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wonijinjin · 3 months

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being in a relationship with kim mingyu: silly headcanons

synopsis: my silly thoughts on how it would be to live and be in a relationship with mingyu, @babyleostuff thank you for helping me list these and listening to me talking about these scenarios i loved it

word count: 1.2k | genre: fluff, humour/crack | pairing: mingyu x f! reader | warnings: mentions of dresses, food, diets, reader being overall somewhat smaller than mingyu

- okay so mingyu is a goofy man we all know this, but here are some things about living with him and being his girlfriend that would make you go crazy (in both good and bad ways)

- he would scare the shit out of you every morning since his little confused puppy face and messy hair directly in your face would be such a shocker every single time you wake up in the same bed as him, especially if you went to bed alone and he snuck into bed during the night if he worked late. this would result in you screaming you head off and him being so surprised aswell he might even fall off the bed lmao.

- sleeping with him also includes him being the most comfortable pillow ever, but there would be a price you would have to pay for it; he would get on top of you during the night, kinda like a nice free weighed blanket, except the fact that he would be so heavy after some time you couldn’t breathe and would have to hit him continuously until he wakes up.

- this man would definitely be a pathological liar when it comes to stories about him being brave over something, like my man literally caught a single fly or bug and he would be like “yeah that’s right i tamed a 10 meters long python.” also he would not shut up about it, bringing it up every time there’s a chance, but when you would actually need help getting rid of an insect he would run away crying like the baby he is.

- he would love to cook for you, but would turn into the biggest clutz when you are in charge in the kitchen; you would be peacefully cooking when he would come into the room upon smelling the fruit of your hard work, making everything go wrong; the moment this man appears next to you with the sentence “oh my god i wanna help you you know how much i love cooking, especially with you.” your peace and quiet would be over, in the end resulting in you having to clean up all the mess he made while he sits on the couch as a punishment after you scolded him. (after this incident you would probably never allow him to help you cook, only the other way around)

- he adores sundresses and overall cutesy summer clothes, you cannot tell me otherwise, he would be hypnotised by the way the dress looked on you, trying to match his shirt with it. he would be spinning you around all day to some kind of music, loving the way the dress flows, how the fabric feels on his hands, and how cute you look in his arms, really making the moment feel like a real fairytale.

- mingyu’s brain works faster than light so it is really hard to understand what he says, since he’s always talking with such speed which would result in you having to stop him every 5 minutes to tell him to slow down and him being confused about why you cannot keep up with him, saying that he always talks like this. (mingyu babes that doesn’t mean it was understandable before lmao)

- another thing connected to him speaking is his cute little lisp; you would always tease him for it (as you do for everything else) in a cute way and he would be such a drama queen saying that you were the meanest, when in reality you loved it so much you could burst from affection every time this man opened his mouth.

- he would insist on driving you everywhere; doesn’t matter if you have your drivers licence or not mingyu would love you to be his passenger princess. he would put on sunglassses to seem cool while he is driving with one hand, his other on your thigh, looking at you from time to time while you stared at him shamelessly, drooling over how good he looked while driving.

- no matter how much of an organised person you are, you would probably have little arguments with him about you not washing the dishes right after cooking or leaving your books or other personal belongings scattered around the house. he just cannot help it, he is a clean freak.

- mingyu would try to be romantic by catching you off guard with a kiss, but would bump his forehead with yours and would have to tend to the ache in both of your temples after the incident, making him sulky and worried about you, and of course ashamed that he was clumsy yet again. (don’t worry you would laugh it off, making it up to him by giving him many many kisses)

- people would always assume that he wore the pants in the relationship but in reality i think your roles would be very well balanced. he may be a gentle person but he wouldn’t be afraid to speak up on your behalf if needed, always prioritising your protection.

- he would let you do his skincare to cheer you up when you had a bad day, since your stress relief comes from babying him (like fr who wouldn’t want to baby this cutie?), so he would be patiently sitting while you applied every serum and sheet mask existing on the planet to his face.

- his hugs are one of the best things in the world, being engulfed by his large frame would always be so comforting, him letting you inhale the scent of his cologne for as long as you need.

