#isa’s feeling 22.

[pacinosgf]

  dear corinne has spread her wings and fled,

but what will be of her devoted and loving tutor without her presence? tethered to the opera company until it becomes ruins, condemned to spend the rest of her existence hiding herself from people’s careful eyes, erika aches and yearns for her little angel, hoping she will return some day to see her again. how ironic is that, the phantom waiting for the dear and delicate corinne to come back and save her from herself?

@gllianowens

#erika & corinne #isa’s feeling 22.

[bizarrelovesquare]

Dan posted this video that gave us a HUGE peek into Martin's notes about episodes they're working on...

Screenshots (with about 90% ID of what's visible, bless his handwriting) under the cut! Fair warning, it's long, but there's a lot going on here, and it's so much to think about!

picture 1: ????? chicken head funnier

picture 2: (first page) Reactionator

? Speakers all over town People's phones Therapist Doof & Candace

Therapist thinks she is crazy but is tactful

The shrink is delusional ? ? exercise that is the catalyst for Cand. being delusional

Candace "It's A Wonderful Life" -- After actual bust C sees everyone doing much worse she feels sad

Family - I think you discuss it Cruise Ship - P&F Van/Doof Last chance to Candace A / Perry back

(second page) Doof's DEI W/A C's Therapist

Doof same therapist

Ferb is next a speech therapist

Doof trauma-dumping on therapist

Therapist "The real self-destruct button is in your head"

Therapist does ex(?)nemesis - therapist

Therapist sees - "WAIT, I GET IT, what Candace is doing gets taken away by what HE'S DOING--"

(note going down side of page) GUEST ON DOOFENPUSS

Doof ? regular ? ? - but she can't ? this because of C ? Confidential ALL DANVILLE Doof and Vanessa on cruise ALL CHARACTERS ? Reactionator blackmail secret I ever tell you w/Lindana whose solved mysteries

picture 3: (script on the table) (our first potential season 6 title?) PHINEAS AND FERB

"VANESSAY"

Written by Martin Olson & Olivia Olson

picture 4: Vanessay

Change tennis to playground

Roger & slushy guy not zapped

Rog. - reflects ray w/ his teeth - set up teeth first Doof: strong jaw -

Agent T thumbnotes "Up the chimney is a weird visual pun" Stacy: "You know we have a front door."

C & Stacy w/ambient sounds joke sequence - cut down?

Mono - "Four seasons of this show" Why did I ? ? ?

To Liv for Vanessay Playground - see how ? ? trap sets scene - a handled window box

Stacy: "Hey ? I ? ANIMAL NOISES!" CUT TO BLACK

Stacy pushes ? out of doorway

Dimin: after "Shorty" - No prize is worth this!

picture 5: T For Teen For Liv - SC 916 Perry leaps into air & does triple flip & lands ready to fight

Pitch n buttons for each

Exec note - Thurs - T For Teens 1:48 end of C/Stacy annual ? sudden cut to end ? w "napkins"

MEAP - PT2 S&P CONCERNS

(I cannot make this bit out to save my life. Martin what in the world my dude)

picture 6: Meap pt 2 - thumbnotes

22 to Meap - "Uh-uh! An ship ? us away!" (clumsy)

Fix pronunciation "St. Lois" joke C is shushed by Meap

Tidy up - don't have everyone say "Don't forget to flush"

C pressing red button to explode ? ship sucks

Brenda joke sexist "No one tracks you through the universe more than your wife"

picture 7: 501 PT1 Exec notes - bigger intro of Doof instead of him on yearbook 10:27 Buf. throw away Constitution Irving beat #2 too quick to nerd

Deconstructing thumbatic

Instead of "psychosis" "phantasma"

607 - Isa hair - 704 OWCA shredding SC

C feels good - "? ? that every day"

12 min: Viewers see The Murder Board

Biblio Blast anim. notes Perry incompetent - smashes into Doof's roof Cut down - plants surrounding/attacking Cut down Doof/Per table start w/Doof "We have to HIT SELF DESTRUCT"

picture 8: (page 1) song by the paver the wind makes love w/each other again

around us - it all seems so real meaning confounds us - cuz nothing's revealed we're SW in love w/each other again

Middle 1: From nothing we hustle Towards each other again Our love seems to circle Without any end

V3: The cloud of unknowing has such beautiful colors But where is it all going ? towards one another? we're SW - in love w/each other again

Middle 2: We seek out each other Every time we appear Sometimes we find another Before we disappear

INSTRUMENTAL W/DANCING SKELETON

(page 2) Middle 3: The breeze says to hug her And show how we feel Slowly healing each other Every turn of the wheel

Repeat V1: So basically - We're SW Along by the river We sit on a porch and The wind makes us shiver We're SW in love w/ each other again We're SW in love w/ each other again

JOSH - The paver of

picture 9: While Dance

says to hug her how we feel healing each other turn of the wheel

Repeat V1: (So basically)

We're SW Alone by the river We sit on the ? and The wind makes us shiver We're SW In love w/each other again

picture 10: Swampy

is trapped

back build something

element

State Triangle

"It's like the Berm[uda Triangle] totally different

(Teen lounge) & P&F build

too much like

Dan wants PLANE to

Doof is the ship

Jon said we turn strong where Doof is in the clouds - there's

picture 11: It's a whole new summer Perry (reblog if u cried)

Earthquake

Mom is laughing so hard she can't look

Staring contest - Try not to laugh

Candace has to be ? at Jeremy's larping tournament but she laughs

picture 12: Perry sick, "Can you take

Candace P&F canoe race

Laughtrack-inator Start ? - reveal Doof hits them w/a Doof keeps cranking it up

Doof rises wall of ? behind at ?

Laugh-inator Cut to surgeon heart

Norm: Good mg. sir Doof: But I programmed you to

picture 13: (this is another view of the page in picture 2, but this one reveals slightly more at the bottom, nothing too noteworthy added except for this)

LINDANA 80'S COP MOVIE - GUEST ON DOOFENPUS

#phineas and ferb #this took hours to transcribe btw. the things i do for this dang show <3

[pagesofmiracles]

cyberdating 🎮

pairing. jisung x female reader! (cough cough, smau AND roblox au 💥)

summary. where jisung and reader end up dating on roblox for shits and giggles but don't realize their feelings turn into something more . . .

warnings. cursing 😁 BIG CRINGE WARNING ⚠️ its like a lottttt of second hand embarrassment . . .

featuring. nct jisung, p1h jongseob, tbz sunwoo, enhypen niki, stayc isa, kep1er bahiyyih, aespa ningning . . .

status. whenever i want 😜😜😜 (4-5 times a week, almost everyday)

start. may 31st ongoing !

teaser 🕹

avatars. girls of roblox | roblox devs

extra lvl. cast as roblox games

game 1. new account new me

game 2. two player obby

game 3. txt me

game 4. thx 4 reading

game 5. /emote

game 6. hot

game 7. #baldhiyyih

game 8. mic up bae

game 9. cart ride into sunwoo

game 10. fight vid

game 11. W test

game 12. i-i-i-i

game 13. single era

game 14. no idk her

game 15. robust his ass

game 16. secret ending

game 17. /kms

game 18. r u ghostin me?

game 19. ROBLOX ANTHEM

game 20. my will to live..

game 21. current status: Bouncing off the walls

game 22. system failure ig

game 23. double date?

game 24. DO IT NO ROBUX

game 25. rizz lord 3000

game 26. negative rizz

game 27. come ovr 🙏

game 28. what in the roblox stories

game 29.

game 30.

taglist. open ! comment or send an ask to be added !

#nct #nct dream #nct jisung #jisung smau #nct smau #nct dream smau #nct dream jisung #jisung fluff #nct dream fluff #nct fluff #nct fake texts #nct dream fake texts #park jisung

[hvaneyflowers]

Italian Girl ************

Carlos Sainz Jr. x femOriginaCharacter! fashioninfluencer!

Instagram au ---- Part 3

Carlos goes to Italy for vacation, meets a beautiful young girl, falls in love, and marries her in less than three weeks.

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f1news: BREAKING NEWS! Carlos Sainz has tied the knot! The Ferrari driver announced he had married an Italian fashion influencer, Francesca Di Stefano, of 22. The Spanish, who is 28, had recently broken up with his long-time girlfriend, Isa Hernáez (almost a month ago). Rumors say that he and Francesca met at a wedding in Italy 3 weeks ago, and now they're married. Congratulations to our Smooth Operator!

