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nightdrawz · 6 months
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May I kindly request with upmost respect that you please draw yellow x blue?
My soul would be forever in your dept if you could do so.
Kind regards,
Yellow x Blue enjoyer.
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YES A MILLION TIMEZ!
I will never shut up about them ⸜(⸝⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝⸝)⸝
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astaraels · 3 months
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I've got so many things I wanna write for femslash February—fem gallavich, sebbie, svet/mandy, maybe even some mandy/karen...these ladies need some love!!!
if I had any organizing abilities I'd try to get some kind of shameless femslash thing going but if anyone wants to join me in making this happen let's fuckin do it, femslash makes the world go 'round <3
tagging some people who might be interested in this or who at least might wanna spread the word @callivich @m4ndysk4nkovich @holymurdock @lovekenney @echosluvr @zapazai
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stxrslxt · 3 months
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sigh.... jj is so pretty. he is so cute and handsome and he'd totally cream his pants from being called pretty. he's been called hot and handsome and sexy but pretty? yeah he's done for if you call him that -🌸
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the first time u ever called him pretty it would just be totally random. like u we’re going somewhere slightly more formal so he had to clean up.
n just before leaving u’d kiss him on the nose n murmur “you look so pretty,” a sweet smile on ur face.
“what?” he’d immediately look away. worried that u’d see the sudden blush in his cheeks.
“said you’re prettyyy” u’d coo, becoming overly sweet upon the realisation that it actually tickled him somehow.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he’d fumble to start the car n then the rest of the drive would be awkwardly silent.
once u knew that it got to him, u used it to such an extent that it was getting hard for him to be pissed off at u.
u’d leave little notes on the mirror, n u’d purposefully say it infront of his friends to embarrass him.
n then one day ur fighting over the last Oreo biscuit. n u decide to pull the card uve been waiting to pull.
“I’ll give you the cookie if you admit you like being called pretty.” you say with a straight face.
he’d laugh “oh no. absolutely not.” he’d run forward n try to snatch the biscuit from u.
u’d just tut n bring the confection towards ur mouth. “say it maybank. Or the cookie gets it!”
he’d have a look of momentary panic. “Fine fine! I like it when you call me pretty. makes me get butterflies” he says, looking down as he spoke, his voice trailing off.
“awhhh. here you go pretty.” u’d coo n hand him the cookie before kissing him on the cheek n scuttling off.
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cafemilk-tea · 2 months
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if i have thots for chanliet i also have them for mevie 🫣🤭 i don't want to sound repetitive but since you have out evelyn in a white dress and mingyu with the flowers ppl gave him i just can imagine them being so so so comfortable since they're in europe and fans won't look bad at them (at least not as bad as in korea) so they're balls of energy vibrating excitedly with everything going on with the fw etc BUT when they go back to their hotel (they have separate rooms to keep their outfits and stuff apart but pfffft they sleep together obviously) so i can't stop imagine mingyu whispering stuff like "you look so beautiful in white" "it looks like we have married" while kissing every part of skin that shows when he undresses her just for him manhandling evie and turning her around while caressing and kissing her back 😮‍💨 making her shiver and get x10000 wet and lets out a groan once she realizes that he's going to bang her from behind 🥴🥴
ANA I JUST WOKE UP BABSHWJWIWJWJW PLS I LOVE THE CHANLIET THOTS YOU SEND AND IVE BEEN PATIENTLY WAITING TO BE BLESSED WITH MEVIE THOTS 😩😩😩…. but like imagine they went around pfw holding hands and just being all cute like out in public BC THEY CAN!!!! 🗣️🗣️ photographers wanting all the pictures of the couple bc they are the IT COUPLE 😮‍💨😮‍💨 but no seriously I saw a post talking about how mingyu in one pic looks like he’s going to propose to his girl and his friends were hyping him up and i started FREAKING bc ofc i dressed evie in white 😭😭 (ngl pretty sure i found that dress on a wedding dress site OOP)
now onto the ✨spice✨
‼️nsfw under the cut 🔞 minors dni ‼️
OKAYYYYY now onto the spicy stuff … but i can seriously just imagine them standing in front of one of those mirrors mounted on the wall and mingyu’s starts slowly kissing down her neck and saying those things to her, slowly starting to undress her all the while evie is just humming and agreeing because that’s her man and he looked soo good at fw
