Tumgik
#strawberry speaks 🍓
shipping-strawberry · 2 years
Text
look, i'm just saying:
if you're going to crosstag, then no matter who is in your dni, you need to be prepared for the community you're crosstagging to interact with you.
you can't just talk shit about us, post your negativity in our spaces, and then just expect all of us to stay quiet.
like, no.
if you're gonna spread misinformation, trash-talk us, or worse, we are going to speak out for ourselves.
we are not 'crossing your boundaries'.
you crossed your own boundaries the moment you decided to shove your harmful content into what's supposed to be our own safe-spaces. if there's anyone crossing boundaries here, it's you.
600 notes · View notes
strawberrisoulmate · 28 days
Text
in two days, i'll be married to the love of my life!!!
TWO DAYS!!!!
11 notes · View notes
akkivee · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media
HAYAMA-SAN WAS BORN ON STRAWBERRY DAY GUYS!!!!!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!! 🥳🍓🥳🍓
22 notes · View notes
x-infernhoes-x · 4 months
Text
•☽─────⋅☾⋆⋅ ゚⛆˖°˖🌪˖°˖ ゚⛆ ⋅⋆☽⋅─────☾•
˖°˖🌪˖°˖
𝕁𝕁𝔹𝔸𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒 ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕗𝕚𝕝𝕖- 𝕍𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝔸𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕠˖°˖🌪˖°˖ •☽─────⋅☾⋆⋅ ゚⛆˖°˖🌪˖°˖ ゚⛆ ⋅⋆☽⋅─────☾•
Updated as of 12/15/2023
Created on 12/13/2023
Hi! so this is just an update of sorts for my old JJBAsona bio that has something to do with my self shipping considering that I've been dragged into the Jojo fandom again HVFSHJABF HJ
•☽─────⋅☾⋆⋅ ゚⛆˖°˖🌪˖°˖ ゚⛆ ⋅⋆☽⋅─────☾•
˖°˖🌪˖°˖𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕝 ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕗𝕚𝕝𝕖˖°˖🌪˖°˖
•☽─────⋅☾⋆⋅ ゚⛆˖°˖🌪˖°˖ ゚⛆ ⋅⋆☽⋅─────☾•
❝𝕆𝕙, 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕙𝕖?❞ - I Monster, Who is She?
Tumblr media
˖°˖🌪˖°˖
Codename: Paella Visconti
↳ Namesake: Paella: A Spanish rice dish from the Valencian Community.
Luchino Visconti: Italian filmmaker, theatre and opera director, and screenwriter
Birthname: Eunice Flores
Nickname(s): Elvis (by Mista and Formaggio), En, tigrotta mia (by Risotto Nero, Abbacchio, and Bucciarati)
Age: Depending on the verse but the main verse has her as 24 years old
Birthday: February 8th, 19██
Zodiac Sign: Aquarius
Chinese Zodiac: Tiger
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/Her
Height: 5 ft 3 in / 160 cm
Weight: 100 lbs / 45 kg
Blood Type: O
Birthplace: ████ ██ ██████,Metro Manila, Philippines
Eye Color: Dark Brown/Black
Occupation: Assassin (current), University Student (formerly), Personal Bodyguard of Italy's pop sensation, Trish Una (Formerly), Bruno Bucciarati's personal assistant (formerly)
Ethnicity: Filipino
Nationality: Filipino-Italian (through marriage of connivence)
Organization: Passione
Backstory: Born and raised in somewhere in Metro Manila, Philippines, En or more commonly known by the undercover name she had once she had joined Passione as Paella Visconti (often shortened to Ella or Elvis as Mista and Formaggio would call her), she had a relatively normal and quiet life in her hometown where she was raised by her father’s parents inside the walls of the very same home her father and his siblings had grown up on. But En knew she was destined for a life that was just more than normal. A natural born stand user, En was initially unaware of her abilities as a stand user and has been subconsciously using its abilities from the start, En’s stand managed to manifest itself physically at the age of 16, triggered by her intense emotions during her days as a junior high student. She also happens to be a close friend and ally of Josuke Higashikata whom she met online at age 14.
