illinois?" 

"I told you that in confidence," you rush to say, to plead, eyes widening. "Tired confidence." 

"What did she say?" Emily asks, her smile turning evil. 

JJ laya back in her seat, almost tipping her drink, and covers her eyebrows with her index finger. Everyone knows immediately that she's imitating you, worse when she puts on a quiet awe. "I didn't know it could be like that. I mean, I didn't realise a man would care so much about making sure I feel good." She fans her face. "And he really cares, JJ." 

"Please don't," you say, covering your face with both hands. You're not truly upset, but it's embarrassing nonetheless. 

"It's sweet!" JJ cries. 

"What? You're having heart to hearts without me?" Penelope asks. 

"It wasn't a heart to heart, Pen, I was just tired, and–" 

"So you didn't mean it?" 

The entire table waits for your answer. You feel Hotch's silence louder than everybody else's, and you're so flustered you don't know what to do. You hadn't counted on letting him in on how happy you are in the bedroom, not this soon. 

"I meant it," you breathe, "but it's not something I wanted to share with everybody." 

"No? You won't want me to tell them about how big his hands are, then," JJ says. 

"JJ," Hotch says, and you can hear his awful smile, "let's not embarrass her too much."

Emily jumps to your defence, and soon the table has turned on JJ completely, jokes about one specific New Orleans accent taking centre stage. 

Hotch slides your appletini closer while they're distracted. "He cares, honey. More than you know." 

You take a shuddering breath. "I know," you say, voice small. 

"You do? So you won't need reminding?" 

"How about you, sir? Things still going well with that younger girl?" Penelope asks, all gossip. 

A big hand lands on your thigh. You still, the heat of his skin seeping down into yours as he inches inward. 

"I'd say things were going well," Hotch says. He punctuates with a secret squeeze. "She might say differently." 

[topmalereaderblog]

Happily Never After // Miguel O'Hara 🚨⚠️

Theme(s): Angst / Mature

Warning(s): Death, Depression, Bad Coping Mechanisms, and Over All Sadness

Summary: Miguel had it all he was happy he had a family, and now it's gone only for hope to spark and lose again.

Parts: Part 1 / Part 2

Words: 1.1k

Everything was perfect. Everything I've ever wanted in life was going fine... until it wasn't. I had a family I had a husband and daughter I had people. But now they are gone

(Flashback)

In a deep state of sleep, Miguel could hear little footsteps running down the hall. At the sound of his bedroom door opening, Miguel woke up almost immediately. As fast footsteps ran to his bed, I felt a jump. 

"Daddy, wake up, wake up!" Gabriella said, jumping up and down on the bed.

Miguel grunted as Gabi landed on his chest, snuggling close to him. "Papa said to wake you up. We made breakfast together," she said as she lifted her head from his chest.

Miguel hummed softly. His hips ached slightly, from the night before, "then let go my mariposa," and with that, Gabriella ran off as he got up and put on sweatpants as he walked out of his shared bedroom.

"Happy Birthday!"

Miguel saw the table prepared with his favorite foods, "Happy birthday, love," feeling your arms wrap around him as you kissed his neck lightly. "Today we have things planned but -"

"But?" He said questioningly.

"I told Laya to prepare a day for you after Gabriella's soccer match," you said with a smirk. "Besides, you and Lyla need a day to yourselves. She'll give you the schedule once we're done with the match.

"So you're going to leave me with Lyla," and with the sound of her name being mentioned too many times "Yes anything wrong with that," she said playfully. "Mm."

"You love me!" she said, retreating disappearing.

(After the Soccer Match)

"I won Papa, I won, Daddy!" gabby said, running to her parents. "Lo hiciste!" Miguel said, grabbing her and spinning around as Gabriella laughed.

Gabriella made grabby hands at you as you kids her cheek and celebrated as the celebration died down. Miguel noticed you whispered something into her ear, and she nodded.

"Daddy, it's time me and Papa have to get everything ready," she said with confidence. "Okay then," he walked up to you and kissed you. "Be careful -"

"We will. Lyla should have a schedule ready for you. Don't be late, mister," and with that, you both separated.

"Lyla-"

"The car should be here soon. we're going to the barbers first. This wasn't on the schedule, but you need to look sharp," she said, hovering near him. "Just don't get too annoying."

"I could never, and besides, everyone likes me," she said, talking a quick selfie and disappearing and giving Miguel the location of the car.

(A few hours later)

"Miguel! We have to leave fast, " Lyla said. "I still need to get the-" Miguel was caught off guard as Lyla gave him coordinates to a fancy restaurant. "Shooters entered the building. Gabby and M/N are there."

Almost immediately, Miguel was on his "Lyla how much until the authorities get there?" "6 minutes, there were reports of shootings in the building." The news only got Miguel more worried and as he tried to go faster. "They should be on the last floor of the roof," Lyla said with a hint of nervousness.

As Miguel got close to the building, he saw people with guns running out quickly, taking them out as he was about to climb the building he was flown back by an explosion.