when he takes note of how wet she is, he drops to his knees in front of her, taking her leg and throwing it over his shoulder and just eats her out right in front of the mirror so she can watch herself all while he works fingers in and out of her to get her open up enough 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️
and when i say that’s one of evie’s favorite positions to be fucked in 🤭🤭🤭 picture it, their hotel room has such a nice view of paris and he’s got her on the bed, facing the window as he just POUNDS into her from behind while she looks out the window at the city below not to mention he’s got her hands behind her back tied up with the tie that he never used at fw (she may or may not have whined a 5 letter word starting with D at one point 🤭) … the light bruising on her hips and the hickeys on her neck the next morning PHEWWW
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iksvolforb · 1 year
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Omg haiii!! I’d love to see a one shot with Kyle kind of getting jealous with creek? not in a “I want to be with him” way but more of the “I’m so single” way, and then realising that most of the stuff that him and Stan do together is super weirdly close to the stuff creek do? Sorry if this is not making any sense!! You can change it however you want I hope it just gives you a cool idea! Or just jealous Kyle in general 🥺🥺🥺 I would die !!
South Park oneshot prompt #1 DONESKI!!! Pls all go and enjoy jealous hot-head Kyle you deserve it 😭❤
If you have a prompt send it thruuu and i'll have a look at it! (eventually! pls be patient unlike our boi kyle over here on god i beg of you)
ILY HAVE A NICE DAY STAY HYDRATED
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byanyan · 18 days
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soft little inbox call... like and i'll go into ur meme tag & send u a prompt 💜
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disastersteps · 8 months
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🖤 But this one also has some potential!!👀
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Anita looks at Julia, sitting on her lap, wondering.
Wondering how are they here. Still here. Still with her. How are they-
"Neets?" Julia's voice snap their mind out and they look at her, "You're staring out."
They can feel her hands wrap around their waist, and her hands on their sides, rubbing them as she done them before and again and again.
Anita stares at her, and through, it's just the two of them, alone and far away from the hell itself- Anita broke into tears. Julia doesn't know how to say other than frown, and hug them tightly.
"A-Anita, what's wrong-"
They grab her cheeks, holding her face closer to them and, "Can I-"
"Okay-"
The exchange was so fast that Anita leans in, kiss her. Out of crying, out of desperation and she lets them have it. Have it between them.
She's smiling against their lips, and it made them smile back.
The tears continue to roll down, and for a moment Anita thinks the fuck that they're finding the happiness right here.
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p1nkcanoe · 5 months
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HIII
at the moment I’m kinda pooped out on writing words because of school and exams and papers, and I’m also now on thanksgiving break (yay!) but I should hopefully be back to posting and writing soon so pls be patient w me <3
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mobiblackout · 4 months
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https://www.tumblr.com/queeniesaewblog/736010865711726592/ps-im-going-to-need-a-segment-with-adam-sitting
you should totally write this!
Based on this @queeniesaewblog post. Ao3 link
I loved writing this a lot, hope you don't mind the twist in it :]
Enjoy!
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taizi · 1 year
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If you’re still taking prompts could I suggest maybe some Mikey and Splinter goodness? Preferably 2k12 (because we are all in need of more of them, right?) but whatever floats your goat :) I’ll read anything from you lol :3
unfortunately i still have rise brainrot so have this humble beginning of a human!splinter au instead <3
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For all that his imprisonment felt like it aged him by decades, Yoshi really wasn’t gone for more than three years. He finds out when he drags himself into the blinding lights of the Manhattan rush hour and staggers drunkenly to a bodega to snatch up a newspaper. 
Three years. After all the things he’s seen and done, that is what he can’t believe. The date is far more impossible than Hidden Cities and yokai masquerading as beautiful roadies. Three years.