- he is a gymrat as everyone knows, and he would insist on you going to the gym with him at least once. you don’t have to worry if you are not a gym girly, because he wants you there to help him; he would ask you to sit on his back while doing pushups, or to get on top of some of the equipment, basically he would use you as human weights, kissing you every time he came up to where you were positioned, sheepishly smiling at you as you watched his big muscles work in awe.

- he would get so shy and giggly if you complimented him, like he has a big ego of course he knows he is handsome, but if the praise comes from you he would be melting and giggling like the babygirl he is.

- he loves to eat and loves meat; finding him grilling randomly in the backyard of the house at like midnight wouldn’t be a surprising occurrence.

- mingyu would stuff you full of food every chance he gets, no questions asked. he eats very well as we know (as he should!) because well for those muscles and the amount of workouts he does he needs the energy to be fair; whenever he eats you need to have a bite with him too, even if you say you are dieting or aren’t hungry he doesn’t care; he just feeds you. you cannot escape especially if he is cooking for you.

- he loves to drink from time to time so on occasions when you would join him he would forget how big of a man he really is and would definitely try to lean on you for support as he would be so drunk, only to realise that he is basically crushing you to death lmao.

- he is a man with a childlike heart, so he would try to fit his tall ass figure into such small spaces, which would definitely result in needing your help to pull him out of like children’s playground swings and stuff, poor guy would be whining so loudly about his everything hurting the next day.

- lastly and most importantly; he loves you so much he would let you do (and get him do to) anything without hesitation, and whatever bad thing you did he would never get angry at you, you are just his baby and to him you cannot do any harm even if you told him you burned his house off.

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arwenkenobi48 · 11 months

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Doctor Hypnos: The Taming Of The Serpent

The snake hissed softly, its forked tongue flickering curiously as it curled around its owner’s arm. Behind his plague doctor’s mask, Doctor Hypnos smiled as he admired his new pet. “Good boy, Mesmer,” he purred, lovingly stroking the snake’s head before placing it back in its terrarium. “Such an obedient pet.”

Suddenly, he heard another hissing sound, along with an eerie rattling. “Aww, what a cute snake you got there,” chuckled a strange voice. “I’m totally a snake person too.” A tall and elegant figure with the torso and wings of an angel, the legs of a dragon and the tail of a rattlesnake stepped out of the shadows. Doctor Hypnos recognised him in an instant.

“Well well, Lucifer Morningstar,” he said. “What a pleasure it is to meet you.” “That’s Lucifer Satan Morningstar, mortal,” Lucifer hissed. “And I wish I could, like, say the same, but I got some beef with you.” “Really?” Doctor Hypnos enquired, unable to suppress a little chuckle. “And what might that be?”

Lucifer rolled his eyes. “Are you kidding? You hypnotised my secretary! He’s, like, a mindless zombie now!” The supervillain chuckled again. “Ah, yes, Mephistopheles. He has such a malleable mind. Demons are surprisingly easy to brainwash. I daresay even you could be hypnotised, fallen one.”

“Pffft! Oh, please! I totally can’t be hypnotised; I’m the devil!” Lucifer scoffed. “Anyways, what makes you think you could stand a chance against me?” “Well, as a matter of fact, I’ve recently taken up the art of snake charming,” Doctor Hypnos indicated the terrarium containing the Burmese python. “Mesmer has only been my pet for five days and he’s already wrapped around my arm, both figuratively and literally, all thanks to this little instrument.” He held up a long wooden pipe resembling a flute.

Lucifer burst out laughing. “How can you even play it with that stupid mask on?” He guffawed. “I gave it a few little modifications,” Hypnos smirked. “I can play it quite easily. How about we make a deal? I shall play the melody I use to hypnotise my snake. If you can resist, then you may take your revenge. But if I manage to hypnotise you, then will you let me continue my conquest of the world?”

Confident that he would win, Lucifer replied: “Sure, whatever you say.” “Excellent. Now then, time to face the music.” Doctor Hypnos lifted the pipe to the tip of his mask’s beak and began to play. It was a slow tune, with both a relaxing and mysterious rhythm to it. Lucifer stood before the masked musician, his arms folded and a smug smile on his face. What an idiot! He thought, fighting the urge to laugh. This is never going to work.

