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Agustín spends a relaxing morning with his youngest daughter 😍🥺😌
Agustín was sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling his socks on, when Julieta walked into the room, a gurgling Mirabel on her hip. Finished putting his socks on, Agustín stood from the bed, kissing Julieta on the cheek, and bopping little Mirabel's tiny nose.
"Ahhh, well isn't this a sight for sore eyes this morning! My lovely girls! Where are Isabela and Luisa?"
Julieta leaned into his touch, resting her head on his shoulder.
"They're in our bathroom. I still need to do their hair, but this one is being a fussy girl this morning, aren't you, bebita?"
Agustín took the baby from his esposa and tickled her tiny belly.
"Is that so? Are you giving your mamá trouble, hm?"
Mirabel gave him an adorably grumpy glare. Agustín stroked her chubby cheek with the back of his hand.
With two chubby baby hands, Mirabel grabbed three of his very large fingers and inserted them into her mouth, gnawing. Drool was running down her chin and his hand. At least she looked happier now.
It finally clicked.
The drool. The gnawing. The grumpiness.
His little bebé was teething.
"Ah, so that's why you're being little miss grumpy, isn't it? My little Miraboo's getting her milk teeth?" Agustín threw a hand over his heart dramatically. "Oh, no! This cannot be! Stop growing up so fast!"
Peppering feather soft kisses all over her tiny baby face, Agustín reveled in the sweet sound of his youngest hija's giggles. Pressing one last delicate kiss to her nose, he pulled back, watching in amusement as she followed his every move in complete and utter fascination.
Pulling herself up by his shirt, Mirabel grabbed his cheeks with her chubby hands, and leaned in, her lips pursed. Agustín thought she was going to mimic his nose-kisses.
He would soon be proven wrong.
Instead of a kiss on the nose, Mirabel opened her mouth, and took a huge bite, gnawing on his nose as if it were the world's best teething ring.
"Ahh, Miraboo, no, no, no! Papì's nose isn't a chew toy, you silly girl!"
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corruptimles · 2 years
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That makes my Miku Movie Marathon for this year’s #MikuAllWeeku! If anyone has a favourite from the set, I'd love to hear it. Until next time...  
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non-un-topo · 1 year
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hot guard summer
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haunted-xander · 3 months
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Started this months ago but procrastinated hard bc I didn't want to draw backgrounds </3
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your-soup-overlord · 4 months
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A tiny look into one of the fics called It's My Party (And I'll Cry If I Want To)!
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“Why don’t you just tell them?” Jazz asks Danny once she sits down on his bed, pushing aside his blankets and patting beside her.
“Mom and Dad love you, metagene or not.” She continues.
“Seriously, Jazz, we’ve been over this.” Danny sighs, sitting next to his sister as she turns to face him better, “They hate ghosts, and have threatened to rip phantom apart molecule by molecule. If they’re willing to do that, then what makes you think they’ll stop once they find out their son is a ghost?”
Jazz frowns, “Danny, I know the accident was terrible and horrifying for you, but you’re not a ghost. You need to accept the fact that it simply activated your dormant metagene and gave you ghost adjacent powers.”
“How can I have a metagene when both mom and dad don’t have one! Jazz, I know you don’t want to believe it but-“
“No Danny,” Jazz exclaims as she cuts him off, “ You’re alive. You can’t be a ghost, because ghosts are unfeeling and-“
“Jazz, just stop!” Danny yells, slightly teary. He stands up off the bed, putting some place between him and Jazz as she also stands up with a deepening frown.
“I know you don’t want to believe it but I am a ghost, I died in that accident. I know you don’t want to believe it, but if I can somehow come to terms with it then why can’t you?”
Jazz just stares him down with her disappointed stare. After a few quiet seconds she then sighs, looking exasperated and somehow even more disappointed as she levels him with a harsh glare.