His talent manager, a short, round woman who never liked Big Mama for reasons Yoshi had previously shortsightedly misconstrued as jealousy and now considers a god-given gift of clairvoyance or at the very least insane intuition, is near-apoplectic with rage but somehow not angry enough to have deleted his number. Hers is the first call he gets when paparazzi pictures leak of “Lou Jitsu Spotted in Midtown! Thrilled Fans Speculate Secret New Project in Works!”—which is a fair assumption, given that he’s still dressed for the Battle Nexus and looks like he just rolled out of a warzone. 
“What secret project is it, exactly?” Hala demands in that very level tone that only ever precedes her losing her absolute shit in a big way. “Something your agency should know about, maybe? Something you should have explained before you dropped off the face of the planet for MULTIPLE YEARS?”
“Probably,” he says weakly. 
He’s more than a little bewildered. For so long, his only interactions with any living creatures were the pit fights he was thrown into. He doesn’t know how to handle the sense of normalcy in a phone call from a friend. It’s hostile, sure, but not in an immediately life-threatening way, and Yoshi has to stare really hard at the Caller ID so his face doesn’t crumple with overwhelmed tears when Hala says his name. 
It’s not entirely surprising that his townhouse is still here, exactly the way he left it before that ill-fated dinner date, given that all fees and payments are set up to come out of his accounts automatically—but it’s still a lot to process. That he could just walk out of one world and into another one. Step through a vaguely familiar door into a former life. 
For years he didn’t have anything but an empty cell. It shouldn’t be possible that he could be surrounded by wealth now. He doesn’t know what to do with the luxury furnishings. He’s almost certainly staining his sofa beyond repair just from sitting on it. 
He got home six hours ago. He’s been in a stupor since then, with a precious bundle of stolen cloak and baby turtles sleeping soundly in the crook of his arm. 
“—even listening to me? Lou, I swear to—”
“No, I am,” Yoshi lies. “Uh, look, can I call you back?”
“Oh, do you have something more important than your entire career to deal with?” Hala asks icily. 
The littlest of the four babies opens its eyes. They’re a perfect mirror of Yoshi’s own, warm brown and human. It’s hard to guess how old they are, but they’re definitely old enough to smile, and the little one proves it. 
It makes a quiet noise, something between a babble and a coo, and lifts one pudgy hand up toward Yoshi’s face. 
The call is on speaker and the noise must carry. Hala cuts herself off mid-word, surprised; then she exhales slowly, as if in understanding. Whatever it is she understands Yoshi must have missed entirely, because his whole brain is preoccupied by giving this tiny reaching creature whatever it wants. Lifting his arm and dipping his head, until the spotted turtle can paw around at his cheek and nose with its miraculous little fingers, clumsy and curious and delighted. 
Like it has some kind of good opinion of Yoshi already. Like somehow it’s happy to see him. 
It’s only been about three years since Yoshi was spirited away. That means Yoshi is not quite thirty years old. He feels ancient, and at the same time absurdly young. 
He never, ever imagined himself with children. It’s something he and Big Mama talked about as their relationship progressed. He couldn’t imagine bringing a child into the world, potentially saddling them with the Hamato mantle and all the pain and loss that came with it. He couldn’t imagine leaving them the way his mother disappeared from his life. If you’d asked him even a day ago whether or not he thought he could open his heart up like that again Yoshi is pretty sure his answer would have been a resounding no. 
But now there are these four fragile creatures, no longer animal, not fully human, who don’t have anywhere else to belong in the whole world. Four babies, so small that Yoshi’s heart leaps with panic at the idea of letting them go, with green-toned skin and three-fingered hands and eyes the same shape and color of his own. 
Their tiny faces ease Yoshi out of his shock—bring him sinking back into his body, and all its pain and hunger and exhaustion, all its proof of life. 
Yoshi forgets about the ongoing call in his opposite hand until the spotted turtle starts to squirm and almost dislodges its siblings and Yoshi moves to support them and finds a phone in the way. 
Hala is silent on the other end of the line. He remembers, belatedly, that he never answered her question. 
So he says, “Yes, I do.” 