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username788: Wait! What?!

username199: OMG!!! WHAT?!

username1829: WTF?!!

username992: He's really a Smooth Operator!

username919: Congratulations, I guess...

username9829: He got married to a girl he just met? WHAT?!

username819: He just met? I don't know. Maybe he cheated on Isa with her. username8902: I don't think so. She doesn't look like the homewrecker type. Actually, she's very kind and polite. She's old money.

username749: I feel sorry for his ex-girlfriend. They were together for 6 years, and she wanted to marry him. I wonder what she's thinking about this.

username578: Imagine being with him for almost a decade, and he never proposed, but he met this girl on his vacation, and three weeks later, he married her.

username89: I don't know what to think about this.

username56: This is... unexpected, completely unexpected.

francescadistefano_official

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francescadistefano_official: It's true, I married a man I met three weeks ago. I know it sounds crazy, and it was, but my heart told me it was the best decision I could have made. Carlos and I met at our friends' wedding, and we immediately liked each other. The next day we went on our first date, and since that, we haven't left each other side. He proposed to me after three weeks of going out, and I said yes, because, why not? I love him and he loves me back. The truth is that the heart wants what it wants. I don't know what the future holds for us, but I've never been so in love with a man as I'm with him. I love him. I really, really love him. And I love every minute that I'm with him. I just want to be with him, no matter what.

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carlossainz55: Love you, babe! We'll be together 'till death do us part. It's a promise.

charles_leclerc: Carlos is the best man you could ever know in your life! Congratulations to both of you! I'm hoping to meet you soon!

chiaraferragni: The heart wants what it wants! Congratulations! Bring him to dinner soon. Fedez, me, and the kids are dying to meet him!

username899: Do you know he cheated on his ex-girlfriend? He would do the same with you. Just saying.

username890: Oh, shut up! We don't know what really happened between him and his ex.

francescadistefanofans: I'm very happy for you, my princess! Wishing you the best!

username16: I wonder what your kids would look like! You both are so gorgeous!

username09: Imagine a little Carlitos and a little Francesca! I can picture them running in the paddock to hug their dad after a race! username16: OMG! SO CUTE!! NOW, I WANT TO SEE THAT! username78: Francesca said that she wanted to be a mother before 30, so it's about time! username67: I know she would be the most beautiful pregnant woman! username7: Francesa wants kids, but we don't know if Carlos feels the same. username16: I hope yes. They'd make beautiful kids!

username1: Congratulations! He's a lucky guy!

username3: You'll be my new top couple! Such old money vibes!

username45: They give me Lana del Rey's vibes username3: I KNOW!! Power couple!

username567: Congratulations! I wish the best for you both!

carlossainz55

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carlossainz55: They said you'll know when you meet the one, and they were right. When I first saw Fran, I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. I don't know what had me the most. Was her charisma? Or her kindness? Or her laugh? I don't know but I completely fell in love with her. Marrying her after three weeks of knowing each other was the craziest decision I've made, but I know it was the best. I love you, babe, to the moon and back. I can't wait to see what the future holds for us!

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landonorris: WAIT! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DID IT!

charles_leclerc: He's the smooth operator, what did you expect? landonorris: An invitation to the wedding!

fernandoalo_oficial: Felicidades, amigo! Espero que seas muy feliz en tu nueva vida! / Congrats, my friend! I hope you'll be very happy in your new life!

username8999: I CAN'T BELIEVE! What about Isa?

username788: He doesn't care about her anymore, and I think she feels the same.

username75: Congrats! I guess... This was unexpected.

username890: I hope you didn't make a mistake.

lewishamilton: Congratulations, mate! I wish you the best!

alex_albon: We need to do a bachelor party!

charles_leclerc: YES! I agree with that!

lance_stroll: Congratulations! She seems nice!

scuderiaferrari: Congratulations Carlos! Looking forward to meeting her!

username777: Alex said something about a bachelor party, I need that to happen!

maxverstappen1: Wow, unexpected, but happy for you, mate! Congrats!

landonorris: BACHELOR PARTY AT MINE'S!

francescadistefano_official

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francescadistefano_official: Mr. & Mrs. Sainz 7/25/23

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valentinaferragni: Absolutely gorgeous! Love U!!

francescadistefano_official: Love u too! ❤️

username887: I don't know why, but now this is my dream wedding!

username81: Right? It looks so beautiful!

francescadistefanofans: YOU LOOK SO BEAUTIFUL, MRS. SAINZ!

maisonvalentino: What an honor to have been chosen for your special day! Congratulations!

username45: Waiting to see you in the paddock next race!

username3: Are you going to live in Spain or he's moving to Italy?

francescadistefano_official: I'm moving to Spain next week! username72: You'll love Spain! francescadistefano_official: Can't wait!

francescadistefano_official

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francescadistefano_offical: Maldives, you are incredible! #honeymoonlife

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carlossainz55: You look absolutely stunning! Can't take my eyes off you, nena!

francescadistefano_official: You too, Mr. Sainz! Love you so much! carlossain55: Love you, too, Mrs. Sainz! ❤️

username781: So they went to the Maldives for their honeymoon. Are we seeing her in the paddock next week?

username17: I hope so. I want to know how their relationship is! username22: I don't like her. She's doing what Carlos doesn't like. Sharing his private life! username18: We don't know them! And Carlos looks like he is okay with that!

scuderiaferrari: Recharging energy for the next race!

f1: Ready for Zandvoort? Hope to see you there, Mrs. Sainz!

username199: You both look so happy! Wish you the best!

username23: Happy for you! And jealous! You have Carlos Sainz as your husband! So lucky.

francescadistefanofans: Beautiful as always!

#f1 fanfic #f1 instagram au #f1 imagine #f1 social media au #f1 #carlos sainz #carlossainzsocialmediaau #ferrari #scuderia ferrari

[scalacaelumxx]

Who are your top 3 favorite KH characters? ✨

I'm going to try not to ramble on this forever but thank you so much for sending this ask in! I apologize in advance for the can of worms you have opened.

Vidar (Spoilers for Dark Road incoming) Probably the least surprising thing, but currently Vidar is my top favorite. I'm fairly new to the mobile games, and full disclosure, I did not like him when I first saw him. Eraqus was so upset by Vor leaving (even though it was her own choice) that I genuinely felt for him, and therefor didn't approve of Vidar "taking" her away. But continuing the story and learning that he and his friends were so close to achieving what they had been training for for years, only for it to end in the death of not one of his friends, but four of them. And he can't bring himself to strike down what caused their deaths, because Baldr is just a kid and he (presuming that one line was about Hoder) can't bear to face her if something happened to him after she died trying to protect him His character is interesting, he's got a killer design, you can tell how much he cared about his friends, and the tragedy of risking everything to save someone for your friend, only to die by that person's hand trying to protect the friends you have left. I could talk about him for 22 hours a day.

Saix/Isa I know I don't post about him a lot, but Saix (or Isa) has been one of my favorite characters since my friend introduced me to Kingdom Hearts when I was a kid. If it wasn't for Vidar, he'd still be in the top spot! There's just something about how ruthless he was in kh2 and Days. How brutally honest and blunt his deliveries were, and how his boss fight involves catching you off guard with mechanics that don't seem to suit what you've seen of him until you really look at it and realize it does. His relationship with Axel is hilarious on surface level and depressing when you go deeper. His relationship of being Xemnas' right-hand man (next to Xigbar) while also plotting to betray him is so intriguing. And then seeing those sharp eyes and the barbed words and the ruthlessness in him and seeing those compared to the kid who made fun of his best friend and wanted to explore places he wasn't supposed to be in and help someone he had just met is heartbreaking. I loved his redemption in kh3, subtle in the background as it was, and I'm hoping to see more of him trying to be a better person and make it up to Roxas and Xion in 4.

Zexion/Ienzo This one caught me so off guard. I had gotten back into the fandom after a long while and was replaying through the old games to get caught up and Zexion blindsided me in Re:CoM. He was secretive and quiet, but really held no animosity towards Sora or Riku. Which, compared to the rest of the Organization in the castle, stood out a lot. Considering this, he really didn't deserve the death he got, which is still pretty brutal for a Kingdom Hearts death. Then he comes back and immediately throws everything he has into helping the heroes. They were more of a means to an end before, rather than true enemies, and despite their reservations about him he has no problems spending all of his time and resources into helping them stop Xehanort. He was just a kid when he helped start the fall of Radiant Garden but he still feels so guilty and wants to atone so badly. Plus you get extra angst in the "didn't have a heart for 10 odd years and now suddenly has one and is feeling" department.

Runner ups include: Baldr, Vali, Xaldin/Dilan, Vexen/Even, and Terra!

#scala ramble #ask #vidar #saix #isa #zexion #ienzo #I have so many thoughts about Vidar I think I would hit the word limit trying to write it all down #also I hope the gifs work because I've never made a gif in my life but I tried for this #thanks for sending this in!!

[cupiidskiss]

I would like to know more about Boone and Isa 👀 What is their story? Are the connected? Are the somehow related to the gang? What are they like?

I would love to hear it!