She first appears after the events of Golden Wind and Purple Haze Feedback, she subsequently crosses paths with the one and only Bruno Bucciarati himself at the age of 21 during a trip to Singapore and ends up working for him as the Capo’s personal assistant before getting assigned as the personal bodyguard for Italy’s pop-sensation singer, Trish Una along side with Narancia Ghirga, Guido Mista, and Shiela E.
Now a bonafide member of Passione, En is assigned by Don Giorno himself to the newly reinstated La Squadra Esecuzioni, En currently lives in Naples, Italy, with her boyfriend of 3 years, Pannacotta Fugo along with their cats and their roommate, Guido Mista.
(Relationship lore of Fugo and En can be found here!)
•☽─────⋅☾⋆⋅ ゚⛆˖°˖🌪˖°˖ ゚⛆ ⋅⋆☽⋅─────☾•
˖°˖🌪˖°˖𝕃𝕚𝕜𝕖𝕤, 𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖𝕤, 𝔽𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝔽𝕝𝕒𝕨𝕤
𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕥𝕔.˖°˖🌪˖°˖
•☽─────⋅☾⋆⋅ ゚⛆˖°˖🌪˖°˖ ゚⛆ ⋅⋆☽⋅─────☾•
❝𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕓𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖. ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖, 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀'𝕞 𝕒𝕗𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕠𝕗. ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕦𝕟𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕕𝕕𝕝𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥, 𝕀 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖.❞
- Taylor Swift, Daylight
˖°˖🌪˖°˖
Favorite Color(s): Dark colours and certain pastels, anything that doesn't look like an eye sore or gross
Favorite Flower(s): peonies, lavender, garden roses, forget-me-not, and blue hydrangeas
Favorite Movie(s): Stay Alive (2006), Moulin Rouge (2001), Mamma Mia! (2008), Mulan (1998), Les Miserables (2012)
TV Show(s): Revolutionary Girl Utena, Digimon, again too many to count
Favorite Food(s): Kare-Kare, Tteok-Bokki, Pizza, Cheeseburgers, Fries, Pasta, usually depends on what she hyperfixates on
Hobbies: Reading novels that fall under young adult, greek mythology related, fantasy, or even classics, cooking, singing, dancing as a form of leisure exercise (though not very good at freestyle), video gaming, art, doing runs, listening to music, reading and learning.
Musician(s): Too many to count or list but is found mostly listening to her top five artists: Hozier, Florence and the Machine, Mitski, Taylor Swift, and Fleetwood Mac, occasionally listens to David Bowie and Kate Bush.
Likes: Cats, books, memes, video games, puzzles, her family, coffee, pickles, trail mix, astronomy and astrology, anything witchcraft related, visiting historical sites, learning, swimming, the beach, stormy weather, learning about flower languages and plants, listening to podcasts that are mainly true crime or character/media analyses, psychology related stuff, cinnamon, people who ask nicely and talk without malice or anger.
Dislikes: Fried Chicken that has too much oil in it or repeatedly being served, being seen as her being like parents/her father, the weather being way too hot, creeps, misplacing or losing her items, people who chew loudly, sewer rats, stepping on things with her bare feet, basically anything gross, certain conspiracy theories, people lying and those who deceive her, any type of abuse, harassment or violations against someone’s consent, animal abuse, cucumbers, going to the sea/beach without slippers, sand getting into places that shouldn't be in, physical touch from people who she aren't close with without warning, people who don't ask nicely or yell, patriarchy, weird textures.
Fears: Being seen as someone who is a burden to people, being seen less as a person and discriminated due to her learning disability which is ADHD, failing or becoming a disappointment, being seen as a terrible person, being betrayed, losing her loved ones, becoming like her father, the apocalypse, certain carnivorous reptiles such as snakes, heights, and certain images of saints aka 'Santo'.