But then, he noticed something strange. As Doctor Hypnos played the pipe, his body began swaying gently from side to side. The lenses of his mask began to swirl with psychedelic colours. It was like staring into two glowing kaleidoscopes. What is he doing? Lucifer wondered. This is freaking me out! But he’s not a bad musician. That melody’s so pretty. Wait, what am I saying? I can’t fall for this! But that music…so pretty…

Doctor Hypnos could see the demon trying to stay awake, but his resistance was fading. His plan was working. There was no way the devil himself could be hypnotised in the usual manner, so Hypnos had had to think outside the box. It seemed like his efforts were paying off. That’s it, Lucifer. He thought in satisfaction. Just let the pretty music lull you into trance.

Lucifer felt his eyelids becoming heavy. The soft music filled his ears, the spiralling lenses were all he could see. He felt so relaxed, so drowsy, even a little dizzy. Staying still didn’t feel right. Wouldn’t it be better to dance with the music? No, he couldn’t give in, he needed to resist! He couldn’t let himself be swayed. Swayed? How he longed to sway with the music…

Shifting to his snake form, Lucifer began swaying slowly from side to side, charmed by the pretty music and the spiralling eyes of his hypnotist. No thoughts remained in his head, just sleepy obedience. Obedience to the music. Obedience to Doctor Hypnos.

There we go, there’s that mindless blissful trance. Doctor Hypnos thought. Oh, how I love to see it. So, even the devil himself can’t resist my hypnosis. Who would’ve guessed?

As sleepy as he was, Lucifer couldn’t help but utter four words. He had heard Mephistopheles say them before and it was only now that he realised how true they were. “Musssst obey Doctor Hypnossss…” he murmured, a loopy smile on his reptilian face. The spell was complete. Doctor Hypnos lowered the pipe and the tune ceased. He beckoned in an almost seductive manner and the mesmerised serpent slithered closer.

“Now then, Lucifer Satan Morningstar,” Hypnos purred in that soft, velvety voice. “It looks like I’ve won, doesn’t it?” “Yessss, Doctor Hypnossss…” Lucifer replied, still gazing into the supervillain’s mask lenses. “So, let’s put this whole mess behind us, shall we?” “Yessss, Doctor Hypnossss…” “Good pet. Now, you’re going to return to your realm and forget all about your pointless vendetta. But don’t you fret; when you hear the music of a snake charmer, you’ll be able to experience this beautiful trance again. Do you understand, my little pet?” “Yessss, Doctor Hypnossss…”

Once the spellbound serpent had been sent on his way, Doctor Hypnos couldn’t resist a triumphant evil laugh. His power was growing by the day! At this rate, the world would be his before the summer solstice. He glanced at Mesmer, who was sleeping in his terrarium. Getting a pet snake was the best decision he’d ever made. If he could charm the Serpent of Eden, then who could stop him now?

(Author’s Note: Sorry for the lengthy hiatus, hopefully this makes up for it!)

#Doctor Hypnos #hypnotic villain #villain oc #lucifer satan morningstar #crossover #MephistoVerse #original intellectual property #sfw hypnosis

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spilledkauffie · 5 years

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Waking Up At Their Place

Can you imagine? *insert heart-eyes*

The cool morning air brushed across the top of your bare shoulder, which was mostly peeking out from the sheets. You hardly wanted to wake up. Staying under the sheets was so much more tempting. Your body felt graceful and smooth, as you slipped your legs gently against the black silky sheets repositioning a smidge in the bed. Keeping your eyes closed you didn’t want to acknowledge the hour, whatever one it was.

The pillowcase was cool, causing a scanty chill to run down your back. Oddly enough, a slithering warmth made its way up your spine. Not sure if you wanted to turn around immediately or remain perfectly still, you opened your eyes. Recognising instantly that the room was entirely not your own.

Shifting your eyes side to side, up and down, you knew exactly where you were. Concrete coloured walls, classical statue miniatures, and a pile of Queen albums in the corner. You just didn’t quite remember crawling into bed, partially dressed with a certain demon whose gracefully thin hands were wrapped around your frame protectively, yet gently, like a python holding its prey.