"Lyla, scan for them," Miguel said, getting worried he started removing the rumble around him, helping injured people. "Miguel... they're on the other side -"

"What are their conditions?" He said, making his way to where Lyla was telling him,"Lyla!"

Miguel shut up almost immediately. "Gabriella! M/N!" He yelled as he saw your hand sticking out from the pile of rubble. As he got everything off you, he saw you holding Gabriella, both your eyes closed, and littered with cuts and dust.

His mask dissolved and checked for a pulse in both of you as he felt faint pulses he put his mask back on and took you to the paramedics.

"Help them!" he yelled, putting the both of you in the nearest stretcher. He saw the ambulance leave with both of you in it. He stayed behind and helping and after an hour, he left the scene.

"Lyla, what hospital are they in?"

"I'll send you the directions you missed calls from the hospital," she said, and as her hologram disappeared.

(In the Hospital)

"How can I help you-"

"My husband and daughter, Gabriella and M/N L/N O'Hara, were are they?" he said, not allowing her to finish. As she quickly typed away doing her job, "Mister L/N let me get the doctor," she said, getting up from her place.

He started pacing around the room he noticed a doctor walk up to him. "Mister L/N-"

"How are they?"

"I'm sad to say that your husband and daughter didn't make it. I'm sorry for your loss. You can come see them if you want to follow me, please."

Miguel chose to follow the doctor he hadn't realized the tears that were falling from his eyes.

(End of Flashback)

And that's how he ended up with tears in his eyes in front of his deceased husband and daughter's burial site. "I'm sorry," he said, taking a big gulp from the alcohol "I didn't save you, I- I wasn't fast enough."

Miguel tried to compose himself as much as possible. "I- I did it, and I found a place where we could be a family again. I promise to get you back." He walked away from the site and threw the now-empty can into the trash.

He just needed to wait - wait for the perfect moment, and you'll be reunited again.

[the-offside-rule]

Lance Stroll (Aston Martin) - Our Last Summer

Requested: on wattpad

Prompt: Our Last Summer by Abba

Warnings: none that I know of...OH WAIT steamy kind of ending

Lance sat in his armchair in his living room. He was expecting his daughter to be dropped off for the week at any moment. Laya Stroll was practically the same as her father. Her attitude and kind heart made her the same, but she was a replica of her mother Y/n. Y/n and Lance had fallen deeply in love over the summer they had both turned 18 and from that, a beautiful relationship had come to exist. Over time however, things went downhill and a breakup was within reach, until Y/n found our that she was pregnant. They tried to keep the love alive but the truth was, it simply wasn't there anymore. No matter how much they tried, nothing worked and the two just broke up. Since then, they've been co-parenting and trying as much as possible to give their daughter the best life.

He jumped as heard the gates opening, followed by the pebbled pathway crunching against the wheels of her car. He stood up and walked towards the front door and opening it. He leaned on the door frame as he watched Y/n help their daughter out if the car door. Lance looked over to Laya. She was so little and she looked smaller with the huge backpack she had on her back. "Hi Daddy!" She squealed, waving at him with delight. Lance's lips immediately turned to a smile. "Hey pumpkin! You ready to have some fun?" He asked, picking her up. Y/n stood looking between the both. "She's got everything in her bag. Her pyjamas, her vitamins, her toothbrush-"

"I know. You got it all there." Lance replied. He moved a strand of hair from Laya's face. "I'll be back tomorrow. You don't have anything to worry about." Y/n reassured him. Lance bit his tongue on what he was going to say. She bent down and kissed her daughter on the cheek. "I'll see you later baby, alright?" Laya nodded and kissed her mother back before running inside and jumping on the sofa. "I'll be back maybe at 6. I'm sure you'll be fine." Lance nodded. "Okay. Bye Lance." She said, walking away. Lance waved back and watched her get into her car and drive away. He never really said goodbye to her. He wasn't trying to be rude, it's just the last time he said goodbye to her, she was out of his life for months. Y/n's mother was bringing Laya over to Lance's place so he could take care of her and it was the same person who picked her up. It wasnt until Silverstone last year when Lance invited the whole family. Y/n really had no choice but to go. She had a baby to take care of.

Lance walked back inside and locked the door. He walked into his living room and saw her watching Narcos. "No, Laya, we've talked about this I'm not allowed let you watch it." He said, taking the control and putting on some cartoons. He heard his daughter whimper. "Look, how about I go get you some food? Sound like a good idea?" Laya looked up to her dad and nodded her head. "Okay! Can I come and colour?" Lance smiled and picked her up. "Of course, pumpkin. Let's go."

Lance stood at the sink, washing the dishes as Laya sat colouring at the table. "Daddy?" Laya asked. Lance turned from doing the dishes to look at his daughter. "Yes pumpkin?" He replied. "How did you and Mommy fall in love?" Initially, the question gave Lance a warm and fuzzy feeling, but then he turned cold as he remembered that they were no longer together. He let out a sigh and picked her up, placing her carefully on the counter beside him. "I suppose it was when we were younger. See pumpkin, I was in Austria for a race and I saw her. From then, I couldn't stop thinking about her, I kept talking to her for as long as I could until the summer break and we just went on a road trip around France."