OKOK they are rdo ocs and no way related to the gang, isa has met charles chatney briefly in a bar but thats besides the point.

isa is a 21 yr old mojave native who grew up in southern california w/ her tribe and they were forced into reservations. mojave natives are nomadic, so isa when she was 17 longed to continue that life and really couldn’t stand the mistreatment of reservation life so she left. isa meets her surrogate father, julius (my friends oc) when shes 19 after she gets into a bar fight in saint denis, years later hes murdered, she sorta goes off the deep end and feels purposeless in life, cuts her hair, its a whole thing. shes pretty stone faced, but julius brought out the good and goofiness i her, they have lots of tender moments that make my found family heart burst

boone on the other hand is a 40 yr scottish american lad, grew up middle class in the dustbowl regions of the united states. moved to the fictional rdr states when he was around 22 and got caught up in organized crime 10 years later (32). if i had to describe boone, hes a mafia cowboy hehe. hes a hitman/gun for hire for all the underground corruption that goes on in saint denis. hes…horrible. micah bell sorta guy in comparison. tall, looming, sadistic son of a bitch. he’d shoot his target in the legs so they couldnt run just so he could get a kick out of their reaction. he has no filter, womanizer (what would you call the masculine version of this? hes that too). idk hes..,something. he has a screw loose but its ok

isa and boone have interacted ONCE thats all. it was brief, no names exchanged. boone had been lounging about in the saint denis bar with some working women, as he does, isa was there too just for a drink. boone being the big talker he is sorta flirted with her, it was indirect, drunkenly and weird. isa insulted him and left, thats really it.

if u have any more questions i’d love to answer

links to oc stuff

oc pinterest board ; https://pin.it/7vcWEsqgs

isa’s playlist ; https://open.spotify.com/playlist/05OjotvrDW2o5raF8pIKN9?si=EeqGjnaxQdCYjFRNVg0iDQ&pi=u--QI__NSLRdy

boone’s playlist ; https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4gJbngAZvRAbetF3C6VRgA?si=BXCZM0mqRXyLElsjoCVdVA&pi=u-xqVLoaMySlSb

isa’s toyhouse ; https://toyhou.se/25994604.isa-mohan

boone’s toyhouse ; https://toyhou.se/27118656.boone-quinn

#cupiidskiss ocs #cupiidskiss

[idlerin]

NONSENSE PLAYLIST

series masterlist | spotify link

a/n — this isn’t in order story-wise, but this is genuinely what i listen to whenever i want to be in the mood to write nonsense! i just add songs when i feel like it, most mean something to the story, some don’t, so u guys should just guess since it would be a spoiler if i said which is which. and these songs aren’t just like one-sided feels of our mc sooo <3

okay, here you go !

1. nonsense - sabrina carpenter

2. everytime - ariana grande

3. vintage - niki

4. celebrity - iu

5. the very first night - taylor swift

6. maroon - taylor swift

7. about you - the 1975

8. call it what you want - taylor swift

9. ikaw lamang - silent sanctuary

10. kundiman - silent sanctuary

11. hits different - taylor swift

12. i think he knows - taylor swift

13. double take - dhruv

14. wish you were sober - conan gray

15. umaasa - calein

16. omg - newjeans

17. the 1 - taylor swift

18. paris - taylor swift

19. make you mine - public

20. unang sayaw - nobita

21. hype boy - newjeans

22. miss u miss me - just stef

23. plastic flowers - idlework.

24. isa lang - arthur nery

25. fool - frankie cosmos

26. found you - austin mahone

27. the archer - taylor swift

28. mess it up - gracie abrams

29. out of the woods - taylor swift

30. afterglow - taylor swift

31. apollo - faith zapata

32. airplane thoughts - dhruv

33. lovin’ me - fifty fifty

34. muli - ace banzuelo

35. limbo - keshi

36. car’s outside - james arthur

37. estranghero - cup of joe

38. the way i spoke - beabadoobee

39. i don’t want to watch the world end with someone else - clinton kane

40. anymore - jeon somi

41. i guess i’m in love - clinton kane

42. i wish you would - taylor swift

43. shadow - seventeen

44. disconnected - 5 seconds of summer

45. kursunada - adie

46. huwag muna tayong umuwi - bini

47. tingin - cup of joe

48. ikaw pa rin ang pipiliin ko - cup of joe

49. old love - yuji, putri dahlia

nonsense ! an oikawa tooru social media au

synopsis. you were oikawa tooru’s #1 fan, until you became his #1 hater. you hated him so much you went viral on twitter (accidentally) and literally became known as “the oikawa tooru hater”, doesn’t help that he keeps fueling the fire by subtweeting you. everyone is all in for this new drama. what isn’t known to the public, is that this particular drama’s been on hold for three years (him being your ex and all).

#haikyuu smau #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #oikawa tooru #haikyuu fluff #hq #haikyuu x you #oikawa tooru x you #— nonsense.

[inchidentally]

Maybe I’ve been reading too much fan fiction but part of my feels like it could really happen where Oscar assumes Lando is too cool or too wild for him and doesn’t push for more of a friendship. I remember Carlos and Daniel having no problem doing trips and social stuff or just hanging out more with Lando pretty soon after being his teammate. I feel like Oscar having been a fanboy he’s just assumed he would be too quiet and shy to join in Lando’s partying and cool friends.

(mental note here I'm speaking fully non-RPF and purely the real life friendships)

well I will weigh in and say that Carlos and Lando didn't start properly socializing (apart from golf, which was always in a group of 4 or more) until 2022 when he went for the wedding. before then yea, Lando's never minded third wheeling with Carlos and Isa like he does with Carlos and Rebecca but I don't really count that as much bc it's sort of like parents and child aslfglafg

and it was the same with Daniel - they didn't immediately bond and it was probably around the same time as with Carlos that they started hanging out more socially. it all makes sense bc Lando finally got old enough to have more in common with those guys and to fit in with their friend groups more. a 19 or even a 22 yo gamer/youtuber isn't going to have much in common with guys in their late twenties or thirties who have steady girlfriends (apart from F1 or sport) esp when Lando has always been young for his age. Lando hinted at wanting to visit Daniel's ranch like what, two or three years ago? and he only just now visited and only for one day during his winter break with his (very definitely close friend) Martin Garrix.

and it's worth saying here that an anon gave a very detailed rundown of just how much Lando and Max V have socialized for years to a degree he never has with Carlos or Daniel. same with George and Alex who he's also known for ages. so I'd say a lot can be said for people misinterpreting Lando's closeness with the F1 friends based on "bromances" rather than reality. car|ando is big business in fandom world, closely followed by dando - so that's the stuff that gets cherry picked out. but you could find the same content with Max, George or Alex.

Lando's degree of actual friendship with someone clearly takes a while for him to warm up to. and as another anon said (and as Lando said himself) he has an entire friend group from karting days who are no longer involved in racing who are his tightest friends.

so I think for those waiting for Oscar to maybe become closer friends with Lando socially, it was never going to happen after just one season! thankfully we have two more seasons to see where things go <3

as far as how Oscar feels or views himself I just feel like we're missing wayyyy too much authentic info about Oscar to make any conclusions! since it's what I do I'll theorize that it would be way less to do with Lando seeming "too cool" since Oscar's seen so much of Lando's content over the years to know that Lando would never classify himself that way lasfgljsahfa.

I think it would more come down to Oscar saying that he's a very mellow, lower energy guy and spends most of his time with Lily or his own friends in small groups in private rather than at events or clubs etc. now! a lot might still change as Oscar relaxes into his F1 role and starts getting more invites from the rest of the grid. I'd personally like to see that bc he deserves to flex a little and stake his rightful place among those guys!

but as of right now, Lando's energy levels and the type of fun he has doesn't line up with Oscar's. Lando also lives a very blissfully happy bachelor existence and that's not rly 'conducive' for a guy in a ltr. and Oscar hasn't been in Lando's life long enough to start popping up at golf or padel with his friends of 4+ years.

but considering everything Lando, Oscar, Zak, Andrea etc etc have said about what perfect teammates they make for each other, and that F1 is Lando and Oscar's number one priority in life for the foreseeable, having an F1 bond is pretty damn strong??

oh and unless he relaxes a lot more I don't see him jumping on stream with Lando. he's so carefully cultivated a friendly but not hugely accessible relationship to fandom that something as unpredictable as a stream seems way too out of character.

I feel like I veered all over the place w this anon but it was a bit difficult for me to answer!!

#inchreplies

[angrelysimpping]

Anything: Collab'oween Day 22

GN!Reader x M!OC Jericho x M!OC Isaiah

I've literally only mentioned these guys once on this blog and but they've been stuck in my brain for ages now. so, uh, enjoy?