Reluctantly forcing yourself to wake up, you stretched your back, arching away from the figure behind you. Pulling away a bit more, you searched the top of the night stand thoroughly, before moving on to ravage the drawer. You felt the slow curl of fingertips beginning to press harder into your skin.

“What are you doing?” a very gravely morning voice asked, almost in slight annoyance, a tone which would quickly change to more of a whimper the moment he remembered who he was holding on to.

“You don’t have a clock in your bedroom?” You asked, laying your head back down, still curious.

“Hmm, yeah no, sorry,” Crowley muttered, preoccupied with nuzzling his nose between your shoulder blades.

Staying only a moment, despite the pull to stay longer, you took a deep breath. The scent of your perfume and his cologne from last night faded just as morning light began to take over the darkness, seeping under the door.

“Well, whatever time it is, I’m getting up, I’ve got a job to get to,” you swiftly pushed back the covers, swung your feet over the bed and began to stretch your arms upwards, placing yourself at the edge of the bed and just out of Crowley’s reach.

“Wha- no, c’mon, please,” Crowley whined almost slouching into the bed, as he reached for you.

Glancing over your shoulder he gave you a quick pout, making you smile. You bit the inside of your lip as he tried a new tactic, perking an eyebrow, propping up on an elbow and enticing you to come back with a crooked smirk. You looked him over, as he waited for your decision, all the while draped in black. Fire burnt hair brushing against the tops of his shoulders and he bobbed his head slightly, snake eyes practically hypnotising you.

“Stay,” he cocked his head, tone deepening, as he smiled his sly next words, “your boss won’t even remember you had to come in today.”

Debating quickly in your head, it was hard to deny him, especially when he was willing to do a little demonic miracle just to get you to stay in bed longer.

“Okay,” you shook your head with a smile, “you win.”

Laying back down, you cuddled up right next to your demon, receiving the usual groan from Crowley whenever you tried to snuggle him. But it wasn’t long after that he’d put his arm around you just to make sure you weren’t going anywhere.

“You are so needy,” you mumble, getting nice and comfy against him.

Lifting his hands up as if in pure shock of the accusation, “oh- uh who’s the one cuddling me now?”

You smile against his skin, before biting your lip a little nervously, “Crowley... about last night...did we-”

“No,” he quickly answered; you couldn’t quite tell him tone until he asked, “did. . .you want to?”

You looked up to be met with a familiar dim glow in his eyes. Pushing yourself up a bit, and slowly bringing a leg across his hips, you gave him a wonderfully deep kiss. Feeling his hands slither up your arms to hold your jaw, you pulled only inches away.

“Maybe.”

#espresso shot #?#crowley #crowley x reader #good omens #good omens x reader

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anneesfolleshq · 6 years

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「 THE PRIMADONNA 」

27 • PERFORMER • MONTPARNASSE

DIRECT FROM LE PETIT JOURNAL:

𝙳𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝙻𝚊 𝚁𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝙽𝚞𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚋 𝙻’𝙴𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚗 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚋 𝙻𝚎 𝙲𝚒𝚎𝚕, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚎! 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜? 𝙱𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛!

ABOUT:

You want the whole world. You have wanted it from the very start and it took a few valuable lessons but you learned that to have it all you need to do it all. Scruples are not important when you crave a life where you are lauded, and what a better following than the fickle men who fawn at you with a twist of your hips while on stage? As nightclub royalty at L’Enfer, you seduce every man in every way imaginable. You are an enigma they want to solve but you will ensure you have more than seven veils for them to uncover the real you.

BIO:

Born Alícia Romero, in the heart of Spain, as a young girl she was submissive, did exactly as her parents said. She was a good girl, the best girl she could be. She knew he place in the world and that was always to be destined to be somebody’s wife - to be doting and caring and in return she would have the world. She was a good girl and was praised as such through her younger years. She attended school to get good grades but knew her ultimate destiny as paved already. Her parents were not as present as one would expect, but she knew no better, being tended to by her nanny more than anyone else. As she grew up she was always praised for how pretty and perfect she was. This vision of a girl, a gorgeous little dove.