“Even Sam and Tuck agree, Danny. You’re going to far with this ghost thing! I don’t care what that yeti says, or any of those other creatures! You’re not dead. You have a heartbeat and most importantly, you care. You’re not evil, and all this death talk is beginning to freak Tucker out!  And you especially need to stop around Sam. They’ve begun talking to me about it, and about how you’re scaring them. And, well, we’ve all agree that you need to stop fighting those ghosts. Mom and Dad are perfectly capable of getting them, so from now on you’re benched. Those horrible things have been filling your head with lies, and it’s becoming a problem.”
Jazz declares before she walks out, keeping that awful disappointed glare on him.
Danny slams the door behind her, silently seething and holding back tears. They talk about his death so easily! Yet they don’t care to acknowledge it. Danny died, whether they want to accept it or not, and there was nothing they could do about it.
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lemonadeslice · 9 months
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siblings in horror: codependent edition
ginger snaps | a tale of two sisters | shrew's nest | the endless
blood-soaked | haunted | ride-or-die
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thepetesimp · 5 months
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Me being totally normal: I can surely figure out what page he's at if I stare at it for too long
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Also me, staring at it for too long: Wait...is he reading....the foreword...? I can't believe it took me this long to realize Vegas is reading the first page here. It might not even be the foreword, it might be info about the author, it's so funny. But don't worry, the good news is that he's actually reading the book in this scene:
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which, of course, you can make the claim that beforehand, he was not in a good mental state (Vegas? not being mentally well? No fucking way right?) so he was trying to distract himself from whatever the fuck the whole thing he's doing at the safehouse is, but after him and Pete talk and bond and all of that good stuff, his mind can focus and actually read the damn book. Sidenote Because I'm a bit insane and very committed in finding things to obsess over with my hyperfixations, I estimated the possible percentage of the book he might be currently at, then went to the appropriate page and found this line there: "He felt very gay and light-headed, and quite forty years younger, as he walked to the door."
I swear to God, it was there, and I laughed so hard they must have heard me over in Thailand.
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mokulule · 8 months
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Trauma Tuesday
This week in Trauma Tuesday I figured why not give Jason some dissection trauma for a change. So warning for that.
DP x DC, dead on main
Next to his parents a man’s body laid on a steel table, chest cut open, ribs broken and sticking up. Everything was glistening red.
“His heart’s not beating,” Nightwing said faintly in horror as they all realized they were too late.
“What have you done!” Danny exclaimed in despair. “Why? He’s human!”
There were lines. Lines he’d hoped his parents wouldn’t cross. Liminal or not, somehow Danny hadn’t expected they’d kill him. Experiment yes, but cut him open so he bled out?
“He’s no more human than you!” His mother snarled.
And that had Danny’s head snapping to the body. Could it be?
He zipped over and pushed his parents away with a shield, instantly they started shooting at him and his shield. He willed it to hold against the ectopowered blasts. Then focused on the body.
If he was no more human than Danny, that would mean- a tiny wisp of cold air escaped his lips as he found it, his core. Small and malnourished and somehow running on the worst ectoplasmic slough-off he’d ever seen; it was fucking beautiful.
“Hey,” he whispered reaching in intangibly cradling his hands around it where it was inside the heart itself. A consciousness shifted inside and Danny felt a wave of relief and he choked on a laugh or a sob, he wasn’t sure.
“He’s alive,” he shouted over the blasts against his shield.
“His heart’s not beating! Even if you could start it-“ Nightwing didn’t have to continue; they could all see what had been done.
But they didn’t understand.
“He’s not gone,” Danny snarled, “Deal with them.” He tossed his head towards his parents. “And I will deal with this.”
He had a core. He wasn’t just liminal. He was like Danny; that was why they’d cut him open.
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Jason felt floaty, cradled safely in a way that was hard to explain. Distantly in his chest there was pain. It made no sense what was going on?
There was a flash of relief and then a soothing hum met the question, and an echoey voice spoke:
“Try to relax, you’re very bad off.”