Warnings: noncon; multiple partners; fucked up relationship dynamics; nonconsentual scissor/knife play; somewhat implied serial killer; thoughts of gore and cannibalism; slight voyeurism; slapping

Words: 2045

Mist clings to the wet pavement, blue tinged street lights reflected off the dark street. The persistent drizzle is annoying but it’s easy to ignore as you are led through the night. Stumbling a bit, the hand on your arm tightens, low chuckle sending a shiver down your spine. Something about him made you skin prickle, and you weren’t sure if you liked it or not even if you did keep following him.

The bar had been crowded, fog creeping up the windows and lighting dimmer than you’d really like, straining your eyes. You’d been about to call it a night when a man had offered to buy you a drink. He’d looked odd in the poor lighting, more so than he should, because it had to be the lighting that was making him look like that. The strange golden hair that had to be some kind of dye, the jagged streak of pitch black definitely was. The red eyes, the whites of one of them faintly yellow, were probably just some weird contacts. And the sharp teeth? You’d seen body mods like that before. You’re pretty sure the lady in the corner had something similar, had flashed you a pointed toothed grin earlier in the night. The spiked ear piercings and notched eyebrow were almost obligatory. That was the kinda crowd this place attracted, and you suppose you were part of that crowd. 

So you didn’t hesitate to accept his drink. When he’d told you his name was Jericho, you’d given your name in return. When he offered to take you back to his place, you followed him out into the rainy night. Perhaps you’d agreed a little too easily, a little too eagerly. But, this had been your plan at the start of the night anyway, to have an attractive stranger take you home and fuck you senseless. 

Now here you were, stumbling through the door to a tiny little run down place that you would have never expected was someone’s home. Led right into what looks like a makeshift living room. A small sofa that you’d bet had been left on the side of the road, a shabby coffee table with a pair of scissors resting on a pile of haphazardly stacked papers. All lit by a bare lightbulb. Cramped, yet, clean. Better than some places you'd crashed in. 

That’s when something shifts, changes. A slight tinge of something being off in the air, settling on your skin. The butterflies in your stomach are no longer just about hooking up with a cute guy, but about the way his grip tightened on you, the sharpness in his smile. The almost imperceivable way he moves, nudging you further into the room and away from the door.

Oh, and his apparent boyfriend? 

“Jericho!” The voice was soft, excited, enthralled. He’s shorter than Jericho, a shock of murky purple hair made brighter by his unnaturally pale skin. Wide, somewhat manic, gray eyes zero in on the man next to you like he was the only thing that existed. He doesn’t even notice you, barreling into Jericho, pressing his face into the other’s chest. 

“Hello, Isa.” Jericho sounds exasperated, but there’s a small smile on his face and a fondness in his voice that you can’t miss. 

It feels like you’re intruding, somehow, but trying to back away only makes the grip on you tighter. Painful, even. It’s pure reflex, the small sound of pain that leaves you as Jericho’s grip starts to bruise.

And that’s when you’re finally noticed.

There’s an almost physical shift in the room as the smaller man - Isa? Odd name. Maybe a nickname? - notices you, eyes locking onto yours before sliding down to where Jericho’s hand touches you. The warmth in his gaze fades, eyes going blank and smile dropping as he regards you. You think he tries to press closer into Jericho’s chest, only to be pushed away. 

“Isaiah.” The fondness has left Jericho’s voice, tone harsh, reprimanding. Isaiah steps back at his name, a sort of command that you can’t fully understand as Jericho begins to drag you further into the room. 

A tightness starts to swell in your chest, throat constricting as the strangeness of the situation grates on you. Again you try to break the hold he has on you, only to find yourself forcibly yanked along. 

“W-wait-” your words fall on deaf ears as you’re flung onto the sofa. 

“Fuckin’ finally,” Jericho mutters as he straddles you, strong hands going to yank down your pants without ceremony. “Been dying for a new plaything.”

You remember his words at the bar, how he seemed so pleasant, nice, then. Honeyed words and soft promises. All lies, it seemed. 

Tears prick at the corners of your vision as you try to push him off, but he’s stronger than you’d originally thought. Still, you refuse to make this easy for him, squirming under him as he tries to remove your underwear. 

He sighs, reaching for the scissors on the table and you freeze as you feel metal against your thigh. 

Your eyes flick to Isaiah, not sure if you’re looking for help, but whatever you’re hoping for isn’t there. He stares down at you over Jericho’s shoulder, expression stone. As if you’ve done something wrong. 

“I don’t mind you wanna do it this way, but I really don’t feel like making a mess tonight.” 

Your mind empties at the words, cold blades running up the inside of your thigh and pressing momentarily against your groin. He laughs as your breathing falters for a moment before sliding the tip of the scissors along the outline of your sex. He smiles then, the same lazy, sharp-toothed smile he’d worn at the bar that had made your heart flutter. Not now, though. Now that same grin makes you go cold as you realize how easy this all is for him. 

Like he’s done this countless times before. 

Metal hooks into the soft fabric of your underwear, the snip of the blades clinking together ringing in your ears. 

“Are you gonna be good for me?” 

Your eyes meet his. This close, you can tell their strange color, the slitted pupils, aren’t lent to him from special contacts like you’d assumed. They were his, a part of him. 

Were….were the other things him too? The hair? The teeth? Actually his? Not dye or body mods, but him? What was he, then?

Metal kisses your neck, and maybe you’re imagining the scent of rust but you can’t stop your thoughts from running wild. Rust from poorly cared for scissors? They wouldn’t have cut so easily, sounded so smooth. But from blood? Metal stained with blood so often the scent still clung to the gleaming surface? 

“Would hate to have to make a mess after Isa spent so long cleaning up the last one.”

The last ounce of fight leaves you with those words, at the confirmation of your wild thoughts. “Please,” your voice sounds weak even to your own ears, “I’ll…I’ll do anything.”

He laughs above you, sound making a cold sweat break out all over your body.

“Oh, I know you will.”

Something hot and hard presses against your hole, and you know it’s his cock even if you’d missed the part where he’d pulled it out. You try to relax, try to make everything as painless as possible, but it still burns as he starts to force himself into you dry. In an attempt at self preservation, you try to let your mind drift as he keeps going, bottoming out with a low groan. 

Isaiah stands frozen to the side, hand twitching towards his pocket. It’d be easy, he knows it would. The knife is like an extension of himself, something he can’t live without. It’d be so, so, easy to gut you where you lay on the couch, with Jericho’s perfect cock still buried deep inside you. It’d be sublime, he thinks. He could be inside you at the same time as his savior, could reach in up to his elbow and fish out a kidney, hold it up to Jericho’s scarred lips and beg him to eat the offering out of his bloodied hand.

He doesn’t move. Doesn’t dare look away from where Jericho’s fat cock bullies your hole open on their shared sofa. He hates it, hates that Jericho is looking at you, touching you, fucking you. But still, his dick swells, presses uncomfortably against his trousers. 

He can’t help it. He’s never seen Jericho like this, never from this angle. He’s always been the one trapped under Jericho’s body, strong arms bracketing his head and fat cock splitting him open. This is…different. And good. So very good as Jericho pauses to strip his shirt off, back muscles flexing, a thin gleam of sweat reflecting in the dim light of their hideout. 

Isaiah drifts closer, ignoring a pained whine from you, a half hearted plea for some kind of mercy that neither man feels inclined to grant you. He’s never seen Jericho’s back, the sharp shoulder blades, the smooth skin. The dusting of freckles that grace his face spreads over his shoulders,  back, and down to his waist. On impulse, Isaiah leans in, pressing his nose into the junction between Jericho’s neck and shoulders, inhaling deep before giving a long lick trailing up to the other’s temple.

The hand that twists into Isaiah’s hair is expected, welcomed. It yanks him down, pleasant burn along his scalp as the roots are pulled, and his mouth forced to Jericho’s in a messy kiss. It’s more teeth than anything, exactly how Jericho’s kisses always are. Exactly how Isaiah needs to be kissed.

Even somewhat preoccupied with Isaiah, Jericho’s brutal fucking continues. It’s only as he yanks Isaiah back by the hair, breaking the kiss, that his thrusts slow. 

He looks at Isaiah with half lidded eyes. “You’d do anything for me, wouldn’t you puppy?”

Isaiah’s eyes go wide, panic lighting up in a blazing fire within them. “Anything,” he echoes, nodding frantically. “I’ll do anything.” 

“Promise to play nice?” There’s a lighter note to his tone, a teasing that Isaiah, if he even notices, disregards. 

“Promise,” Isaiah swears with a solemnness that makes your skin crawl. 

Jericho keeps grinding his hips against yours, a dull pain that’s almost a blessing compared to the savagery of before. You try to collect yourself as much as you can as Jericho manhandles Isaiah until the smaller of the two is straddling your chest. 

Plucking up all your courage, you catch Isaiah’s eyes. Maybe, if you could get one of them to like you, things might get better.

You try to give him a soft smile, though you’re not sure how successful you are. “I-Isa, right?” 