Flaws: En, while highly self-aware that she can overthink, has this certain tendency to keep her thoughts to herself and bottling it up due to her upbringing and her fear of being a burden to people. Though while this is mainly solved and is making progress of keeping in touch with people she cares and trusts enough, the habit is still there. She also has the habit of apologizing when there's no need to and also thinking that she's invincible but not to the point of tomfoolery especially when it comes to dangerous or high-risk situations but rather, this manifests as mostly in completely mundane things such as her sleeping and eating habits. She also has this internalized vindictiveness to her that sometimes shows itself from time to time but this is regulated.
She also has this habit of offering sage advice to people but never follows her own advice, thus calling herself as a 'walking contradiction' due to this, she also developed this habit of taking care of others, making sure their needs are well met and forgets about her own, sometimes her 'mother hen' like habits can be smothering but manages to keep it on the low. Despite of her flaws, she is currently working through these issues to the best of her abilities.
•☽─────⋅☾⋆⋅ ゚⛆˖°˖🌪˖°˖ ゚⛆ ⋅⋆☽⋅─────☾•
˖°˖🌪˖°˖𝔽𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕀𝕟𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟˖°˖🌪˖°˖
•☽─────⋅☾⋆⋅ ゚⛆˖°˖🌪˖°˖ ゚⛆ ⋅⋆☽⋅─────☾•
❝ℍ𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕀'𝕞 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦.❞ -Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros, Home
˖°˖🌪˖°˖
While it is common knowledge amongst her peers that En comes from a big middle class family back in the Philippines, she doesn't really mention any of them by name, considering her position as a hitman and a member of Passione. The info below is taken directly from her file from Passione as per requested by the Speedwagon Foundation to add to their database and associates. It seems that most of it is blacked out as it follows:
KNOWN RELATIVES: Father: █████ ███████ Flores Age: [REDACTED] Status: Alive Stand User: No Mother: ███████ ████████ Age: [REDACTED] Status: Alive Stand User: No Grandmother: ████ Flores Age: [REDACTED] Status: Alive Stand User: No Notes from the Researchers: has been suspected as a Ripple User as is the rest of the subject's family from the 'Flores' side. This is also suspected with Subject 13 herself considering that one of her stand's abilities happens to be healing through the means of breathing. -Subject 13, aka Eunice ███████ Flores, first born daughter of █████ ███████ Flores (second son of ████ Flores and the late ███████ Flores) and ███████ ████████, has been raised by the matriarch and former patriarch of the Flores family since she was born. Medical records state that the Subject was born prematurely and was raised by the new grandparents. Our researchers have also noted that Subject 13 happens to be the only known natural born stand user amongst her family members, and by extension, her 12 cousins. Subject 13 happens to have at least four known siblings, but the whereabouts or status of the fourth sibling happen to be unknown.
•☽─────⋅☾⋆⋅ ゚⛆˖°˖🌪˖°˖ ゚⛆ ⋅⋆☽⋅─────☾•
˖°˖🌪˖°˖
𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀𝕟𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟
˖°˖🌪˖°˖
•☽─────⋅☾⋆⋅ ゚⛆˖°˖🌪˖°˖ ゚⛆ ⋅⋆☽⋅─────☾•
❝𝕄𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕞, 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕣𝕟, 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕀 𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕙𝕦𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕖?❞ - Hozier, Francesca
˖°˖🌪˖°˖
Stand Name: Heroes
Stand Namesake: Heroes (David Bowie Album & Song)
Ability Types: Close-Range/Long-Range, Semi-Sentient
Form Type: Natural Humanoid Stand
Tumblr media
Stats:
Tumblr media
History: Heroes is a close-range/long-range natural humanoid stand of En Flores who possesses a range of abilities focused on air/weather related abilities. Though she’s been with the user from the beginning, Heroes makes her first physical appearance to a young En at the age of 16 after the latter had experience a bout of strong emotions, most particularly emotional distress over something that happened during En’s time as a Junior High student (which, funnily enough, happens to be En stressing over her History test) and has been with her ever since.
