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needs-to-stop-looking-at-valves · 2 years

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You've mentioned Pepa and Felix and the library before....can we have that story please?

Oh yeah I remember! Aka the story of why Félix is both the best, and the worst study partner ;)

"Hey you."

"Shut up."

She didn't want to look at him right now. It was after school, and instead of going home to relax, she was stuck at the library, studying. She had a big test coming up, and mamá had caught onto the fact that Bruno used his visions to cheat for her. It pretty much meant she was forced to take her tests all by herself, under VERY intense teacher supervision. It. Sucked.

"Pepa, it's not that bad!"

She slammed the book down, thunder highlighting her intense scowl.

"I could be dancing! Playing sports even! But no, I'm STUCK here! And HE smells like eggs!"

Pepa pointed to the librarian, who just looked up from the book he was reading. Félix gave an apologetic smile as he walked away, clearly offended. Félix sighed as he sat down next to her, pulling a paper bag from his backpack.

"You're just hungry. I brought you lunch, maybe it'll make you feel better."

She huffed, before opening the bag. She could feel the clouds part upon seeing just how much care was put into it. Her favorite empanadas, cut up fruit, and of course, a healthy slice of chocolate cake. She grumbled as she let her head fall on his shoulder.

"Ugh. You're so sweet to me. Fine, you can stay."

"Heh. Gracias, Pepi."

He leaned down to kiss her forehead. He was a sweet boyfriend, she hated it. He let her eat for a moment (chocolate cake first, obviously), before trying to look at her work.

"So, what are you working on anyway?"

"History."

"History? I love history! I can help you."

She rolled her eyes, not sounding tempted.

"But history is boring. I'd rather do math, it's quick and easy. None of this remembering names and shit."

"You remember the history teacher's name."

"It's because he's kinda hot, honestly."

Félix snorted. Did he understand why the girls found him hot? Nope, but hey, to each their own.

"Look, how about this, we make a game out of it?"

"I like games."

"Most importantly, you like prizes. You get questions right, you get a prize."

That got her attention. She wiped her face free of crumbs, before nodding.

"Okay, I'm in."

"Great! Let's see here..."

Félix looked over at her study guide, before finally knowing where to start.

"Okay, here. Easy one. When did Colombia get recognized by the United States?"

"June 19th."

"What year?"

"Fuck if I know."

Félix chuckled as he looked down at her, all while she ate her empanada.

"Wait, how do you remember the day and the month, but not the year?"

"I don't know! But am I right?"

"In 1822, yes. So, half right."

"So I get half prize."

He thought about it, before shrugging.

"Fair enough."

He leaned down to kiss her little nose, making her pout.

"A nose kiss? What, is the heavenly father in the room?"

"Winners get lip kisses. Come on, let's try another one. Let's see, who was the president during that time?"

"Uh...some old guy."

"I mean. You aren't wrong. But come on, you wanna pass, you gotta try a BIT Pepi."

"Uh...James something."

Félix sighed. He wished they had the same class, it'd make this easier.

"President James Monroe. Here, let me try another number one, you're good with those. Richard Anderson was named U.S. Minister to Colombia. When?"

"Uh...January 27, 1823."

"Right! Eso Pepi!"

Sure it was one answer right, but Félix would cheer her on if she got her locker open on the first try (which should be applauded, her locker had a mind of it's own). He leaned down to kiss her lips, and she couldn't help but hold onto his chin as she did so. Oh, kissing him made her turn to absolute mush. She had to wave off the little rainbows that started to sprout as soon as they parted.

"Since I'm trying so hard, can I get one more?"

"You REALLY like cheating, huh? Fine, fine. Only because I like you."

He gave her just one more little kiss. One more after that. Then another. He wanted to pull away, but Pepa convinced him to do just a few more, just by batting her pretty little eyes. He stopped only when she grabbed onto his shirt, probably thinking she was going to unbutton it. She grinned against his lips, wiping just a bit of drool off of his chin.

"You think I deserve a bit of a break, Félix? A real quick one?~"

He thought about it, before pointing to the book.

"No. Come on, Pepa, you deserve good grades. You're as smart as you are pretty, I want people to see it."

She sighed, before relenting, looking back towards the book.

"Fine. Give me another one."

"The first commercial treaty between the United States and the Republic of Colombia, when did it happen?"