Even as you stumble over his nickname, you know you’ve made a mistake as his eyes harden.The smack echoes in the small room, head wrenched to the side from the force of the slap and skin immediately smarting. Tears blur your vision as a pale hand grabs your jaw, nails digging into your skin as you’re forced to face Isaiah again.

“Don’t call me that,” he hisses, Jericho snickering behind him, and you nod weakly. The moment you agree, his hand darts away, as if touching you had burned him.

Jericho’s hands snake under the waistband of Isaiah’s pants, and it’s not long before you are presented with a freakishly pale cock. He guides it towards your mouth, precum smearing against your lips as Isaiah sighs, head tilted back to rest on Jericho’s shoulder. 

Those strange red eyes meet yours, a feral light in them that wasn’t present before as he handles Isaiah’s cock. “Suck.” It’s a command, one you don’t hesitate to follow. Lips wrapping around the oddly cool shaft, tongue swirling around the tip, you’re not given long before Isaiah starts fucking into your mouth. Tears run freely down your face now as Jericho resumes his own thrust. You’d promised to do anything, anything, if it allowed you to leave this place alive. So you’d do this, try to ignore the man ponding into you between your thighs and the one fucking your throat. As best you could, anyway. You just had to survive the night, after all.

#collaboween #quiet ocs #jericho #isaiah #tw noncon #cw noncon #tw multiple partners #cw multiple partners #tw knife play #cw knife play #tw gore #cw gore #tw cannibalism #cw cannibalism #tw voyeurism #cw voyeurism #tw slapping #cw slapping #gn reader

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Verde Visión: Deleted Scenes

I would've loved to have Chapter 22 ready yesterday, the 1-year anniversary of when I posted the first chapters to AO3. But it's turning out to be a long one (and an important one) and needs a little more love. Also, work has me feeling like our girl Mirabel here these past few weeks. (It's a good burned out! But it's still burned out...)

But I like marking milestones, so I went back into my snippets folder in Scrivener and pulled out some scenes that I cut from the story so far for various reasons.

Spoilers for Verde Visión below the cut.

Chapter 6

[In the final version, Bruno finds Flora y fauna del desierto de Sonora on his bookshelf on his own. But before that, Isabela was supposed to come in after his talk with Mirabel and give it to him.

I think I cut it because it felt weird to have her come in just for that. But then I went on to have plenty of other characters do similar things so...??]

A moment later, he heard his door creak open. "Mira, please," he sighed, "just knock first?" He turned to frown at her but found Isabela making her way through the antechamber instead. "Oh, hey Isa." He straightened his back and wiped at his face with a napkin, hoping his eyes weren't red. "Doing a little night gardening?" he asked, and went back to poking at his soup, now congealing, not expecting a response. When it came to regular visitors to his room, Isabela couldn't be more different than Mirabel. Where Mirabel was inquisitive and loquacious, Isabela was focused and reserved. She would wander in, borrow a book or tend to the cactus garden she was growing in the sandy ground floor of his tower, and then wander back out, sometimes with barely a word. She'd always had a regal bearing even as a young girl, but since the reconstruction of the house (and the family), it was like she no longer felt the need to perform all the social pleasantries that had been expected of her her entire life. She could just be herself. Her strange, fabulous, slightly-menacing self. She scared him a little bit, but if she was happy then he was happy for her. And she showed her affections in other ways, like decorating his room with plants that thrived in the arid environment. Breezing past him, she patted him on the shoulder, and started climbing the bookshelf ladder. "Ah, going for a book? Let me know if you find a good one," he said, then pitched his voice up to a falsetto, "'Thank you, Tío Bruno! You're my favorite and most talented tío!'" A while later she descended the ladder, book in hand. And then to his surprise, she placed it front of him on the workbench. He read the cover, Flora y fauna del desierto de Sonora. "Your future wife is from Sonora, Mexico and she's big into nature," she said. "Read up so you have something to talk about later." She squeezed his shoulders and made her way back to the door. Bruno almost exploded. "Ahhh not you too! Are there any secrets in this family? Y'know, of course not, I should really know better by now," he grumbled, and then called after her, "Nice talking with you, Isa! You know I love our little chats!" She twirled around to face him, her eyes twinkling with amusement, and then pointed into the rafters. "Your new friend is cute," she said, and then slipped out the door backwards with a wink. He swiveled on his stool and peered upwards. What now? Could no one in this house just leave him alone to wallow in his misery for even a single night?

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Chapter 15

[A scene from when Esme is sad and restless because she hasn't seen Bruno in a week. She goes to visit Sofía at the café, not realizing it's too early for anyone to be awake.]

When she arrived at the café, she found the patio was empty. Of course it was, she thought, the sun had barely risen, no one else was up at this hour. Well, no one except the Espinosas, judging by the warm and inviting smell of baked goods wafting out of their window, preparations for the busy day to come. Not wanting to distract them, she turned to head back to the schoolhouse. "Esme?" She whipped around and saw Sofía leaning out the front window. "What are you doing out there, Profe?" she said, smiling brightly. "Get in here and let me put you to work!" She made good on her promise, setting Esme to the task of shaping the pandebono dough into rolls and rings. Esme wasn't fast, but she didn't need to be, the pace of life was slower here. Things happened when they happened, what was the rush? And it was soothing, rolling out little ropes of cheesy dough, like making snakes with modeling clay, and then forming them into donuts and laying them on the wooden peel. "You know, if you're looking for company, you should sit out on the patio after this," said Sofía. "You're still kind of a mystery to most folks, I'm sure they'd love to chat." "Hmm, no thanks," said Esme. "I'm pretty sure I know what they'll all want to talk about." Sofía hummed an acknowledgement. "Most of them have given up trying to warn you away from him, you know. Now they're just praying for you." She smiled slyly. "They say he's seduced you with his evil ways." Esme chuckled to herself, picturing Bruno hopping around her classroom with a bucket on his head. "Well, his evil ways are pretty unconventional."

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Chapter 16

[This was originally the beginning of the chapter, where Bruno is going to see Esme for their Friday date night totally platonic coffee and conversation.

Cut because it was one of those scenes where I was just having fun imagining logistics and infrastructure in the encanto and it didn't really add anything.

Also, one of the most flagrant examples of how lazy I am when I pick names for random townspeople. Oh, you designed the fountain? You're Señor Fuentes.]

"Now, class, we've learned that gravity is what feeds the fountain, but can anyone tell us what it is that causes the water to spray into the air?" "Water pressure," Bruno answered under his breath. He shifted his body a few inches to the left to avoid the edge of a clay tile digging into his hip, and rested his chin in his hand again. Currently, he was laying on his stomach on the roof of one of the buildings adjacent to the square, peeking out from behind the roof's ridge. He'd very nearly walked right past Esme and her class on his way to the schoolhouse this Friday afternoon, too absorbed in thinking about what they'd talk about tonight. (And very grateful to have the chance again.) But just as he'd been preparing to jump an alleyway, he'd heard her voice and found them gathered around the town's large stone fountain in the square. They'd even carried the blackboard into the plaza for Esme to sketch a cross-section of the fountain's workings on. Today, he wasn't the only one overhearing her lesson. A good number of the town's residents, intrigued by the spectacle, had gathered to observe. For that reason, he was being very careful not to be spotted up here. The last thing he needed was for the them to fear that he was lurking above them as well as in their nightmares. Thanks for that one, Camilo. A hand went up, and Bruno smiled proudly. "Yes, Mirabel?" "Water pressure?" "You got it!" Esme confirmed, to his niece's beaming satisfaction. She turned to face the older man beside her, wearing a smartly-pressed guayabera and shielding himself from the sun under a sombrero vueltiado. "Señor Fuentes, can you tell us more about it?" Along with the change in venue, evidently, Esme had also invited a guest speaker. Bruno's smile widened. It was good to see he was still around. Señor Fuentes had been a young man about Bruno's mother's age when he fled the violence that had engulfed their former hometown. Alma had counted him as one of their many blessings when she learned they had an engineer among their numbers. And one so passionate about his work that rather than packing his single bag with clothes or money, he'd brought along only his instruments, his most precious possessions. When he was a boy, Bruno had followed him around from time to time, full of questions about his work that he answered with patience and genuine enthusiasm. Those were the days when his gift had felt the most useful. When he could look into the town's future and tell him where they would lay the next road or build the next house. And Señor Fuentes, though he would always verify the suitability of a site with his instruments, was grateful for the time saved finding it. "One of the first major pieces of infrastructure we built here was an aqueduct that carried water from a nearby spring in the mountains to this fountain," he said. "This is where everyone without access to a well used to get their water for drinking and cooking. And water pressure is what makes it possible. Of course, we had to make sure that there was enough pressure to make it flow, but not so much that it would take your head off when you opened the spigots!"  That got a laugh from the class. And as he continued, Esme wrote a formula on the board. "One foot of height creates 0.433 pounds per square inch of water pressure," he said. "Considering the terrain, calculating the height is a little more complicated than we have time for today, but assuming a water elevation of 163 feet, how many psi is that here at the fountain?" Bruno didn't bother trying to answer that one. He'd never been as interested in numbers as he was with letters. Esme, on the other hand, seemed to have a natural affinity for them. Sure enough, when no hand went up, she answered, "Seventy."