Personality: Noted by some of En's friends and enemies alike, Heroes, while seemingly looking like as if she has no innate personality due to her stoic disposition, has shown bouts of intense protectiveness over her user, En and by extension, those who En holds dear to her heart, mirroring the user's mother bear habits. While it's not very obvious to some, Heroes seems to sometimes have a separate consciousness from her user and has been noted to have mannerisms similar to that of a curious owl or a playful and mischievous feline at times.
In battle, she remains as composed as she is in general, barely showing any emotion unless En herself feels a strong bout of them, which Heroes would mirror. Another thing that not most people know much about is that Heroes can speak for herself but instead of a normal voice, those who aren't close with En get to hear the sound of every storm, howling winds, and blizzards and a banshee's* *combined but En understands her perfectly. However when a connection is formed, Heroes' voice becomes crystal clear, speaking in a voice that's similar to her user's but much more ethereal, airy and echoey with the hints of the previous sounds and her way of speaking is mentioned to be very polite and smart.
Physical Description: Heroes is a humanoid Stand of a feminine figure, resembling its user in some of its proportions. Often characterized by its free flowing golden locks tipped with silver, blue winged helmet-like mask with the Christian cross in the middle, obscuring its eyes and the upper half of its face, and pale silver skin and the motif that its sporting being a notable mix of a valkyrie, a ballerina, and Elizibethan fashion judging from its collar and overskirt.
The lower part of its face has these distinctive markings of two vertical lines across its eyes and a half circle under its lower lip which are painted gold.
Heroes wears a body suit of gold and blue with two elongated hexagonal shapes at the sides of its hips, a tear drop shape opening right over where its belly button should be, and multiple lines sewn onto it finished by the feathered blue Medici styled collar and overskirt detailed with thin, golden tendrils of pure lightning; it also wears knee-high boots where the kneepads baring some sort of resemblance to the frangipani flower, african violets, strawberry blossoms, and marsh marigolds with the stem pointed out as a blade in the middle of a ribbon spiral finished off with two-tiered pauldrons resting on its shoulders.
Abilities: Heroes is a highly versatile stand possessing the ability to control the weather. Though Heroes’ ability may be near similar to Weather Report’s, it’s not the same. Unlike Weather Report, Heroes can manipulate certain elements such as thunder and lighting and be able to create weapons out from the elements that they can control. One of Heroes’ featured abilities are giving its user the ability to fly and glide in the air, breath healing, controlling the atmosphere and the weather, aerokinetic invisibility, air attacks, and weather weaponry. It can also have control over any form of precipitation and storms and grant the user a banshee-like physiology.
Its range when creating large-scale storms is based on the location where the user is currently situated. The most notable example is that if Heroes and En found themselves in a city such as Venice, Italy, that would mean the entirety of Venice would be affected, and where both the stand and user are will serve as the main landfall zone where the storms are particularly worse than the rest of the location.
•☽─────⋅☾⋆⋅ ゚⛆˖°˖🌪˖°˖ ゚⛆ ⋅⋆☽⋅─────☾•
Okay so hi! First off the pic came from here and that I just edited it on my computer considering I haven't been able to draw anything as of late :"DD which would also explain why the picture I have for my sona lacks glasses ;u;
As for the timelines, there are at least two known variations of it! The main verse, which I will be calling as strawberries and cigarettes, and a secondary verse called which will be called as fulmine dorato [eng. golden lightning]!
So basically, in the strawberries and cigarettes verse, the events of Golden Wind + Purple Haze Feedback take place in the year 2015 as opposed to 2001. It also means that the events of DIU happened at less than a year before the events of Golden Wind basically making Josuke, En, and Fugo be the same age. Also this is a verse which basically reverses the deaths of Leone, Narancia, Bruno, and La Squadra but they all carry some form of scarring from the nature of their deaths and whatnot. I got inspired by theclockworkkid on ig and this one fic I read way back in 2020 something and it just stuck on me.