She thought about it for a second. Personally she didn't know why anyone would give two shits, but anything to get more prizes. She wanted more than just those kisses. She was about to throw some random number out there, before she felt his hand on her knee. He didn't look at her, but she saw that smile on his dumb face.

"Uh...1824?"

"Good, good. Now, when was it ratified and proclaimed?"

She barely even knew what those words meant, honestly. All she knew was that his hand was slowly gliding up her leg, and she mentally applauded herself for choosing to not wear socks today. His hand was so warm, so big, it made her mind a bit dizzy. So much so, her mini tornado knocked a few books off the shelf in the back of the library, making the librarian swear as he rushed over to fix it.

"Pepa?"

"Hmm? Oh right right. Uhm...it's...18...18 something."

"That your final answer? That won't get you a prize, Pepa."

Oh this wasn't fair. He could touch her in a second, and she was easily pretty enough to deserve a little affection.

"No no. It's...1825?"

"Such a smart girl you are, Pepi! Good job!"

His hand dipped past her little skirt, and his fingers grazed against her panties, not only making her jump, but making her squeak a bit more loudly than she meant to.

"Félix, tu perro~..."

"Oh I'M the dog, huh? Says the girls with the ruined panties. Was it the kissing, or are you just like that with me?"

He snickered as she weakly smacked him, already knowing her ears were burning.

"Don't flatter yourself. It's...because you're helping me. It's sweet."

"Aw, Pepa-"

"That and it's in the library. It's kinda hot."

"Yeah, that sounds like you."

So she wasn't the good girl her mami wanted her to be. She was herself, and that was all that mattered. Félix checked to make sure the librarian was far away and busy, before he motioned towards the book.

"Okay, I'm throwing you a hard one. You get a nice prize if you get this. Ready, pretty girl?"

Oh she was kicking his ass for that. How DARE he call her that, and make her knees like jelly?

"R-ready."

"Good. Balboa, Vasco Núñez de Balboa. Who was he, and what was he known for?"

Not even a year. He just had to pick some stupid history figure, and apparently what he was known for. His fingers moved past her panties, right to her pussy. He moved in just those slow little circles, far too slow for her.

"I...mmph...you know the answer, don't you?"

"I like history, so yes. And you're stalling. I'll even let you try to find it in the book. Go on."

How could she read when his fingers were torturing her? She swore you could even hear how wet she was under him.

"He...was a guy."

"Uh huh, go on."

He was tempting her now, teasing her with the notion of sticking his finger inside of her. He leaned in too, as if trying to look in the book. He was so stupid and so fucking smug.

"In 1513, he...crossed the uh..."

"You're getting there."

Oh boy, WAS SHE. She had to bite her bottom lip to keep back a whimper, trying to scan the pages. She was steaming up the room, she could tell, and it was SO embarrassing.

"Crossed the Isthmus of Panama to the Pacific Ocean."

"Right. Now why was that important?"

"That wasn't a part of the question you son of a-"

Then he stuck a finger in her. Oh that wasn't fair. His finger stretched her so nicely, it stroked her insides just right, she swore she was shaking. She put one hand under the table to grab onto his wrist, wanting more from him.

"Be good. Answer the question."

He looked so fucking smug, she wanted to smack that right off his gorgeous face. She took a deep breath to relax herself, before trying not to focus on her ever coming climax.

"It meant h-he became the first European to...lead an expedition to have seen, or reached the Pacific from the New World-Félix please, tell me I'm right here, I'm dying!"

Félix left her hanging for a second, just to be a tease, before nodding.

"Good job. Let's get you that prize you wanted."

Félix held onto her neck. Not squeezing, but threatening to as he leaned in to kiss her. His finger moved faster and faster, just how she liked it, and forcing her to cum where she sat. Her cry was muffled into his mouth, and he swallowed it as if he needed air. He held her there, till she eventually came down from her blissful high. She stared up at him, mouth panting as if she just ran a marathon. She swallowed, to keep herself from drooling.

"You're...an awful study partner."

"Well that's a fine 'thank you', and-what's wrong?"

He chuckled, only to see her face of terror. Why was she horrified? Because she came on the seat. On the cloth seat. The once bright red cloth was now dark in her own wetness, it was a disaster.

"Oh my god oh my god this is embarrassing!"

She felt herself start to snow, until he put a hand on her shoulder.