Señor Fuentes looked at her with an expectant little smile. "Don't be shy, Profesora." "Point five seven nine," she added, a bit bashfully, and then waved a hand as her students gave her a teasing round of applause and cheers.

[Bruno follows them back to the schoolhouse and overhears Esme and Señor Fuentes from the alleyway.]

"And thank you for the invitation! Before I go home and boast insufferably about it to the lady of the house, I have a question for you, Profesora," he said. His voice, all warmth and amusement, took on a curious note. "Tell me, when can we expect you and Bruno Madrigal to tie the knot, hm? It's been a long time since the last Madrigal wedding, and we're quite looking forward to it."

Bruno flattened himself against the wall and held his breath. He'd never liked to keep Esme waiting, but he suddenly wished he'd been late getting here today. He wasn't sure he should be hearing this.

There was a pause. Long enough to tell him Esme was surprised, but short enough to tell she wasn't that surprised. He wondered, with a wince of sympathy, just how many times she'd been asked that since she'd been here.

"What makes you think we will?"

His heart fluttered a little in his chest.

It's not like he should want her to agree with the prophecy. In fact, for her sake, he sincerely hoped she was dead set against it. Still, he knew that hearing her refuse it outright would've stung.

But she hadn't. Not exactly.

"Come now," said Señor Fuentes. "Surely you've observed by now, his accuracy rate is one hundred percent! It would seem to be only a matter of time."

"A hundred percent?" she asked, with playful skepticism. "Do we really have enough data points to make that kind of claim? What if it's actually ninety-nine point nine nine repeating?"

Señor Fuentes chortled in response to her deflection. "Profesora, you're a lot like me, I suspect. So I'll leave you with some advice. Every once in a while, do what your heart tells you to do, and not just your head."

Well, bless the man for trying anyway.

But there was no time to think about that now. Bruno needed to prepare his best pose for lurking ominously in a doorway. Because soon Esme would be looking for him in the supply closet and he wouldn't be there. Which meant, for once, he'd be able to surprise her. 

He pulled his hood over his head and snickered to himself in anticipation.

He really should've known better.

"There you are!"

With a strangled yelp, he whirled around and found Esme approaching with a book and a stack of papers. "How the—" he sputtered. "Seriously, what is it!? Can you read minds or something?"

"Please," she scoffed, "isn't one curse enough? And can you carry these for me?" She didn't wait for an answer before circling behind him and setting about putting her materials in his bag.

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Chapter 21

[Another example of just me entertaining myself.

This bit used to be how Bruno figured out where Esme was headed after she runs away from Casita, but I cut it because it interrupted the urgency of the chase and there was already an established way for him to know—an earlier vision.]

Agustín had a theory about Bruno's library. A theory that the books in it were magical reproductions of all the books in the valley.

His theory had been proven correct just days ago, while Bruno was reading to Antonio.

He was in the middle of explaining what the book meant by flocks of birds showing up on "radar", when he'd stopped and realized that he was simply repeating what Esme had originally explained to him during her lessons on World War II. It would be impossible for a book in his library to reference radar. Because it wouldn't have existed before the valley sprang up around them fifty years ago.

That is, unless it was a reproduction of a book Esme had brought into the valley with her. It would explain why he couldn't remember having ever seen that book on his shelf before that night Esme had climbed his tower. It would also explain what a detailed guidebook to the Sonoran Desert was doing in a small town in the Colombian rainforest in the first place.

For the first time, he'd flipped to the front of the book to check the date it was published—1946.

A full forty-six years after they would've been cut off from any printed word besides what they brought with them or wrote themselves. And while there was a small press in town, this wasn't their mark.

Agustín had been ecstatic when Bruno showed him the proof for his theory. And since they now knew the library would add books when new ones were written or brought into the valley, he now theorized that the reverse might be true. That books in the library might disappear if their counterpart was destroyed or left the valley.

Bruno could now tell him that his second theory had proven correct. Unfortunately, it was because Flora y fauna del desierto de Sonora (D. Chavez) was gone from his desk.

Which meant Esme had already left the valley with the original copy.

[Dun dun dun!]

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Chapter 21

[Just some some silly Bruno dialogue I cut from the scene with him and Esme at the river, because Félix's advice ended up a little different in the final version.]

Félix's advice echoed in his mind. Tell her what you're thinking, be honest with her. "You're looking pretty bedraggled." Not THAT honest! "Ahhh I mean, bedraggled and pretty! Both! Kinda like when one of the rats falls into the mop bucket, ya know? They're all soggy and stuff and their fur's all sticking up in all directions but they're still real cute?" Stop! Talking!

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Oh, Bruno, you try so hard.

Thanks for reading! Hopefully, I'll see y'all again soon.

#verde visión #adventures in editing

[pacinosgf]

  once we played with dolls… (3/3)

now we play with dolls too, just in a different way! it's you, me, a computer and lots of words to use so we can play pretend as we please. my dolls weren't actual corpses or demons, but they planned to kill their husbands (when they had one) from time to time, and mostly they were princesses or rich girls who could do whatever they wanted. even then, sometimes i ran out of dolls to play and realized the need for some new distraction to keep things afloat and interesting, something we could call nowadays a non-playable character. mothers, sisters, husbands, affairs, the options are endless! so of course, i will use this opportunity to talk about some of my grown-up npcs.

i've been dying to talk about marianne!!!!! monterey rich girlie, aquarius sun, grew up used to luxury, ditched it all when her stupid boyfriend didn't want to father their child and ran away to raise her kid alone and in a better place, she's truly my personal icon. she's an archivist for a museum right now, which has always been her biggest goal, but she took every and any kind of job while donna grew up and she kept studying so they could have something of their own: waitressing, cleaning, you name it and she probably did it. she's the kind of woman you are intimated by because she doesn't make herself busy trying to be sweet and all that but she is sweet. a notorious loretta lawrence fan!

donna's fondest childhood memories consist of the days her mom would decide they should have a spa day. they'd paint their nails, get some expensive candy, choose a musical to watch and simply enjoy themselves. having spent three years of her life in france when she was a young woman, marianne loves french musicals and constantly talks about catherine deneuve like she's an old friend of hers — her favorite french actress is isabelle huppert, though. she is one of those, and it makes total sense that she raised a girl like donna.

@gllianowens

#isa's feeling 22.

[gamerbearmira]

Twins of Mischief au info

The twins have no chill whatsoever, they look cute from afar but they will colorfully blow up your house with paint.They are the definition of chaos.

I did the math wrong, by the time Miguel was born the triplets & casita were 41 years old. 

Both of them are good at making bombs(not harmful), fireworks, toys, and elaborate pranks.If it’s DIY-able they can make it no sweat. 

And seriously, who needs gifts when you can make cool inventions ALL the time? 

They are the village's miscreants and the family’s chaos children. 

They’re room is an amusement park, just to put that out there.

Here’s this photo for reference

Casita spoils them both, how could she not? They’re her babies. However, the rest of the family don’t like it, especially Alma. Not like she cares though. Casita is the youngest of her siblings, she’s meant to be the chaos sibling. 

Bruno, Julieta, and Agustin don’t do much either. They are just glad that they’re kids are happy. 

“Oh, what can you do? They’re just kids, let them have they’re fun” - Julieta

“Oh you know Mira, it’s fine” - Agustin

“Huh, Miguel blew up your shop with paint? Well…what did you do?” - Bruno

‘Alma, as long as no one is hurt I do not care what they do. Now leave me be’ - Casita

Both know how to fight pretty well, thanks to Hermano mayor Mariano. 

Mirabel still likes to sew and play the accordion

Miguel likes to play the flute and paint. 

They both know how to make amazing clothes/costumes though.

Tio Bruno is like a father figure to Miguel, and Casita couldn’t be more grateful that her brother stepped up to the task.

Whenever you see the two running around cackling and giggling YOU KNOW something is about to happen.

They are the BEST at parkour, no doubt about it. Tia/Mama Casi taught them everything they know. 

Same relationship with Isabela in canon, Isabela’s stress is on 110 because she constantly has to constantly be perfect AND marry someone she doesn’t want to marry. Next to that, she has two people running around causing a muck without any sort of consequence whatsoever. In other words she has no freedom, but they do, and she’s upset about it. 

Isa does see Miguel as a little brother, she doesn’t hate him, he’s just annoying and she’s stressed out. 

Luisa is the same as in the movie. When it comes to Miguel she does see him as a little brother, though he doesn’t annoy her because he knows how stressed she is. 