For the fulmine dorato verse, its basically the canon version of golden wind/purple haze feedback (no one dies in La Squadra and Bucci Gang bc I am a sucker and I want them to have happy endings HBVFHJASFB) and that En has been around Passione since she was 15 and was originally a part of La Squadra before being put under the custody of Bruno Bucciarati's team due to 'mysterious circumstances as of late' (basically, La Squadra protecting their youngest bc they're about to betray the boss after Sorbet and Gelato's deaths, only to find out that En would go down the same path as they did aka betraying the boss insert spiderman pointing meme here)
so yeah! Which leads into the tag of 🍓🌦children of the revolution//fugoen children🌦🍓that can be seen on my blog and the family's introduction which can be read here!
12 notes · View notes
abyssalbest · 2 months
Note
*unleashes a worm in your inbox*
Tumblr media
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE OH GOD OH FU-
10 notes · View notes
fallen-ash19 · 3 months
Text
too all of my mutuals that are being tagged in the picrew reblogs, please bare with me, i just want you to have fun with these like i am. @cowcowwow, @strawberry-seal77, @notmonaca, and @notoftheskaal i mainly tag yall, so i’m tagging you here bc i want you to see this 😭💀
4 notes · View notes
bakerstreethound · 2 years
Note
🍓sherlock is currently on my mind :’)
imagine draping yourself across his lap and peppering his face with kisses until he completely melts under you, blushing and giggling at the attention <3
You'd just gotten dressed after your shower and plod through the kitchen and you see Sherlock engrossed in his book in front of him, elegantly lounging in his chair and you smile fondly to yourself. His look is so serious, his brows furrowed in concentration, long fingers dutifully flipping through the pages and you're in a playful mood.
You walk behind his chair, gently ruffling your fingers through his curls and a soft groan escapes his lips. His plush lips are warm and inviting and you end up sitting on one of the armrests of his chair, until he all but drops his book to the floor, pulling you into his lap, the corner of his lip tugging into a smile, that is until you cup his face and pepper it with countless kisses that he giggles-yes the great detective giggles- nuzzling into your touches, melting and savoring each and every touch you bestow upon him and yes a light blush tints his cheeks too.
Yet he almost loses it too when you pull him in for a deep kiss asking him if maybe...maybe he'd Iike to cuddle you, but you not so secretly know he is going to want to be the little spoon because he loves to have you close, where he feels a semblance of peace and reassurance, falling asleep to the rhythmic beating of your heart.
Tumblr media
50 notes · View notes
seasonofthewitch06 · 6 months
Text
2 notes · View notes
haitani-plague · 2 years
Text
LOOK AT HIMMMM
Tumblr media
6 notes · View notes
skool-kidz · 2 years
Note
Hey guys ^^
how are y’all?
Carl: Alright I guess.
Peyoopi: Great! What about you?
Zim: ZIM IS DOING AMAZING HUMAN
Chammy: Amazing! Wanna be my friend? :D
Poonchy: Cool. Super, super cool.
Jessica: I’m doing great as always 👑
Melvin: HEHEE im doin' SO GOOD!! X3
Zita: Pretty busy with my own blog to have time to deal with this stuff. I wish you all well :)
3 notes · View notes
shipping-strawberry · 2 years
Text
being traumatized doesn't automatically give you a free pass to tell people to stop making the content that they genuinely enjoy just because it makes you uncomfortable.
if something triggers you, it is YOUR own job to avoid it. YOU are in charge of creating your own safe-space on social media.
if you really strictly believe that everybody in the world should stop enjoying things they do just because it makes you react badly, you are both selfish and entitled.
triggered by a certain tag? filter it out.
someone making you uncomfortable? block them.
don't like a community? don't invade their spaces.
sorry to break it to you, but the billions of people on the internet are not going to change just for you. we are not your babysitters. you are not our responsibility. it's not our job to look after you.