Bad off? What had happened?
A shudder of grief ran over him, was the voice crying?
“I’m so, so sorry, they hurt you because you’re like me.”
There was more to the story, a complicated knot of feelings: grief and disappointment, loss, betrayal.
“But look at you, you’re so amazing.” There was a wave of pride and love, large and encompassing and Jason had no clue what to do with it. He felt- he didn’t know how to describe it: Full? Bursting? Like he was about to cry. What had he done to warrant that?
Why? Why would you?
“You are of mine, and that in itself is enough. But you are even like me.” There was a sense of wonder and longing, tickling at the edges of his awareness.
“You are so resilient, somehow you’ve managed to survive even crippled by poisoned ectoplasm.”
He got the distinct impression of a feral smile.
“Let’s see what your core can do with the good stuff.”
It felt like a shock to his chest. A jumpstart and suddenly he felt it. The ball of energy that was him, his essence, his core, and the steady stream of energy being poured in. He was more his core than he was his body.
His body, which he knew wasn’t supposed to be like this, cut open, bleeding, dying. But his body was human and human bodies required so much more than just energy to heal, how was he-
“Don’t worry. Trust, Jason. I’m giving you the energy, just trust your core to know what’s right.”
A frisson of worry shot through him.
What about you?
He felt another smile, and beneath that more affection. Somehow, despite not quite feeling the pain from his gaping chest he could feel fingers tenderly running through his hair.
“It won’t hurt me, I’m also quite resilient.”
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So as implied here there’s a reveal gone bad in the past between Danny and his parents. They now work for the GIW.
The rest of the story you’ll find out later, there’s probably some other bits here and there that would be good for Trauma Tuesday.
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cayennecrush · 14 days
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more ocs!
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bloogers-boogers · 10 months
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Second chances /Introduction part 1 > 2
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destinyandcoins · 2 years
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lmao i know it’s 2 seasons later but it just occurred to me: what if, at the beginning of s1, instead of deciding his funeral was the best way to get everyone back in one place, reginald decided to have a wedding instead
not only do we get the entertaining side-plot of this poor person reginald has bribed/blackmailed/begged to marry him For The Con, but the only reason any of the kids show up is because they got a wedding invite and immediately went “oh now this i gotta see”
#the episode is titled ''we only see each other at WEDDINGS and FUNERALS''#i'm just saying it could have gone the other way#the umbrella academy#half the kids are there to check in with their new stepparent and make sure they're there of their own free will#''idk what he told you but you don't have to do this. say the word and i'll get you out of here''#''no i promise i. definitely....want to...be here :) :) ''#i can't decide if it's funnier if five knew because time travel and he's already had time to adjust to this concept#so is perfectly polite and accommodating if slightly confused because the personality he built for them in his head isn't accurate#while the rest of them are going through the 5 stages of grief over discovering their dad is capable of romance#or if through some time fuckery five came from a timeline where he saw the news that reginald is dead#and then drops into the timeline in the middle of a fucking wedding and is COMPLETELY blindsided by this#but doesn't have time to deal with this shit#somehow THIS is the timeline where they do manage to prevent the apocalypse#and at the end of everything the new stepparent divorces the fuck out of reginald ASAP because holy shit they were not paid enough for this#and yet they're like ''well i did what you asked (even if you didn't mention the LOOMING APOCALYPSE)#but holy shit i'm taking these kids in the divorce because what the fuck dude what the FUCK. idc if they're all adults#they need a better family and now i'm obligated to be that for them''#and reginald was playing fast and loose because of the LOOMING APOCALYPSE and didn't sign a prenup#so the new stepparent gets the academy (the property AND the actual kids) and reginald has to move out and live on the streets#tua meta
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emypony · 8 months
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me omw to come out with the hottest honkai rarepair take of all time (getting cancelled edition)
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No i will NOT be elaborating (unless asked), make of this what you will <3
EDIT: CONGRATS.. I HAVE NOW ELABORATED AND THERE'S ART!