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giveemhales · 2 years
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Currently obsessed with the idea of a Steddie AU with Eddie as a demon/Hades. Ideas and headcanons so far 
-Steve performs a ritual because Dustin, who he sees as his little brother, is sick and dying. Steve is absolutely desperate and when he’s going through Dustin’s old shit, he sees some “demonology” stuff mixed within his D&D crap, he decides to give a whirl at a ritual he finds. The last thing he expects is for the ritual to actually work. But suddenly there’s a very attractive demon with hair (almost) as good as his asking what he wants.
-Steve: “oh my god I can’t believe that actually worked. Does that always work??” Eddie: “Nah, I only visit pretty boys who catch my attention.”
-Steve heartfeltly explaining why he is making this deal and that he will give up his life for Dustin because that kid has so much more to live for than someone who peaked in high school like him. How Dustin is the smartest kid he knows and that he can’t imagine ever being happy in a world that would take such a good kid so early. Eddie tearing up. Steve: “wait are you crying?” Eddie: “No! Shut up! I swear if you ever say that shit again I will banish you straight to hell. I have an image to protect.”
-Steve agrees he’ll do anything. Suddenly he’s in hell with Eddie. Steve: “Wait, I thought you were going to kill me or take my soul or something. Why am I, still in my body, down here?” Eddie: “oh you’re an idiot if you thought I was going to leave that body behind.”
-Steve asking Eddie why he dresses punk. Eddie: “who do you think created this look?”
-Steve realizing that he summoned and made a deal with not just any old demon but the actual king of the underworld 🙃
-For all his flirting, Eddie is actually very big on consent. He really just wanted a companion and didn’t want to ever make Steve uncomfortable. Once Steve realizes that this is why Eddie isn’t making any moves, he starts pursuing hardcore.
-Dustin realizes what’s happened when he miraculously recovers right when Steve goes mysteriously missing and sees the remnants of a ritual. He enlists the help of Robin (maybe some others too) and they find a way into hell. Eddie being absolutely flabbergasted at this random 12 y/o who has done something few have ever accomplished and is now threatening to fight the literal devil. Steve not at all surprised.
-Eddie insists Dustin gets him a “hellfire club” shirt because it looks sick as hell. Dustin agrees he’ll get him one in exchange for Steve’s freedom. Eddie has a mini crisis remembering that the boy he’s falling for is only there because he has no choice. He makes the deal and suddenly Steve finds himself back home.
-Steve makes Dustin and Robin show him how to get back to hell, with promises he’ll still visit often. Goes back and starts yelling at Eddie asking why tf he would do that. Angst ensues but they get their happily ever after.
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lorelaiislatte · 2 years
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Mini prompt? What if the cops didnt come in 6 and Luke and Jess are able to join them at the bar. I just need to see Lupe's head explode because at some point they would clearly be poking fun at Carson as usual but this time Greta could come over, wrap an arm around her and lightly tell them to leave her girl alone. I just need more cute bar flirtation. I think since Greta's finally allowed to turn on her full flirtation potential on someone she actually wants to she would take advantage.
“God, she’s a terrible dancer.”
“Gill doesn’t seem to mind.”
Lupe shrugs, clinking her beer with Jess’, the two of them at their usual table by the bar. She’s been waiting to see Carson finally talk Greta into coming, pretending not to hear hushed conversations and ignoring meaningful glances over her head, but it seems Carson has finally got her way, wrapped up in Greta’s arms as Greta kisses the back of her hand. If anyone asks about her enthusiasm, it’s because Lupe’s sick of seeing them pretending not to flirt every chance they get, but in reality, something in her has been rooting for the pair since the day she caught onto them. They deserve it, both of them.
She lets them have their moment, waiting two, three songs before waving Carson over, Greta catching up with Jo and whoever the woman trying (and failing) to beat her at darts is. Carson grins as she flops down into a seat opposite, a little out of breath, glances back over her shoulder and visibly relaxes as Greta throws her a wink. Jess rolls her eyes, but Lupe knows there’s affection behind the gesture, the same affection she feels whenever she sees women like them finding each other. “Enjoying yourselves?”
Carson blushes, glances at the table and back up again, confidence filling her eyes. “Yeah. Yeah, we really are.”