Laya's face turned to one of confusion. "Why France?" She asked. "We both speak French. It's something we both kind of bonded over that. In fact, we always went back, even the last time we-" Lance felt something inside him. It was the feeling of watching back an old memory, only to be saddened by the fact that the person in it is no longer there. Its painful to watch back even. "Our last Summer where it was just us was the best. It was just us and only us and I loved every moment of it." Lance had told her everything about their last trip before she was born. Like how they were once walking along the Seine and then it started to pour rain and they started laughing because they hadn't brought coats with them. Or the time they were stuck in their car during a traffic jam near the Notre Dam. Wherever they walked, it was hand in hand. Every morning they'd go to the same cafe every morning for their fresh croissants. Oh how distant thos ememories seemed now. "That sounded so fun! Maybe one day you and Mommy could bring me to Paris!"

Lance nodded his head. "Maybe one day kiddo." He paused for a moment, drinking in the happiness he had from talking about those moments before asking about Y/n. "Did Mommy tell you where she was going for work?" Lance asked. "Work? Mommy is going out with one of her boy friends she met at the farmers market." Laya replied. Lance felt hurt in a way. She always told him when she had dates so why be so secretive now? He has taken care of Laya before when Y/n had a date so why lie and say she had work? "I think its time for bed, pumpkin." Lance told her, helping to clear up her colouring pencils. "Okay Daddy." She yawned. Lance picked her up and walked with her to her room. He helped her change into her Paw Patrol pyjamas and then sent her to brush her teeth. After she was tucked in and asleep, Lance left her room and walked down the hallway, looking at the photos on the wall. He used to have newspaper clippings and headlines from podiums but they found themselves in a shoe box and replaced by drawings from Laya and various family photos. He would never admit it, but his favourite was by far the photo from Silverstone last year. Everyone looked to happy. His family, Y/n's family and Laya in a little Racing Point shirt and oversized cap to match. He realised neither were happy to be there but it reminded him of who he drives for and what he drives for. He drives for her.

The next day, Lance sat eating popcorn as he snuggled up with Laya under a huge blanket while watching Winnie The Pooh. They heard the doorbell ringing which earned a groan of disapproval from the toddler. "Why can't people just wait until the movie is over." She groaned, making Lance chuckle. "You can keep watching. I'll get the door." Lance stood up off the couch and walked towards the door to open it. His face softened as he saw Y/n standing before him. "Hey." She said. "She's just in the living room. We're having a movie night kind of thing." He explained. "Oh, well I'm ready to bring her home whenever so it's no rush." Y/n smiled. "Come on in." Lance stood to the side and allowed her to walk in and into the living room. "Hey baby!" Y/n grinned, walking up to Laya on the sofa. "Mommy! You should know better than to come while there's a movie on! Would you do that in a movie theatre?" Y/n chuckled. "I suppose not. I'll go sit in the kitchen while you go get ready." Y/n walked into the kitchen to see Lance already standing at the counter. He looked like he was thinking about something, she just didn't know what.

"How was she?" Y/n asked as she sat at the table. "She was full of questions, that's for sure. Just like you." Y/n nodded her head before it grew silent, the kettle boiling being the only noise. "How was your date?" Lance asked. Y/n froze. "Yeah, yeah it was alright. I don't think we'll end up dating though." She replied. Lance became invested. Maybe she felt the same way he did. "Oh? How come?" Lance took out two cups and a tea bag. Y/n always had a cup of tea when she was picking up Y/n while Lamce stuck to his coffee. Y/n let out a sigh. "Well for one, he was just so rude. He literally opened the door and didn't even hold it so I could walk in. It ended up like, smacking me in the face." Lance smiled and let out a small chuckle. "That's a red flag and that's coming from a driver." He said, taking the kettle and pouring water into each cup.

"Yeah, well then he wouldn't stop talking about himself. Like, I tried to get a word in but whatever I said reminded him of so etching that happened to him in the past. I said I loved Formula one and I'd been to races and he straight up went, 'Oh my god, I went to Baku in 2017. It was such a great race.' and I was kinda like 'oh sick. I was there too.' So at least we could talk about F1 for a while." Lance poured some milk into her tea and walked over to the table to place the cup in front of her. "And what did he say about f1?" Lance pulled out a chair for himself and sat down, sipping on his coffee. "Well, he talked about how the sport shouldn't be so money oriented so everyone has an equal opportunity to get into it, which I have to say I agree with but then he kinda just-" Y/n paused and drank her tea, not wanting to say what he had. "He kinda just?"