"Hey, easy, easy. Look, that's on me, I didn't think of that. But I can fix it. I think."

Félix looked around the room for some answer, before he looked at his thermos, probably filled with coffee. He sighed, and motioned for her to stand up, before just dumping it on her seat.

"FÉLIX CASTILLO."

Right. The librarian. He just saw Félix emptying his thermos right onto the seat, with coffee now dripping onto the floor. He opened his mouth to explain, when Pepa jumped in.

"I told him to do it!"

"WHY?!"

She couldn't tell him it was an attempt to mask her own stain. So she came up with a lie on the fly.

"I think the chairs are ugly. Like. Really ugly."

"Alright that's it, detention, both of you!"

He huffed as he left to go write them up, and Félix sighed.

"Sorry, Pepa."

"Don't be. Gives us plenty of time to study. You still wanna help me, right?"

Félix grinned as he leaned up to kiss her nose.

"Hey, you get an A on that test, I'll give you a D later~"

#asks #encanto #lemon #not transformers #she did get a B #but hey shit that's not too bad

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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 10 months

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Get Souped!

#poorly drawn mdzs #better drawn mdzs #mdzs #jiang yanli #I'm back!#She would never say 'get souped idiot' but I like to imagine JC and WWX would say it to each other if the other got sick and needed soup #JYL would never throw soup without knowing full well you would be able to catch it #She would rather fall face first than drop a bowl of soup after tripping.#She’s been hard at work preparing this soup! And all of you get to have some B*) Thanks for all the support while I was on break!#‘was your break relaxing op?’ unfortunately it was like being kicked down several flights of stairs. Didn't draw much sadly #Though I did end up writing a little mdzs fic! I haven’t written anything in a long while but it was fun. Maybe I'll post it....maybe...#regardless of all this rambling; thank you for all the kind messages. ill try and reply soon!#i have a few more fun doodles before I'm ready to crack into season 2!#Enjoy the soup in the mean time!#(PS: I know that's not the right hand shape for the meme redraw but augh...the OG hand angle was...way too hard to draw).#edit: retagged as better drawn mdzs. I put a lot into this one

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miabrown007 · 5 months

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the summer after finishing university in New York, Marinette gets invited to a camping trip with Alya and Nino and his best friend. which, honestly, is for the best. at least she has more time than the four years she's already had to figure out how to reach out to her one-time superhero partner, with whom she fell out of touch after the reveal.

only, it's Adrien Agreste waiting for them on the meeting point, beaming so hard at her that it's blatantly obvious they know each other well. in her panic, what is Marinette supposed to tell Alya and Nino to protect their identites, if not that they used to date?

(fake exes AU x there was only one tent)

#miraculous ladybug #writing prompt #ladynoir #adrinette #if you thought fake-dating was ridiculous enough get ready for: fake exes!!#Adrien is sunshine. his lady!! he's so happy to see her again!!! but also she did kind of ghost him for years is she mad at him?#Marinette is dying inside. maybe this would be easier if she ever fell out of love with Chat Noir and not just dated for sport during her B #Alya doesn't understand how could her best friend hide a relationship all throughout highschool but she wants to know all about it!#Nino's pretty sure Adrien is still in love with Nette which makes everything so much more complicated. couldn't they just stargaze in peace #I'm clearly having a lot of thoughts about it but I also do not think this is getting written unfortunately #poor boy sitting in my drafts for a year now. someone liberate him!!

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uncanny-tranny · 3 months

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I jokingly thought before that reading Junie B. Jones as a kid turned me into a feminist, but unironically, it kind of did.

I honestly think it comes down to the fact that Junie B. was not only allowed to be "weird," but her character arc never concluded like other girl characters would. In other media featuring "weird girls," the girl always ended her arc tamed - by force or convince, she would be prettied up, she would smile and be polite, and she would never speak out of turn. She would be perfect then, and would shed her veneer of individuality with the freedom that is conformity. As a kid, I noticed that girls weren't permitted to be "weird" like boys were. So when I read Junie B. Jones, I loved that she was frankly just fucking weird. She said things out of turn, she was rambunctious and imaginative and she was a realistic portrayal of a little girl. I loved reading those books because the narrative taught her lessons without punishing her for being weird, if that makes sense. So often, narratives punished weird girls for the crime of being a socially unacceptable girl, not for any true wrongdoing like lying.