“Good to see her out. Didn’t think you’d ever manage it,” Jess chimes in. “First time I even hinted I liked women too she nearly jumped out the window.”
Carson smiles, takes a sip of her beer. “Yeah. Well, I’m not sure that’s changed. But it’s good for her, I think. To be here. With us.”
Lupe nods over at Greta. “She looks happy. She must really like you.”
“What?”
“You’ve stepped on her about six times. Surprised she can still walk.” Jess grins next to her, and Lupe wonders for a split-second if she’s taken it too far, but Carson just blushes harder, grinning good-naturedly. 
“She’s tough.”
“Gotta be. You must have to climb her like a tree.”
Greta sidles over to them, catching the end of Jess’ sentence, raising an eyebrow. “Who’s climbing who?” she asks, sliding an arm firmly around Carson’s waist, pressing a kiss to her hair. Carson melts into her at the gesture, and Lupe catches Jess’ eye with a grin.
“Your girlfriend. Bet she scales you like a ladder.”
Jess chuckles beside her, and Greta feigns shock. “Who says she’s the one scaling me?”
Carson chokes on her beer, and Lupe cheers, raising her bottle. “Touché, Gill.”
“I mean, sometimes I scale her–”
“Shh, honey. Leave something to the imagination.” Greta teases, bumping her hip against Carson’s, who buries her face in Greta’s upper arm, burning red. “C’mon, go easy on her,” Greta chides the pair, all too pleased with themselves. Lupe shrugs, takes a swig of her beer. 
“She’s too easy.”
Carson mumbles something that sounds vaguely like shut up into Greta’s arm as they laugh, Greta pressing another kiss to the top of her head. Even in a group they’re in their own world, one that Lupe knows that she and Jess aren’t privy to. Greta whispers something to Carson, who groans, about to respond in kind when Greta kisses her, and Lupe looks away, not wanting to disturb the intimacy of the moment. “Seriously, though,” Jess says, not quite as in-tune to the harmony. “Who does what?”
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enbysiriusblack · 9 months
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James Potter's diary- Entry: 1st September 1971
Hi diary!!! My parents gifted you to me as a going to school present, and this is the first time I'm writing so I guess it's sort of like your birthday. Happy birthday, diary!!!!!
I'm on the train to Hogwarts right now, Marlene's opposite me but she keeps kicking my seat and huffing loudly. I don't think she likes being trapped inside for too long. Neither do I, but it's only been about ten minutes and we've got agessss till we get there so she's just gonna have to get used to it.
I think she's-
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Hi diary! I had to stop writing because this boy wanted to come sit with us. He's from the Black family, which is full of all those narrow-minded idiots. But he seems alright! His name's Sirius and he's so funny. But then there was these two other people who started insulting Gryffindor!! Future slytherins definitely!!!!! Although the girl was kinda pretty (don't tell anyone that, diary!!) But Sirius helped out, he's a real mate, I hope we're both in Gryffindor together.
Marlene just sat there laughing, but she's always been like that, I guess. I wouldn't quite call her laidback (she's got a real temper sometimes! always shouting with her mother or when she loses a competition!!)
I'm so excited for school!!! I don't think I've ever been around as many children as this before, it's going to take a while to get used to but I'm certain I'll love it!! Of course I'm going to miss my parents (I already do), but at least I'll make more friends!!
Okay, Sirius keeps asking what I'm writing and Marlene's started telling him about my diary and they're making fun of what I'm writing in here so I need to go defend myself against them!!!!
Friendship!!!!!
Bye Diary!!
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stxrslxt · 3 months
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kissing rafe for hours and after that he just look so dumby
https://www.tumblr.com/suncheries/739940326835355648/crazy-how-this-video-is-3-hours-long
that video is indeed three hours long 😔
js giggling at him bc his lips r all wet n he looks so dumby :(( n him pushing u halfheartedly bc he’s embarrassed, but ofc he won’t admit it.
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faroreskiss · 8 months
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Since "The Power of Understanding" is a non-linear fic and will be carried over to Ao3 soon (with proper chapter names for better navigation), should I make a short cheat sheet about it?