There’s also a rivalry between the twins and the older yellow siblings when it comes to Antonio. If you haven’t noticed, they aren’t the best influence and they already began to rub off on him by the time he was 3 (he made a glitter bomb and threw it into Isabela’s room). Not to mention that instead of calling the twins prima and primo he openly calls them hermana and hermano. Much to the older yellow siblings dismay. 

And the twins calling him they’re triplet doesn’t make things better. The yellow siblings feel like they’re brother is slipping away from them. He isn’t but that’s just how they feel. 

Now I have a few voice claims for Miguel

Kid miguel 6-8; Juaquin from the book of life (timestamp 0:22)

The Book of Life - The Medal of Everlasting Life given to Juaquin Scene - YouTube

Older Miguel 13-15; Miguel Cazarez Mora (Yes, I see the irony, but it fits and he’s my favorite actor)

FULL MIGUEL CAZAREZ MORA LIVE!!🤩 - YouTube

Camilo does still prank people but people always know when it’s a camilo prank or twin prank. Camilo’s pranks won’t leave you covered in paint that won’t wash out for over a week. 

He also kind of feels like they took his signature thing away, which is pranking and acting. Since they were kids the twins always had “better” shows/storytelling, “funnier” jokes, and “better” pranks. And he thinks Antonio sees Miguel as a “cooler” brother figure. Antonio loves all his siblings equally but there are a lot of unspoken issues.

Now, the twins don’t just randomly prank the townspeople. If the twins are cool with you, there will be a paper mâché rose on your doorstep or pink party streamers hanging somewhere on your house. But if they have beef with you, you're getting harshly pranked, no warnings.

Speaking of party streamers, did I mention they are good at planning parties? They all take part in planning they’re friends' birthdays, quinceaneras, and quinceaneros. Not to mention they’re good DJ’s too. Think Nico and Pedro from Rio, they can keep a party going. 

Bruno did have the vision of Mirabel’s ceremony but the vision tablet would change from the door fading to Miguel standing next to her in what looks like a ceremony door. So to avoid any confusion, he told Alma that “Mirabel is going to be a happy kid”

Alma was confused but took his word for it. Man did that woman cuss his ear off after the ceremony but he told her-

“Hey! I didn’t even know she wasn’t going to get a gift, all I saw was a smiling Mirabel, I thought that was a good enough indication. You can’t be mad at me if my visions aren’t clear”

Of course he was stuttering and fumbling through those words but he got it out. 

Miguel likes to play soccer and help Julieta with cooking when he can. 

Now I wouldn’t say the twins are completely happy, they are in a constant state of “I need to prove that I’m just as good as the others, who needs a gift? I don’t” 

So yeah, that’s all I have for now, but I’ll think of more. The au kind of aligns with the movie but I'll try to expand it more. Thanks for reading!

BETTER THAN NOTHING RAHHHHHHH 🦅🦅🦅

Nah but. I kinda rock wit it, I ain’t gonna lie. Shiii ain’t least they’re. Hm. Yeah 🌚 ANYWAY YEAH. I think it’s cool. They’re kind of like wild cards, well rounded. You know, good at more than one thing, I think that’s nice. Sure, there are flaws and what not, but it’s all good 🫧🫧 Good luck on expanding, I think it can work out pretty well!

#my asks are open #my asks #encanto #encanto au #au #encanto mirabel #twins of mischief au

[lucy-shining-star]

So I was wondering about epsidoes chronology and asked on discord and it seems it's like this:

Edit: First version of this post had something weird going on in season 2 section, copied something weird I guess, fixed it

Season 1

1.Elena and the secret of Avalor  except scenes with Naomi

2. First day of rule

Somewhere after First Day of Rule scenes with Naomi from Secret of Avalor

3.Model sister

4.All heated up

5.Island of youth

6.Spellbound

7.Prince too charming

8.Finders leapers

9.Royal retreat

10. A day to remember

11. The scepter of light

12. Navidad

13. Olaball

14. Flight of the jacquins

15. Crystal in the Rough

16. The princess Knight

17.Captain Turner returns

18.King of the carnaval

19, My fair Naomi

20. Spirit monkey business

21. Wizard in training

22.The Gecko's tale

23. Party of a lifetime

24. Blockheads

25. Masks of magic

26. Realm of jaquins 

Season 2: 1.The jewel of Maru

Somewhere after this and probably before 'Rise of the Sorceress'  'Scepter training with Zuzo' : 'Royal treasury escape room', 'The heist' 'Nothing but blaze', 'Don't be our guest' 'Stowaway' 

2.Royal rivarly 3.The curse of El guapo 4.Three jacquins and the princess

Somewhen after this and before 'Rise of the Sorceress', 'Adventures in Vallastrella': 'Flight of the buttefrog', 'Sleeping sunbird',  'Fast food' , 'Peabunny boogie', 'Human nature'   

5.A spy in the palace

6.Science unfair 7.Rise of the sorceress 8.Shapeshifters 9.The scepter of night

10.The race of the realm 

11.The tale of two scepters

12. Class act

13. All kingdoms fair

14. A lava story

15. Song of the sirenas 

16. The tides of change

After this and before 'Two left fins' , 'The secret life of Sirenas' : 'Feeling clammy', 'Walk this way', 'Off the races', 'Marissa and the mirror'', 'One octopus band' ,

17. Finding Zuzo

18. Two left fins

19. The Return of El Capitan

20. Snow place like home

21. Movin on up

22. Not without my magic

23. Luna's big leap

24. Naomi knows best

Season 3

1. Sister of invention

2. To save a sunbird

3. Father-in-chief

4. The incredible shrinking royals

5. Norberg Peace Prize

6. The magic within 

Somewhere after and before 'Dreamcatcher' , 'Discovering the magic within': 'When the royal family is away', 'Spirit cleaning' , 'Not so basic training', 'No good deed goes unpunished', 'Modern royal family' 

7. Captain Mateo

8.. Sugar rush

9. The family treasure

10. Dreamcatcher

11. Changing of the guard

12. King Skylar

13. Flower of light

14. Spirit of a Wizard

15. Team Isa

16. The last laugh

17. Festival of lights

18. The birthday cruise

19. Giant steps

20. Shooting stars

21. Crash course

22. Sweethearts day

23. The Lighthing warrior

24. Dia de las Madres

25. Heart of the jaguar

26. Elena's day off

27. To queen or not to queen

28. Coronation day

#elena of avalor #i kinda wanted to figure out chronology to give chronological list to people who expressed interest in watching #anyway figured i should post it here

[poisonousdelights]

PARTIES: @poisonousdelights TIME: October of '22 (A few months after Isa was released from Prison) WHERE: The water tower/Isa's home SUMMARY: Isa relives the night that Ruth died. WARNINGS: Depictions of suicide, death, mentions of alcohol

The higher she climbed the more freedom she felt. The wind was whipping her hair around when she climbed over the railing to the landing above and the girl quickly turned so that she could help Ruth up as well. The girl was timid as she made her way next to Isa on the landing, looking around them at the view as if the very idea of being up this high was too scary for her to move any further until Isa grabbed her hand to give some reassurance. “Ruth, come on, it’s not that bad up here. You said you were going to be brave, remember?” She poked the tip of the girl’s nose as Ruth giggled softly, the sound almost being lost in the wind. It was cute though and Isa’s grin grew when she heard it.

The confidence in her friend grew but as the time passed Isa could tell that Ruth was waiting for the moment they could leave without disappointing the one person she wanted so badly to impress. It was frustrating to feel like she was on top of the world and know that the person she was sharing this moment with couldn’t mirror the joy that was coursing through her. “Ruth…” It was a whisper in the night, Isa hoping that she could get the girl to loosen up a little more as she stepped closer to her. “Maybe I can help make those nerves disappear.”

She grinned when the nerves only got worse. It was written all over Ruth’s face. The surprise of the words, the way she watched Isa’s careful movements while the girl laced their fingers through one another, the blush that she could see spotting her cheeks even through the darkness…she loved it. It was almost the same kind of thrill just being at the top gave her. But as she moved closer, Ruth took a step back and Isa felt wounded. Why would she step away?

Her friend’s face contorted, slowly morphing from nervous joy to indignation. “How could you even think about kissing me? You’re the one who killed me.” It was like a slap to the face, Isa’s hurt only growing inside of her chest. “What are you talking about? I didn’t kill you.” Ruth’s head tilted to the left, her eyes boring into Isa as if trying to burn the idea into the lamia’s mind. This wasn’t her Ruth, this wasn’t the shy girl she had met three years prior. She wasn’t the girl who pined for Isabela despite the Argentine leading her on every chance she got. No, this girl was spiteful, full of rage, and all of it was directed at the rightful target…for the wrong reasons.