"He called you a useless pay driver. I did stick up for you though. I said you need talent to back it up. He called me a simp for Daddy's Cash but eh, not anymore." Y/n laughed. "See I don't think that's true at all." Y/n set he tea down. "What do you mean?" She asked. "Well I think you still like me." Y/n scoffed at his words. "And why would you ever think that?" Lance shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe it's the fact that you always end up hating your dates. You never go back on a second date with them." He explained. "Well that's a lie, because I actually went on a second date with Mark." Y/n said, as-a-matter-of-factly. "And did you end up going on a third date?" Lance asked. "It's none of your business who I go on dates with. You've been on plenty since me." Y/n spat before standing up. "Yes, but I stopped after the last girl because I realised they weren't you and none of them would ever come close. I don't want to settle for some girl because I can't have you." Lamce stepped closer to her and lifted her chin up to look at him. "And what makes you think I'd settle for you?" Granted, that hurt Lance but he knew she only said it to try sound like she was sure of herself. "You don't have to lie. I know you miss me."

"Lance. We broke up. We decided we weren't right together and we decided that no matter how hard we tried, we would never, ever work out for eachother." She said. "That was then. It's been four years since then." Y/n rolled her eyes. "I just can't talk to you, you never listen! It was just like last summer!"

Y/n felt a tug at her coat. Both she and Lance looked down to see Laya with her sketchpad. "Mommy? Do you think we could maybe sleep over at Daddy's tonight?" Laya asked. Y/n sighed and smiled at her daughter. "I'm sure Daddy wouldn't mind but it's gonna have to be granny that picks you up tomorrow morning because I've got an early shift." She explained carefully, playing with her brown curls. "No, I mean can we have a sleepover. You could come too!" Y/n didn't know what to say. She hadn't stayed in that house since they broke up. "Laya, I don't think that's the best idea."

"Please?" Laya pleaded, the grip on her sketchpad getting harder. She looked to Lance. "I guess I could stay for one night." She mumbled. "Yay!" Laya screamed before jumping and latching onto her mother's legs and hugging for dear life. "You're the best!" Laya scrambled out of the kitchen and back to the living room presumably, leaving Lance and Y/n in a bit of a predicament. "I'll sleep on the couch. Don't worry about it." Lance muttered, walking out and being practically non existent for the rest of the evening.

As night fell, Y/n lay in bed thinking over what Lance had said earlier about how she probably still loved him. On the surface, she felt like she didn't. Since they broke up she hadn't had any form of lust towards him. Just thinking he was a good dad and was a wonderful partner for the time they were together. Lust however, was not to be confused for love. She felt it in each artery of her heart that she loved him. She never stopped. She felt as though she lived for him. She wanted to learn to love someone more than she did Lance, but failed, hence the multiple dates. She had enough. She had to put her pride aside and tell him. She stood up and marched out, careful not to wake Laya. She peered in through the door and saw Lance asleep in a shirt and his boxers like he always did. She walked up slowly to him and gently nudged him, trying to get him awake. He tossed and turned uncomfortably before his eyes just about opened and saw her. "Y/n? What are you-"

Lance was cut off by Y/n latching her lips onto his. He wasted no time in kissing back, holding onto her hips as she cupped his face. "Y/n, wait." Y/n stopped and looked and him. "Do you really want to or do you just feel bad?" Y/n chuckled softly at his question as if it were a joke. "Lance, I love you. I'd never do that to someone I love." She restarted the kiss again. This time, it was different. There was a hunger somewhere in the kiss. She found herself moving from his lips to his neck. Lance soon joined pursuit and nipped at her neck and collarbone, leaving lilac marks on her skin. They both knew where thus was going. There was no going back without it being awkward now. "Are you sure you want this?" Lance asked in between kisses. "Lance-" she paused and looked deep into his eyes. "Lance, I love you. Of course I do." That was all he needed to do what he'd been wanting to do for so long now. He picked her up, her legs clasping around his waist and walked into his bedroom and kicking the door shut behind him. He wanted to show her he loved her and cherished her in every way and he would.

-time skip o' clock-

Lance sat listening to his engineers. Silverstone. One of his favourites and the teams home grand prix. "So basically, you're losing a lot of your time in Copse. We think if you-" His engineer was cut off by the sound of Laya shouting for her dad immensely loud. Lance's face turned to a grin before he excused himself and walked to his family. He picked Laya up and put her on his shoulders before turning to Y/n and pecking her on the lips gently. Lamce then looked down at the newborn bundle of joy in her arms and rubbed his little face. "Is he okay?" Lance asked. "Casper is fine. You need to go get ready for qualifying so i might just bring them to the hospitality lounge." Y/n replied. "Sounds good. I can meet you there after." They gave eachother one final kiss before Lance set Laya back down. "Can you tell Sebastian I said hello?" Laya asked. Lance stooped down to her level and smiled. "You can tell him yourself after qualifying, how does that sound?" Laya bounced up and down excitedly at the mere thought of meeting her dad's teammate again. "Come on. We have to go. Leave Daddy to his racing."