(e.g. about what they know about you, how the relationships between you and Links are, language skills, what happened when?)
Update: The public has spoken, so there it is.
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goblinmatriarch · 1 year
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Esti wants Lupe to meet her parents. Lupe is like "nah, you don't get it, I am NO GOOD with parents." Esti is all "no no no, I want them to see I have family when I'm with the team!"
Maybelle glanced up when the kitchen door slammed open, interrupting the early morning quiet. Lupe stormed in like a thundercloud, and Maybelle widened her eyes and glanced significantly at Jess, who nodded slightly, then pointedly focused on her coffee. Maybelle ducked her head over her own knitting to hide her smirk as Lupe slammed a cabinet open, radiating frustrated rage like a toddler waving their chubby fists.
Esti followed a moment later, still tugging on her left stocking. "Please, Lupe," she pleaded in that heartfelt way of hers, leaning forward and pressing her hands out from her chest. "Por favor! No quiero que se preocupen por mi!"
Maybelle couldn't help it. She glanced at Jess again, but in spite of her attempt to appear uninterested, Jess was watching Lupe and Esti. Maybelle slid her gaze over to Teri, who was openly gaping at them, porridge dripping off her spoon onto the table.
Lupe thunked a mug down on the counter and spun around. "And you think meeting me is going to keep them from worrying about you?" She looked around the room, a dismissive snicker on her lips, but none of them met her gaze.
Lupe rolled her eyes at the lack of support, then turned to Esti and said, "Trust me, I'm doing you a favour. One hour with me, and they'll be packing you up and dragging you back to Cuba ."
Esti stomped her foot, groaned loudly in frustration, and flounced out of the room. A moment later they heard her thundering up the stairs.
The room was silent for a moment, until Lupe defensively said, "I'm not the parent type."
Teri glanced around. "Who are you talking to?" she asked.
Maybelle chuckled, still counting stitches. "Esti doesn't need you to be a parent, does she? She has parents."
"That's not what I....." Lupe sagged back against the counter with a sigh. She took off her cap and ran her fingers through her hair, then settled the cap back onto her head and tugged out her tobacco pouch. "I'm not the type of person who should meet parents," she muttered finally, eyes intently focused on the cigarette she was rolling.
"You're exactly the type of person who should meet Esti's parents," Jess said calmly. Lupe finished the cigarette, and Jess snatched it from her and put it to her own lips. "Mi hermano," she added pointedly.
Lupe glared at her sourly but set about rolling another cigarette without objection.
"Why don't you go meet the kid's parents, then?" Lupe demanded, before lifting the paper to run her tongue along the edge.
Jess shrugged and blew out a long exhale of smoke. "I am, actually."
"You--" Lupe's head jerked up, and she fumbled the cigarette, spilling tobacco on the floor. "Wait, you're already -- she already told you about this?"
Jess smirked. "Didn't think I was the sort who met parents, did you?"
Lupe was still staring, looking slightly stung. Abruptly, she shook her head and looked back down at the now-mostly-empty paper. "Well I don't know why she needs me, then."
Jess tilted her head to one side and took another long drag. Maybelle figured they were having one of their silent, stoic conversations, but just in case, she helpfully explained, "Because you're important to her, ya big goof."
Lupe scowled, and Jess snorted.
"Also," Maybelle added, turning back to her knitting, "Jess has learned most of her Spanish from you, and as far as I can tell, it's not the kind of language she should be trotting out to put parents at ease."
Jess and Lupe made eye contact and snickered. Jess slapped a hand against Lupe's shoulder and said, "me ’magino, coño."
Lupe finally finished rolling her cigarette and took a drag. "Fine," she said reluctantly. "If you're all gonna whine about it, I'll meet the kid's damn parents."
The door burst open again, and Esti flew in, flinging her arms around Jess' and Lupe's necks and bouncing up and down with glee. "Gracias, gracias, thank you, thank you!" She pulled back, looking suddenly shy, and said more carefully, "Thank you... hermanos míos."
Thank you for the Spanish translations @elskanellis !
Asks still open for ALOTO or ted lasso prompts!
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