“That’s not what they think…”

Ruth turned her head to the side and looked down, Isa following her line of sight to see the whole town of Wicked’s Rest waiting below. All of them were staring up at the two waiting for something to happen, some of them holding cameras and some of them holding various weapons to take their revenge after the inevitable. Her friend’s family was front and center, all glaring up at her as they stood next to Isa’s family. Violet had tears running down her face as she pleaded with their parents to no avail. They still stood, staring up at their daughter with disappointment etched all over their features. “Ruth, what’s going on?” 

“They’re waiting…you’re supposed to push me now.”

She shook her head, tears welling up in her own eyes when she looked back at her. “I’m not doing that. I would never do that.” Ruth sighed before stepping closer to the ledge, her back to the town. “It doesn’t matter, they’re still going to blame you anyway.” Before Isa could stop her, Ruth was casually falling backwards over the railing, no emotion on her face. She ran forward to try and catch her hand but to no avail. Ruth was falling…falling…falling…

Isa woke up with a start, a shine of cold sweat covering her from head to toe. It was the same dream she’d had over and over again since the night on top of the water tower and even though she knew that wasn’t how it played out it mine as well have been. Nobody believed her. It was unfathomable to people that Ruth slipped that night and accidentally fell to her death, especially with the other girls swearing that they saw Isa push her. Yea, the first part of the dream was exactly how things went. She was being a tease, relishing in the attention, and had even tried to kiss her, but she never expected Ruth to back up enough to fall over the railing. She never understood why she’d been denied to that degree. It haunted her, almost made her believe that she was what people were claiming her to be.

Kicking the covers off of her, Isabela stood from the bed but before she could make her way to the kitchen she looked down and noticed the trail of feathers once again littering her floor. “What the hell?” She had almost come to expect them as she woke up most nights with feathers on her but the god awful amount of them now spread all over her shitty apartment was even more worrisome. Where the hell were these things coming from? And why? She wouldn’t have been surprised if someone was playing a joke on her just because it was her but why chicken feathers?

Somehow she knew that it wasn’t a joke. Deep down she knew that these feathers were her doing but the question of why and how still remained. Was she suddenly sleepwalking in an attempt to get away from these stupid dreams, her guilty conscience? 

It wouldn’t surprise her in the least. 

“Look, if someone is in my apartment just know that I’m a convicted murderer and I have no problems cutting a bitch.” She went silent, softly rolling her eyes at her own words. Why beat them when you could join them, right? No noise, no movement, nothing…there was no one there. Just her and her lonesome murderous self. So her ravenous butt moved towards the kitchen to grab whatever she could find to satiate the ungodly hunger rattling her belly. 

#Threads #Solo #Sweet Dreams #tw suicide #tw alcohol #tw death

[old-ssainzz]

queee i wasn’t following f1 like that 👀 do tell more plssss o te escribo sin el anónimo porque siempre chismosa nunca inchismosa 🫣🫣🫣🫣

ahhhh if you wanna come off anon & into the dms, i wouldn't mind at all!

the lore of carlos allegedly cheating on isa has to do with a brazillian reporter saying that in 2021, he & lando had met some girls and carlos ended up flying said girls to see the race in monaco 2022. but the reporter took it back not long after, apologized and said he was mistaken.

however, i have heard theories that that lore is in connection to why isa ended up leaving carlos at the afterparty in monaco '22 early. apparently she apparently found out that he flew girls over there & cheated on her. its been thrown around that isa left with cha and that it all had to do with fight between cha & charles, which is super plausible but yeah.

that's the general basis of the lore. if anyone wants to kindly chime in or correct me, pls feel free.

#chismis is never always true #but i'd hate to spread incorrect chisme #i try to be as accurate as possible even if this is just all lore #chismis #anon : )

[the-heaminator]

22 for the Isa prompt- canukr with Alfred interrupting them? 🤭

A kiss that is leading to more, but is interrupted by a third party

Alfred bro let your brother vibe pls, just bc you cant get laid easily due to your bf being more repressed than thou dont mean you have to interrupt him. Quite short but I think I got the point across

The party was like how all parties between them went, many were drunk, and a good proportion was high, where these illicit substances had come from could be a few culprits, all of which were in either a different dimension or a different room to ah, protect their privacy if you would, not that most of them would mind doing it out in the open, more to save the eyes of anyone not blacked out enough to forget it.

There was a lot of food, a lot of terribly off-key singing, and sloppy dancing ranging from misstepped waltzes to what really just looked like slow dancing as they hugged (this was with Spain and Austria by the way should you wish to question it) and whatever the fuck the Kirkland brothers were doing before them and a few others were told to get a room or multiple rooms, looked a bit like a foxtrot though it could've conceivably been anything at this point.

Anyways, Matthew was a lil tipsy, and that was not an overstatement, he had managed to successfully pace himself so right about now he was unlikely to do much stupid, Katya, Yekaterina his beautiful girlfriend, was currently doing shots, and she was doing it well, she had managed to drink Jack under the table, not all that difficult to be fair, but she could still easily co-ordinate herself, and so she went onto Czechia, this would be far far harder, in his experience old-timey Europeans had absurdly high alcohol tolerance, which only got higher as you entered the east, but she managed to win too, all in a good game, they were both incredibly tipsy, and Czchia forfeited only at the concerned and vaguely motherly prodding of Slovakia who really did not want to carry his ex-wife home with her face in a bucket again, they had a wobbly arm wrestle to finish, which understandably Ukraine won, though Czechia put up far more of a fight than anyone else usually does, she got beat, but god naturedly, and wobled off leaning heavily on Slovakia, not like she would say that but like, everyone knew despite being legally divorced they were still very much a couple.

Katya was drunk, she could still stand of course, but was certainly a lot less stable than she normally was, and ended up leaning on Matthew for quite a whole, before he was eventually coaxed into the kitchen for some water, to hydrate her and help her sober up, not really an option anymore but I appreciate the attempt Matthew, when tipsy he was a tad less repressed, as all his family was.

Well Katya was certainly feeling loving right now, and as the two were alone in the kitchen she had an idea, or more so she had the idea for a rather long time beforehand, just now was the perfect time to execute it.

It may not look it to first glance but Katya was strong, quite strong, and strong enough to pin Matthew to one of the cabinets quite resolutely, he squeaked like a dog toy before he was silenced by a kiss planted firmly on his lips, a rather interesting sound came from the both of them, and since Matthew was leaning back now, and Katya was pretty tall meaning that she barely had to stretch either, ok that was a lie, Matthew was a bit too tall for that, but it certainly wasn't as much as usual, and she was wearing heels, well she was, where they went was a bit of a mystery, they'd turn up in the morning, but right now all Matthew's and indeed Katya's brain was fixated upon was each other, she had started to glide her hands over Matthew's soft body, he had his long fingers on her shoulders as she squished into him more, they were both in heaven, an alcohol gazed heaven but one nonetheless.

That being said they werent far gone enough yet to not hear the door open, Alfred went to go check on them, they'd been in there a while, and Zee had come along, to get bread for Jack who was getting incredibly close to the type of drunk that gets him stuck up a tree mostly naked with a goat a snake and half a potato (raw), bread usually helped sober him up just a bit, the door opened and their modesty compromised, Alfred gasped like a religious aunt finding one of the nephews seeing meat before marriage, Zee wolf whistled, she was also a little tipsy and I mean everyone knew that Matt was a hoe, this shouldn't have been a big deal, Alfred was just being weird about it.

Katya close enough to snarled and grabbed Matthew hard and glared at the two in the doorway, Alfred hightailed ot outta there while Zee, who did know how to deal with drunk old-worlders pretty well, raised both her hands, where she could see them, got the bread, and left, Matthew's face was absolutely covered in smooch marks and he looked absolutely flustered that what he could consider an adoptive sister was seeing him, ah, getting it down, and worse being that she was incredibly chill about it, left with her bread, and told them to get a room, before leaving and closing the door like nothing had happened.

Ahem, lets just say that it escalated quite a bit, no one else interrupted them, and Matthew came out of that kitchen a different man than he went in, they did indeed get a room after they were done, but to do nothing else but sleep, cuddled up to each other, that counter had to be cleaned thoroughly numerous times by Alfred before he ever put food on it again, that image would not leave his mind. As for Zee's endeavours, Jack still got stuck up a tree with a goat but he was mostly clothed and neither the snake nor half the potato was up there, so a bit of an improvement if anything.

#Hws canada #hws ukraine #Canukr #Its growing on me I cannot lie #Matt sometimes needs to get pressed up to a cabinet and snogged senseless. For the soul #The heam writes #Beetle! #I mostly wrote this in one go on the bus so its borderline incoherent. I got an hour of sleep the night before #Man I love drunken shenanigans sometimes. I can make it so stupid. I haven't written crack in a while this feels nice #Hws New Zealand #Hws america #I can write smut I just didnt bc it seemed funny based on the style I used