Lance bid them farewell and watched as they left out the backway. He felt a poke at his shoulder, making him turn around. He saw his engineer again. "Ready to get in the car?" Lance nodded and prepared himself. He sat in the car for a few moments before the green light came on in the pits, looking around before finally looking at a sticker photo of his family just beside the steering wheel. Reminding him once again who he was racing for and who he love most in this world.

[systemsylvania]

Chihuahua Dog Family

Mother - Conchita Lopez

Brother - Pablo Lopez

Sister - Laya Lopez

Father - Cesar Lopez

Cesar Lopez is a very quiet person, and the children in the village think he is difficult to talk to. He often reads books alone in his room, but he actually likes to talk to other people. When someone visits him at home, he always recommends books to them.

Conchita Lopez likes to collect pressed flowers. She has so many in her collection that the shelves are full. She is very shy though, so not many people know about the size of her collection. However, her beautiful pressed flowers are a secret favourite among the girls in the village.

Pablo Lopez really likes cars. When he hears someone driving through the village, he immediately comes running to admire the car enviously. He dreams of the day when he will be able to drive, and cleans and polishes cars every day on his way home from school.

Laya Lopez loves going shopping with her friends after school. She goes out right away after getting home from school. She adores shopping for matching stationery and accessories with her friends.

[childofmattel]

Vivi-Design EAH Fancast 2.0 (Pt. 1)

So a couple of months ago I made this: https://www.tumblr.com/childofmattel/711008760788877312/eah-fancast-part-1

I fancasted @vivi-designs EAH and I'm pretty sure it was my most viewed post. Anyways I've decided to do a little recast of my fancast. Some of them haven't changed but I tried to make it more accurate to Vivi-Design's EAH and I also tried to fancast more actors as the characters so this recast has a little more knowledge than the other. Anyways, enough talking here's my new fancast.

Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/childofmattel/735638317217021952/vivi-design-eah-fancast-20-pt2

Part 3: https://www.tumblr.com/childofmattel/739329240523227137/eah-recast-pt3

Part 4: https://www.tumblr.com/childofmattel/739542620483747840/vivi-design-eah-fancast-20-pt4

Part 5: https://www.tumblr.com/childofmattel/739611898471923712/vivi-design-eah-fancast-20-pt5

Morgan Lily as Apple White

She's still a curvier Apple White but I just made her a little younger. I also think Morgan Lily matches the pinterest Vivi-Design's made of Apple White more than my original one.

Abigale Corrigan as Raven Queen

If you haven't watched Harlan Coben's Shelter you def should, it's a great show (so sad it got cancelled). Anyways I think Ema is alot like Raven Queen, like a lot like Raven Queen. Also Abigale Corrigan has that emo vibe that Vivi's Raven has and I'm glad I found a FC that fits that.

Maitreyi Ramakrishnan as Briar Beauty

Keeping Maitreyi Ramakrishnan as Briar Beauty because I love her and I truly think she'd be a perfect Briar Beauty. I was trying to find someone with brown hair but I don't really think it matters that much and I truly think that if Maitreyi Ramakrishnan was Briar Beauty it'd be 👨‍🍳 💋

Jada Jones as Faybelle Thorne

According to the Google Slides, vivi's Faybelle is Blasian and so is Jada Jones. This picture of her really gave me Faybelle vibes and although she has black hair idc. I feel like this is a good FC for Vivi's Faybelle especially.

Willow Allen as Ashlynn Ella

I really do wish there was more Inuit celebrities in the industry but I stumbled across Willow Allen and I think she's honestly a beautiful Ashlynn Ella. I do like Anna Lambe as Ashlynn Ella aswell but I decided to use her again in Ever After High for another character. Anyways I think Willow Allen would be a great Ashlynn Ella.

Laya DeLeon Hayes as Farrah Goodfairy

I don’t think I can recast her. Everytime I think of Farrah I think of Laya

Tyler DiChiara as Hunter Huntsman

I know him from Gotham Knights (I know it got a lot of hate but it was actually so good) and when watching it I kept thinking how he'd definitely make a good hunter. Bonus point because's he's actually trans and Vivi's hunter is aswell. #TransHunterHuntsman

I've decided to keep my fancast of the Charmings the same. (Sorry the pictures are so small, they looked bigger before posting) So

Leo.wz = Daring

Lance Lim = Dexter

Minnie Mills = Darling

I think this fancast is probably my favorite ones. Even though they don't play the characters as there is no live-action EAH I think that if these people were to play them they'd be amazing. Although Minnie Mills doesn't have the same hair color as Darling, she could lowkey just wear a wig and it'd be fine to me but it's not that big of a deal because it's not like Daring's whole character is the color of her hair.

Briana Roy as Madeline Hatter

At first my recast was going to be Malia Baker but then I found her and I was like "This is my new Maddie Fancast" I still think Malia could play a good Maddie but something about this actor screams Maddie to me. She doesn’t look a lot like the one of Vivi's Pinterest but I totally think she could.