Anyway, I just think it's interesting, because I watched and read a ton of books and shows and movies featuring girls and women, but none of them truly empathized with (or even tried to empathize with) weird girls on their own merits and capabilities and terms, or embraced the idea of a "socially inept/unacceptable" girl without punishing her in some way for her supposed ineptitude.

#feminism #and like junie b. got in trouble A LOT but she wasn't punished FOR being weird (honestly i thought she was adhd as a kid)#i haven't read the books in WELL over a decade but this is what i truly remember liking about the books #and i felt as a kid it said something that she was a seeming rarity among the sea of other portrayals of girls #am i looking too deep into this? honestly i don't care #and it makes me wonder if all the pushback those books got was partially because junie b. wasn't an 'acceptable' girl #like she's no more 'out there' than the portrayals of little boys that are out there and there were lessons and things from what i remember #i'm not saying you HAVE to like the books by the way but i think sometimes other people can get really angry about GIRLS acting like kids #i was ranting about these books to my dad because he didn't like them but he did still let me read them so thanks dad 🫡🫡#i just remember them being a huge part of my personal library because of how realistic and relatable junie b. was #like i acted really similarly to her when i was a kid and i felt like i was being understood (which is why i hc she's adhd/audhd/autistic)

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mistergreatbones · 3 months

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People always say bruce kidnapped jason immediately after meeting him but at least he only took him in after leaving him at the crime orphanage didn’t work out. With cass they had exactly one conversation consisting of them drawing in the dirt and throwing punches at each other while bruce projected his past experiences onto her and then he was welcoming her in like “i have complete confidence that she won’t kill anybody”

#batfam #i can not stress enough that I am not exaggerating.#Bruce genuinely left Jason at ‘Ma Gunn’s School for Boy’ and Ma Gunn tried to force Jason into goon hood #she was trying to get the boys to steal shit it was literally Oliver Twist #and Cass? first meeting was b guessing what Cass’ gestures meant #gestures such as ‘no speaking only fighting’ which b only could guess at because he also trained under Cain #then Cass drew a picture of 2face in the dirt with a stick and indicated she wanted to beat him up as well as her father #b told her not to. she did so anyways and it impressed batman and him and babs give her the batgirl suit #next issue Bruce is directing all his allies and Tim’s like hey who’s the assassin chick and Bruce is like don’t worry about it I trust her #jason todd #cassandra wayne #cassandra cain #I mean bruce DID take in a child he only met a day ago and invited him to be robin before telling him his name #so like yes it’s still a ridiculous and probably irresponsible thing to do #bones' bitching hours

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measureyourlifeincake · 4 months

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my stp brainrot has combined with my casual interest in historical dress youtube and I decided to draw the Princess in a more historically-inspired outfit than her original design

If anyone's curious, her outfit/hairstyle is supposed to be from around 1828 ("around" bc my main reference/inspiration was definitely from 1828 but I had so many tabs open with different inspo images from nearby years and I don't remember which ones I actually used. also did you know it is surprisingly difficult to search for royal portraiture from a specific year) because based on some cursory googling, it seemed a lot of the elements of her canon base dress (off-the-shoulder, sweetheart neckline, poofy sleeves, straight waistline around the natural waist, skirt that isn't super full/poofy) seemed historically plausible for that time period

I also drew her hair in a more historically-accurate style for the period (but don't ask me exactly what's going on there because I'm not entirely sure myself) but I kept her canon tiara because it seemed plausible enough. anyway this was really fun to do!!!

#i had to stop myself from calling this a ''historically accurate Princess'' or whatever #bc shes not supposed to be from any point in history shes just like. the Idea of a Princess #also idk how accurate i actually am #im certainly no expert!#i just think historical clothing is neat :)#i couldve gone for something more medieval since the concept of ''fairy tale princess'' is very ''medieval-as-filtered-through-victorian''#but i just. didnt wanna do that. so its 1820s/30s #slay the princess #slay the princess fanart #stp princess #scribblebard #also if anyone looking at this doesnt know slay the princess:#a) you should really play slay the princess its a good game #b) i did not choose the big silly anime eyes she just looks like that #and i wanted to draw her as close to her canon appearance (or. *a* canon appearance??) as possible aside from the deliberate changes i made #i was feeling bummed that this wasnt getting any notes but then i realized i saved it as a draft instead of posting lol

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