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skitskatdacat63 · 2 months
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Prince Jenson of Somerset
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Yayyyyy omg finally have drawn portraits of the four main characters!!!! I'll show the process of Jenson's first and then them all four together. Though it's a shame the Seb/Fernando ones are older, I think it's hopefully obvious how much I've improved since November?
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Look at him in all his handsome, princely glory 🥹 It's funny, I'm always happy with the second sketch and initial lineart, and then I start coloring it and I absolutely hate it, and it takes a significant amount of time into the painting for me to like it again. And then I reach a certain point and I'm in love with it again. Ugh though I gotta say, I love drawing the curls, it's just so 18th century, but at the same point, man I always will love my original lineart for the hair the best ah. Also yes I absolutely had to give him a big ass hat with feathers, he really is that kinda guy to me. I originally drew a bicorne and then realized that those don't really exist until basically almost a century later oops, so tricorne it is!!
Okay now omg look at them all together 🥹
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Haha wow I have improved a lot! Just like the Seb/Fernando ones, Mark and Jense's were meant to be put together. I think there's a lot of inherent characterization in their poses that highlight the difference between them. Mark is looking up, very wistful, looking up to greater people, greater things. Jenson's head is tilted down, almost looking at the viewer, he is very satisfied with his role and revels in it, he's here to slay!
Okay, yes, lore, characterization, sorry that it is so far down on the post!!
Jense would probably be the fan favorite if this AU was an actual book or show or something. He's the guy you randomly find while browsing Wikipedia and you're like, woah this guy is so cool??? Unlike Sebmarknando, he doesn't really have the same level of angst, he's kinda just chilling. He's a bit harder to write a lore post about, because he's basically that character who is always magically around the corner, ready to witness some crazy thing and just breeze past it.
He is less linked to Seb than people like Mark and Fernando, because he's basically just his personal minister of transportation(read: horse fucker), so he avoids a lot of the relationship complications and drama, but that isn't to say he's completely uninvolved. He really likes Seb, and loves to hang around with him and serve him, but he's not as beholden to him. He's who everyone goes to air their grievances or to get away from the others, and he's very happy with this role. He's generally willing to play any side in an argument, but does tend to have a pretty big soft spot for Seb overall(Seb also gives him cuteness aggression, and he wants to bite him. Especially when Seb puffs himself up and acts super bratty when he gets offended at not being seen as a proper ruler.)
He's royalty from other kingdom, but pledged his loyalty to Seb's kingdom when he was quite young and has served him(his father first) ever since. He started off somewhat low in the military, rose to a pretty high rank, was a renowed war hero, and then ended up retiring pretty early to tend to Seb's horses. That's an oversimplification, but yeah. He liked the military life, was very good at it, but decided he had done enough, and wanted to be involved in more direct service, albeit more laid back. As I mentioned in Mark's post, Mark *really* doesn't understand his choice to do this, because if Mark had been in Jense's position, he can't ever imagine being able to let all that go and living the quiet life.
He is the palace whore, everyone has been with him honestly. It'll be like, some man walks into his bedroom, only to see Jenson in bed with his wife, but instead of being angry, he's like "wow you couldn't even wait for me??" He's just very carefree, and happy to just slut around and tend to Seb's horses.
I think he definitely still advises Seb, and would go to battle if truly need be, but generally seems to be living in a different world than the weird psychosexual homoerotic political drama that the others seem to be living in. But as I said, it's not like he doesn't contribute to it! He loves to goad Fernando, and constantly plays devil's advocate in "debates" between Fernando and Seb. He's also obviously the one that keep "accidentally" locking them in rooms and forgetting where the key is.
Sorry if this isn't very explanatory, I hope it gives a general idea to the type of character he is???? As always, let me know if you have any questions! I kinda struggled on what to write here because I'm finishing this at almost 8 am 😭 so I'm not sure if it's great or not. But basically you need to know: horse fucker who is generally breezy and carefree but also can be a bit of a menace to society every once in a while.