757 notes · View notes
strawberrisoulmate · 26 days
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
finally home from work and can officially celebrate my wedding to the love of my life 🥺💍🍓🩷
13 notes · View notes
scuderiahoney · 2 months
Text
🍓 lover // strawberry wine valentine
a mini Valentine’s Day strawberry wine blurb based on fun fact #5 from this post! Words in italics are said in Dutch!
Max has been speaking Dutch to you since the day you met, to varying degrees. He’s called you lots of nicknames in the language, ones you’ve wished you understood.
“Hi, schatje.”
“How was your week, liefje?”
It had taken you far too long to catch on to the fact these weren’t just friendly nicknames. Once you did realize, he moved on to full sentences, sometimes full one sided conversations in Dutch. It drove you absolutely nuts.
Now, on your first Valentine’s Day together as husband and wife, you’re much more practiced in Dutch.
When he wakes up, rolls over, and says “good morning, my love,” in Dutch, you respond with a “good morning, baby,” in English.
Later in the day, you’re out for a walk through a park with him. His hand is in yours, the air lightly chilled, and you lean into him. He points across the grass to where a dog is running around, a giant stick in his mouth. He laughs, eyes crinkling. You’re reminded again how much you love to see him happy like this. How lucky you are to spend time with him like this. He’s yours. You’re his. Valentines, forever.
It’s like he knows what you’re thinking, because he leans close and kisses your temple. You giggle and lean into him. He’s your favorite person in the whole world, you think. Nobody else you’d rather spend time with.
“I’m the luckiest person in the world,” he says. It’s Dutch, but you understand it.
“No, I’m the luckiest,” you say back , and he laughs brightly.
“Your Dutch is getting good!” He says, brushing his thumb against your cheek.
You laugh and continue your walk, fingers interlace. When the wind blows, you barely feel the chill.
Later, he takes you out to dinner at your favorite restaurant, a table for two reserved in a secluded corner. There’s strawberry wine on the table before you even sit down, and it makes you smile wide and soft. He holds your hand through the whole dinner, and you hook your foot around his ankle under the table. It’s everything you’ve ever wanted, really. A life shared with him. The way he looks at you with soft eyes makes your chest ache in the best way.
“The love of my life,” he says, smirking like he thinks you won’t understand. “My pretty strawberry.”
You grin and lean close. The language feels foreign on your tongue, but you’ve been practicing for months, now. “I love you, Max. More than strawberries, even.”
His eyes light up, and then he laughs, squeezing your hand and leaning over the table. He kisses you quickly, a light peck on the lips, his cheeks turning red the way in that you love.
He shakes his head. “You learned? For me?”
You nod proudly. “How’s my pronunciation? Your mum and sister have been helping me.”
His grin widens. “It’s good. Very good. You’re…” he sighs, shakes his head again, this look on his face that you can’t explain. “Fuck, I love you.”
“I love you, too,” you repeat.
You finish dinner with happy smiles and even happier hearts. He suggests strawberry shortcake for dessert. With a smirk on your face, you suggest taking dessert to go. He laughs and agrees, raising his brows suggestively.
On the way home, he turns to you, arm around your shoulders, and says, “Du hast kein Deutsch gelernt, oder?”
You look at him, bewildered. He laughs and shakes you gently by the shoulders.
“Perfekt,” he says. “Weißt du, ich kann es kaum erwarten, dich nach Hause zu bringen. Und ins Bett.”
You roll your eyes at him and elbow him. “I hate you.”
“No you don’t!” He teases. “You love me.”
When he stops on the sidewalk and kisses you, you can’t find it in you to complain about his speaking German. You’re just happy to be his.
translation:
“You didn't learn German, did you?”