[aroaessidhe]

Queerplatonic book recs, that actually have QPRs, inspired by me seeing someone listing qpr books that were literally just queer people being friends 🤦‍♀️

These all have the main characters in queerplatonic relationships,  explicitly and/or unambiguously in most cases.

The Thread That Binds

solarpunk-fantasy about queer bookbinding witches, 2/3 MCs are an aroace & an ace in a QPR

Baker Thief

superhero fantasy with a bigender aromantic superhero / demisexual woman QPR 

Not Even Bones

YA supernatural trilogy where the main characters initially seem to be developing a romantic relationship, but eventually realise neither actually feel that way, and settle into more or less a QPR (without labels, but it’s pretty clear)

Two Dark Moons

YA fantasy where an arospec girl & ace lizard kid accidentally get fantasy-married & develop a friendship/qpr

The Wolf Among The Wild Hunt

dark fantasy novella with an aroace wolfman & nonbinary knight qpr

Our Bloody Pearl

NA fantasy with a siren & ace pirate, originally marketed as a romance, but it is pretty much a qpr and that’s what the author intended!

The Reckless Kind

historical YA with an aspec girl becoming a family with her best friend and his boyfriend

Fire Becomes Her

YA, 1920s inspired fantasy world, demiro girl breaks free of her relationship and instead ends up in a QPR with a nonbinary transmasc ace.

If It Makes You Happy

YA contemporary about a girl navigating her queerplatonic relationship with her best friend, and a possible new romantic relationship.

Royal Rescue

high fantasy with an amatonormative royal marriage system, where the aroace MC has had enough, rescues himself, and starts to dismantle the system, finding a QPR on the way

The Heretic’s Guide To Homecoming (duology)

slow introspective high fantasy following two characters on a journey, doesn’t explicitly have them define their relationship in a QPR-like way, but undeniably focuses on complex platonic relationships and narratives

Mindtouch

this is one that’s been on my tbr forever - a sort of cozy/slice of life sci-fi that centres a platonic relationship between two aliens, which is quite reminiscent of a QPR. apparently there’s like 5 books now, I’ve only read the first so far!

Archivist Wasp / Firebreak

honorable mention because it’s not explicitly a qpr - but all of the author’s works focus on platonic m/f relationships in a very aspec way, and have absolutely no romance anywhere. one of the central relationships is very much platonic soulmates/ qpr vibes (postapoc ghosty sci-fi/fantasy YA & dystopian anticapitalism)

[dungeons-and-dragon-age]

if liam ever says something that sounds even remotely smooth it was 100% by accident lol

[stupidrant]

RANT INCOMING!

I have to talk abt this as this has been in my mind for months and this i think is the only safe space to talk abt the fandom and their weird antics towards the characters/actors and overall games.Im not against criticism but theres a line between criticizing and going overboard with hating.

One thing i dont understand abt the god of war fandom is that they complain about alot of things not being “accurate” and thats doesnt make sense to me bc when has gow ever been accurate? I thought it was obvious from the beginning that SMS wasnt going for that and never truly will. Its always their own interpretation. They also have this weird hatred / ignorance towards atreus that i also dont understand? Yea he was a little annoying in the first game but thats understandable as hes… a kid. Ragnarok expanded his character pretty well imo and i feel like alot of these people for some reason cannot get past him in general? Maybe because they are afraid of him taking over the series and “forgetting” kratos (idk why thats in their minds LOL) or they just hate him just because. I feel like the fandom wants kratos to forever be this god who destroys things and whatnot and its all so weird. like they never gave him a chance. thankfully he has fans but majority hates him. Dont even get me started on how they treat angrboda. Its really so ridiculous to me that they can be so hateful for no true reason. they call her a bitch for yelling at atreus when all the women in the game get annoyed or disappointed in him atleast once. And they dont understand that she has only known this prophecy shit for her whole life and she couldnt do anything outside bc of the threat. ofc shes angry bro LOLL its also in her name like i dont understand 😭.  Atreus helps her get out of that mindset and assures her she can do whatever she wants now. Laya is so strong idk how she does it :( I also noticed they treat thrud as this “replacement” of angrboda bc they dont like her either cuz shes black or bc they hate her and everything related to atreus but as long as he has a character they can like thats not angrboda its fine. Its all so weird bc theres no competition between the two. There never was. I dont think they actually like thrud for her character they just want to be weirdos and i feel kinda bad for her and mina bc they really dont give a fuck. Im so shocked chris sunny and others even INTERACT with this bullshit of a fandom they are all really strong bc id say fuck all of you and go 😭 im not against criticism at all and i try not to take this shit seriously but its hard when you see a insane group of people take alot of this shit to the next level. this fandom is a bunch of whiny babies who hold onto their precious destroyer too much. The hate everyone has gotten recently is just so stupid and they often times try to make it their goal to hate. I see that SMS is trying to diverge their fandom to a broader audience and they are taking a bit more risks esp with atreus and i love that despite the backlash against him, they continued with his character regardless. I hope they do the same thing with the other characters as well and expand them no matter how much these people want to hate and act all high and mighty. I can understand certain critiques like the ending being too fast or maybe they couldve done blah blah better and whatnot but i think alot of people are overreacting and being ridiculously nitpicky with alot of things when it comes to ragnarok. 