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#YAYAAAAAAA PRETTY HAPPY WITH THIS ONE!!!!#lmfao tho not 100% sure about the lore notes because i wrote this at like 8 am#hope its understandable 😭 and that you love jense as much I do#hes probably the funniest character in the AU#and like if it wasn't centered on seb/nando he would be the favorite#hes just often there as my kinda reaction character#tho both he and Mark are reaction characters but on opposite sides of the scale and they play off each other#jenson walks into a room where sebnando are psychosexually glaring at each other from across the room#and hes like hmmm how can i make this worse#and mark is the type to walk into the room. see whats going on. and briskly walk away#so jense absolutely loves to tease him w this kinda thing and just make any situation 100x worse(aka funnier)#well funnier for him probably not the other people involved#but its okay bcs they love him. hes jense!!! who wouldn't love him!! hes our favorite guy!! our jense!!!#I just love to imagine he gets all the sides of the gossip and is like hmm yes yes interesting#but doesnt use it for scheming or evil but rather just to tease and be annoying and make everyone blush :)#okay well anyways wow im not really discussing the art itslef sorry!!!@#I think he looks so handsome pretty in this 🥺#hes pretty difficult to draw but i think it came together when i gave him freckles tbh#i hope he gives off carefree but seductive but laidback prince 🙏🙏#f1#formula 1#jenson button#catie.art.#boy king au#*not sure about his title officially yet. i mean hes from somerset but yeah idk its okay
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writeouswriter · 9 months
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No more benefit of the doubt, you're all bots and I'm all alone on this site as a test subject of psychological research, blockedd, blocked, you're all blocked
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Mmm fnc fic idea forming
Mmmm modern day au
Mmmmmm chip yeeting himself outta windows bc he embarrassed himself in front of Gil when they met
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euphorial-docx · 2 years
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the start of my model!regulus jegulus au :)
It started with a question.
“What if I came with you to Fashion Week?” James had asked one night as they laid in Regulus’s bed together.
He hadn’t been expecting James to ask that, but that didn’t mean Regulus was necessarily surprised.
They had only been dating for a few months, but nearly every day was spent together in what he presumed was the infamous honeymoon phase. It made sense that James wouldn’t want to spend an entire week apart yet.
Regulus shifted in James’s arms, folding his arms over his boyfriend’s bare chest and resting his chin upon his arms. James’s eyes were unobstructed but his glasses, which were thrown off during their previous activities.
“If you did,” Regulus began thoughtfully, “you would probably be bored out of your mind. It’s not as glamorous as you think. It’s quite stressful, actually.”
“I could never be bored when I’m with you, or looking at you, or just in the same room as you,” he said, brushing a curl out of Regulus’s eyes. “If you don’t want me to go for whatever reason, I totally respect that, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to.”
Regulus leaned into his touch with a quiet groan, hauling his tired body up and ontop of James, legs trapping him against the messy bed.
“It’s not that I don’t want you to go; I would love for you to be there with me, but I really mean it when I say it wouldn’t be that fun for you. It’s a lot of running around New York, sitting in chairs as I get my hair or makeup done, and then at the end of the day, I’m not in the mood to do much of anything. It wouldn’t be, like, a vacation for either of us. It’s work.”
“You watch me work all the time, even when it’s boring you to death— which I know it does,” James countered with a faint smile, hands finding Regulus’s thighs.
The worst thing was that James was right. Regulus does visit James at his band, subsequently his brother Sirius too, when they’re recording their music. Regulus has listened to them repeat the same clips of their songs over and over again enough times to nearly lose his mind.
Maybe he had already lost his mind by then.
Regulus covered James’s hands with his own and sighed, running up and down his tanned arms. “You’re sure you want to go through model hell for an entire week?”
James grinned, and without a doubt said, “Absolutely.”
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