“Perfect,” he says. “You know, I can’t wait to get you home. And in bed.”
Taglist: @4-mula1 @struggling-with-delia @lovekt @i-wish-this-was-me @forzalando @iloveyou3000morgan @callsign-scully @ggaslyp1
691 notes · View notes
x-infernhoes-x · 8 months
Text
✨💗 JJLNSSS✨💗
Okay so I'm kind of late to the party by at least.....12 days BUT I'll be doing at least 2 in one post bc why not BFHJSBJJH anyways!
01. Have your SI / OC introduce themselves.
Stand User: Eunice 'En' Flores aka Paella Visconti
Tumblr media
Born and raised in somewhere in Metro Manila, Philippines, En or more commonly known by the undercover name she had once she had joined Passione as Paella Visconti (often shortened to Ella or Elvis as Mista and Formaggio would call her), she had a relatively normal and quiet life in her hometown where she was raised by her father's parents inside the walls of the very same home her father and his siblings had grown up on. But En knew she was destined for a life that was just more than normal. A natural born stand user, En was initially unaware of her abilities as a stand user and has been subconsciously using its abilities from the start, En’s stand managed to manifest itself physically at the age of 16, triggered by her intense emotions during her days as a junior high student. She first appears after the events of Golden Wind and Purple Haze Feedback, she subsequently crosses paths with the one and only Bruno Bucciarati himself at the age of 21 during a trip to Singapore and ends up working for him as the Capo's personal assistant before getting assigned as the personal bodyguard for Italy’s pop-sensation singer, Trish Una along side with Narancia Ghirga, Guido Mista, and Shiela E. Now a bonafide member of Passione, En is assigned by Don Giorno himself to the newly reinstated La Squadra Esecuzioni, En currently lives in Naples, Italy, with her boyfriend of 3 years, Pannacotta Fugo along with their cats and their roommate, Guido Mista.
Stand Name: Heroes
Tumblr media
Heroes, named after the same album and song by David Bowie, is a free-range natural humanoid stand of En Flores who possesses a range of abilities focused on air/weather related abilities. Though she's been with En from the beginning, Heroes makes her first physical appearance to a young En at the age of 16 after the latter had experience a bout of strong emotions, most particularly emotional distress over something that happened during En's time as a Junior High student (which, funnily enough, happens to be En stressing over her History test) and has been with her ever since. Often characterized by her pale silver skin that seemed to remind people of gray clouds and her clothing/armor being various shades of weathered gold, blue, and what seemed to be a curious mix of gold and silver and it was noticeable on how her motif was one of a Valkyrie's with minor hints of a ballerina (judging from the decorative pattern on its boots), a particular female angel digimon from a series called Digimon, and hints of Elizabethan fashion from its feathered collar and overskirt and an overwhelming sense of regal grace and a warrior's fierceness in . Heroes is a stand not to be reckoned with when it comes to battle. Of course, upon closer inspection on the overskirt's details, it was adorned with thin, golden tendrils of pure lightning running actively on its surface.
02. How would your F/O introduce your SI / OC?
Taken from Pannacotta Fugo's personal journal dated sometime around 2020, he describes his first meeting with En during Don Giorno Giovanna's wedding to his wife, Bria (@mrsgiovanna): 'Though I am content with the life I lead now despite not knowing a moment of inner peace, somehow I felt this odd, comforting silence that I can only know when I sleep. I remember how the rest of the gang called me over to meet someone and as my eyes swept over to the person they wanted me to meet, much to my silent indignation knowing fully well this was another ploy of Mista's to set me up with someone, the feeling of tranquility seemed to have grown. Dark brown eyes were the first thing that came into my field of vision and shortly followed by Bucciarati's voice introducing me to the stranger. Eunice was what they called her but Trish, being herself, corrected me that she was called En. I recall fumbling over my words for a moment since I was still in deep in my noiseless reprieve given that the peace I felt was from her. How strange.