Last thing and also kinda random thing SMS is very wrong for what they did to TC Carson and i acknowledge that completely and i hope they never do smth like that to any of the current cast either bc i would be fucking pissed if so LOL

[a-drama-addict]

SHAKING U AND SHAKING UR OCS (i am also Normal about them)

this is Us right now

[pekoetiikapu]

Random TWST OC lore? Yup.

Lara…she’s one of the OC’s with a darker past in my stories. Please beware! Also, trigger warnings below. Please read them. Rielle and Fran are also in this because they are important to her story.

TRIGGER WARNING

SA(not detailed), people getting eaten alive(not detailed), su1c1d3

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Full Name: Lara Kai

School: RSA

Favourite Food: Shrimp

Pastime: Roaming the sea for corals, cleaning the sea, protecting Rielle, helping Fran, being mean, attacking(?) people

Family: Mother(deceased), Father(deceased), Laya(sister, deceased), Lana(sister, deceased)

Role: Dormhead protector

Species: Eelion

[Dormhead protector is a made up role!]

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Facts

Lara specifically avoids people who talk about Eelions. She fears that they are just like the merpeople of the past. Though she hopes not.

Lara cares a lot about Fran, and kind of bullies the twins in a friendly way.

Lara never had to learn how to walk, only how to get rid of/hide her tail and fins.

Lara doesn’t go back anywhere when it’s the holidays and stay with either the tweels, Azul, Rielle, or Fran.

Lara doesn’t have family, she used to. She’s basically almost going to go extinct and is pulling a really risky move (she knows) by choosing to go on land.

Lara has a fear of humans.

Has a lot of gold on her school uniform (not as much as Kamisha)

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Backstory

Lara lived a pretty peaceful life up until she she realised that her species weren’t exactly friends with merpeople. Since Eelions looked quite similar to humans, just with fins and their bodies tinted to be bluer, they also had eel tails but they had limbs just like humans. They were strange and weird looking to merpeople, so Eelions separated with merpeople.

Lara didn’t have much friends, though she had one. This one friend however was captured by a human while she and Lara were hunting for shrimp and other things to ear, Lara’s mother always warned her when hunting to be weary of her surroundings. To make sure that no boat were around or they weren’t to close to the surface, this incident only made Lara’s fear of the surface grow.

Eventually, however, her life would be completely destroyed. Lara, and her whole kingdom and civilisation, which wasn’t all that big would be captured. And the truth about what happened to captured eelions destroyed Lara’s perspective on humans. Lara, and the rest of her family were captured and taken to the surface.

Lara found the truth disgusting, eelions were rare but instead of being experimented on or researched about, humans found them “tasty”. So, Lara watched one by one as all of her family were turned into cooked meals. However, Lara learned self-defence and was able to defend herself from these humans, so they sold her off instead.

Lara was sold to someone and SA’d. For years this would go on before a group comes to save Lara from the terrible life she was living, Lara got her revenge and took down the human group for murdering all her fellow eelions. Making her the only survivor.

Lara then read “The Little Mermaid”. The tale about Ariel, which shouldn’t be someone new to you guys. Lara found Ariel a very kind and loving person, and although she supported Ariel’s dreams in becoming a human, she felt a weird destain for the prince she was married to. Lara learned not all humans are bad, and that she just ran into cruel people. However, her fear of humans were not eased. Not until she chose to go to RSA.

People told her she’d “fit better in NRC” but Lara still chose to join RSA. That’s when she met Rielle, and Fran. She became close friends with the two and understood Rielle’s sadness. Lara became a real friend to Rielle and protected him from fake ones. She would call them out if she saw it necessary, however if it got really bad she would just straight up attack them.

Lara had another friend who was a koikoi (mermaid but koi fish.), she lost her to su1c1d3 which made Lara really depressed for a while.

Lara helped ease Fran’s anxiety and tried her best to help him out. She took on the role of protecting Rielle and when she found out about his admiration for Azul, she decided to take a visit and meet this…so called fish mafia.

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Relationships

Rielle

Rielle was the first person she met in RSA and was quite fond of him. Even telling him he reminded her of Ariel, and even told him the whole story.

Not once did Lara ever let it slip past her whenever someone was using or abusing Rielle’s kindness and made sure that they knew they were a terrible person.

Lara gives him a lot of gifts to comfort him and joins him in his interests.

Personal therapist for Rielle.

Lara can get annoyed with Rielle sometimes, but never shows it.

He doesn’t know about her past, or her fear of humans until she overblots.

Tweels

Absolutely made fun of them when she first saw them. She couldn’t understand why they were trying so hard to be the fish mafia, they weren’t even that scary.