By sixteen she had already left her schooling and was betrothed to a gentleman ten years her senior. Someone of prestige she was told, though she did not quite understand his job at that point nor was she interested. She merely daydreamed about the kind of life she would lead on a handsome man’s arm. A month later she was told the man had broken it off, that he had run away with his lover. She thought she was heartbroken as she wept in her bed. How was she going to have everything now?

At eighteen she was no longer a girl scorned, she was a woman and she found a love organically. He was twenty and every part the type of man she would want out of a future husband. He was a young man from a neighbouring town whose parents owned an estate. When they kissed, she felt happy, she felt a joy she had never before. He took her everywhere, to Italy to see beautiful art, to Austria for the beautiful orchestras, and for France for spectacular operas. He called her beautiful and she called him handsome. It felt like she had it all. She was ready to give her heart to him, though she was wary. And she was right, of course, as he eloped with another woman. This time she was not sad, she did not weep in her bed, she turned her heartbreak into anger. And her anger into a fire under her.

Was she not perfect enough? Was she not pretty enough? Was she not beautiful enough? So many people had told her she deserved so much. She had been taught it would be given to her. Through her entire life she was told what to do to have the life she wanted. She was funnelled into this person she was supposed to be, but no more. Perhaps it was a little late for a young woman of nineteen to have her rebellious phase, but rebel she did as she returned to the city that stolen her heart. There was nothing left for her in Spain.

In Paris she harkened back to her time there and recalled her favourite opera, Carmen. The way she sang about love and the fickleness of it. Only then did she understand it finally. The fate of the alluring Carmen on stage was death. Death because of the men around her. But no. Carmen would live on. The pretty and perfect Alícia Romero was gone forever.

Carmen Morena came to life on the stage of L’Enfer where she was lauded for her bewitching beauty. And there the men stared, there the man reached out for her but she would no longer be a piece of their game. She was the player now. With every cheek her hand caressed she collected their affection like pennies in a jar, and god was it overflowing at this point.

Men from all over the world came to see her, to take her to far away journeys or to gift her pretty things. One Russian banker was deluded enough to think gifting her a python was the way to her heart. It was not, but she named the snake after him - Igor, the pathetic man who disappeared from Paris after she rejected his proposal. From then on she became La Reine de la Nuit ‘The Queen of the Night’, and there she continued being the center of men’s attentions. No longer the little dove, but the hypnotising python that she had wrapped around her body.

CONNECTIONS:

THE NYMPH: You are not sisters by blood but you are sisters at heart. From the first time you met her you knew you had to protect her. Through similar trauma you bonded and made each other stronger. Sometimes you feel you trust her and her alone.

THE SHADOW: One of the only people you can trust but you’d be damned if you let them know just how much. You appreciate the way they have your back even if you think most of the time it is not needed; you can handle yourself.

THE HEDONIST: They are pure indulgence, they lavish you in anything you can possibly want and you love the persona you can have when you are with them. You are dripping in gold and they lap you right up.

FC:

Eiza Gonzalez

The Primadonna is currently taken.

#skeleton rpg #skeleton rp #period rp #period rpg #taken #taken per #per #the primadonna

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anneesfolleshq · 6 years

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Bonjour et bienvenue! Paris welcomes you, our Primadonna, Carmen Morena! May we say, you’re the spitting image of Eiza Gonzalez! Please make your presence known within 24 hours, and do have a look at our checklist before setting out into the city on your own. À bientôt!

MUN

Name/Alias: Jazz

Preferred Pronouns: She/Her

Age: 24

Timezone: GMT

Any Triggers?: No

MUSE

Chosen Skeleton: The Primadonna

Muse Name: Carmen Morena

Muse Age: 28

Chosen FC: Eiza Gonzalez

Muse Occupation: L’Enfer dancer

Muse Affiliation & Frequent Haunts: Montparnasse - L’Enfer, Cafe Etoile

Direct from Le Petit Journal: 𝙳𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝙻𝚊 𝚁𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝙽𝚞𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚋 𝙻’𝙴𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚗 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚋 𝙻𝚎 𝙲𝚒𝚎𝚕, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚎! 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜? 𝙱𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛!

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POTENTIAL PLOTS/CONNECTIONS

It would be great to see Carmen vulnerable with someone as opposed to just have this strong persona of hers all the time. A few adversaries would not go amiss too!

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