They have gotten on her nerves a few times which sometimes ended in her beating them up. However it doesn’t affect their health to much.

Forced them to try and talk to Fran, she accidentally started a new friendship and the Tweels absolutely love Fran and protect him.

Personal therapist for the two twins.

Find out about her past when she overblots, got a few hints about her fear of humans before.

Fran

Best friend/he has a crush on her

Helped ease his social anxiety.

Gifts him sweets all the time and sometimes over gives him.

Fran thanked her a lot after he made friends with the tweels.

Personal therapist

Has no idea about her fear of humans or her past until she OB

Azul

Protects Azul often, and get’s pretty upset whenever someone bullies him. When he told her what happened in the past Lara looked like she was about to explode. She asked them where they were.

She lets him win all the time just so that he doesn’t feel bad about himself.

Is legitimately better at him in everything.

She got mad when Azul treated Rielle pretty badly and kind of embarrassed him by confronting him in front of NRC and RSA. She thought it wouldn’t do much but he apologised to Rielle later on.

Personal therapist.

He always had a feeling she went through stuff, he was horrified when she OB’d because it just showed that it was a lot worse then what he was expecting.

She stills cares about all of them.

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Rielle and Fran belong to @yaoyaobae ! Ask me to take it down if ur not comfortable.

Lara Kai (ララカイ)

Lara belongs to me, and the rest belong to TWST.

RIP eelions.

[layton-heritage-posts]

Heritage Yuri RETURNS! 690 words, U-Haul lesbians, IKEA trip

The past few months have been a whirlwind of romantic nights out, and comfortable nights in, and so many fucking boxes. 

“Last one!” Ace announces gleefully, tossing the collapsed cardboard box onto the pile in the corner of their new apartment. Their apartment. Not just Ace’s. Not just Laya’s.

The two of them had met only a few days after the coffee shop incident for a proper date and it was a match made in Heaven (or Hell, if you asked Laya’s sibling). There was never a shortage of things to talk about between them. They shared case-solving tactics late into the night  before falling asleep in each other’s arms, each dreaming of successful cases. 

It seemed only natural that when Ace’s lease was up, she asked Laya if she wanted to find a place together.

It seemed only natural that when Ace asked her to move in, Laya said yes.

It seems like they’ve been like this forever when Ace sits down on the couch and settles her head on Laya’s shoulder. 

“I thought it’d never end,” she says with a sigh.

Laya laughs and runs a hand through her short, dark hair. “That’s what happens when you own a set of twenty books on the history of the justice system.”

“The entire left cabinet is full of your mugs only,” Ace counters.

“Hmm, well, it’s done now.”

Ace tilts her head back to meet Laya’s eyes. “We need more shelves,” she says quietly.

Laya groans and looks up toward the ceiling. “I told you we should’ve gotten the third one!”

“I know, I know, but I measured! I thought it would hold everything!”

“Take the car, then,” Laya says with a handwave.

Ace rolls over, head tilted just-so. “Please?”

Laya tries to resist, really, she does. But the way Ace is looking up at her, and the fact that they’ve hardly had time to just hang out lately, wins out. “Fine.”

Ace jumps off the couch and prances for the door, swiping the car keys off the kitchen table. “To IKEA we go!”

Laya can’t help but smile as she follows. Oh, how funny that her first impression of Ace was “Cool Woman,” and now she lives with this silly nerd. She wouldn’t have it any other way.

The drive is a bit slow with all the traffic from people getting out of work, but it means that they get more time to talk and sneak kisses before the light turns green.

They wander the showroom floor when they get there, in case they see something they’ve forgotten to get the past two times through, get distracted in the children’s section (“Ace, look at these little fabric bowtie noodles!”), and eventually head down to the marketplace to pick up the shelves.

“Get on,” Ace urges as she gets a flatbed and wheels it over.

Laya grins and steps on, grabbing the handles with a yelp as Ace starts them flying down the aisle. She prays they don’t crash into the shelves as she shuts her eyes, unable to see where they’re going and too afraid to try and turn to face forward.

She opens her eyes again once Ace brings them to a gentle stop. Right next to the cart is the shelf they need: the EKENABBEN. 

Laya carefully steps off the cart and grabs the front end of the shelf box, pulling it out far enough that Ace can get a hold on the back. Together, wordless, they lower it onto the cart. It amazes her, sometimes, how easily she and Ace work, like they’ve known each other for decades instead of merely months.

“Laya.”

She stops spacing out and looks up.

“Do we need anything else?”

Laya hums and walks over to Ace. She stops right in front of her, looking up with a smile.

“What?” Ace asks with amusement.

Laya just continues smiling sweetly.

“You want that creepy head lamp, don’t you?”

“You can put a hat on it!”

Ace laughs and turns the cart around. “Come on, the elevator’s a few aisles down.”

The lamp ends up being the centerpiece on their newly-built shelf.

(The bowtie pasta is in the LÅTSAS set and the head lamp is called ISKÄRNA btw)

@aceattorneyheritageposts