But as the night went on, surrounded by faces familiar and unfamiliar, I feel my intrigue grow as our conversation went on and the feeling of indignation was replaced with a sense of comfort and the distant echo of the song that played that night--Jackie and Wilson by Hozier--and for a moment, I knew this meeting with the elusive En would not be our last.'
8 notes · View notes
abyssalbest · 6 months
Text
I made 150 dollars in a week and spent most of it on a Darkiplier Youtooz.
@strawberryamanita please validate my decision
13 notes · View notes
allfearstofallto · 2 months
Note
Okie so we've had childe meeting scara's wife, but what about scara meeting childe's wife for the first time? If not can we hear more about the first one?
- 🍓
You are so right strawberry!! My dumbass really forgot that I could write the scenario going the other way!!
Scaramouche Meeting Childe's Wife
Yandere Childe! x reader x Yandere(?) Scaramouche
Tumblr media
After almost a year of Childe fawning over you, the look of disinterest his coworker gave you was rather refreshing. The man, only a head shorter than Childe and obviously much more frail looking, had a scowl that could kill. You wondered how long it took to get a look that aggressive, but somehow still elegant on his delicate features.
“And this is my lovely wife!” Childe said rather excitedly and the man merely rolled his eyes.
“It's very nice to meet you,” you muttered softly, he didn't have much in the way to say back. Despite the cold of Snezhnaya he was wearing a shirt that barely went down to his elbows, shorts, and sandals. The cold of Snezhnaya wasn't normal, it felt like the air was biting you. You couldn't even leave the house without a few good layers, yet here he was walking through it with ease, “You're not dressed well for the weather.”
Another glare was shot your way, his eyes colder than the snow, “Skip the pleasantries. I'm here because I have to be. Don't pretend you want to speak with me.”
You didn't even dare look at Childe after the man spoke. He was always so quick to anger, especially when it came to you. Childe had very few loyalties in his life, one of them being the Tsaritsa, the other being you. He often told you how easily he could and would turn on anyone else if needed be, and it seemed this coworker was going to be no different.
“Number six,” you could hear that he was forcing the words through gritted teeth, “Perhaps I wasn't clear when I told you that I love my wife more than anything in this world.”
“You were clear. But perhaps I didn't care,” the man was bold, you'd give him that. And despite how rude he was being he still walked further into the home, taking off the large ornate hat he was wearing and letting you finally see how beautiful his silky, indigo hair was.
Childe followed soon after and the two of them went to talk. You could already tell that he wasn't completely friendly with this coworker, out of the many you'd met. You knew more harbingers than the average person did in a lifetime, more than you wanted to as well, but this one was the first one you'd seen be blatantly disrespectful.
But as they sat and chatted amongst themselves about missions and quite honestly, things you didn't understand, your mind still thought about how underdressed the man was. There was no way Childe would let him stay overnight, not with the way he was acting and Snezhnaya only got colder when the sun was down. You didn't want to just send him out into the elements.
“Could you bring me a spare jacket, and maybe some snow pants and boots,” you asked a maid and she was quick to drop what she was doing to scurry off and find things for you. In less than thirty minutes, everything was handed to you, neatly folded.
The meeting only lasted two hours and both Childe and his co-worker were leaving the office. You wondered if he ever got sick of scowling so much. Or if he ever even showed interest in anything at all.
Childe was walking faster than usual, probably trying to quickly get the man out of the house, but you stopped him, holding up the clothes that you'd acquired. The way both men looked at you made your heart sink to your ass, your orange haired husband had so much fury in his eyes from your kindness to the other, but didn't stop you.
“It's…it’s just cold out there,” you muttered, hoping that Childe would understand your explanation. He allowed the other man to take the clothes, a gentle smirk on his face.
Throughout the whole day, you'd never seen him with anything but his usual frown, you weren't even aware that he could smile, “Such thoughtfulness. I see why number eleven is interested in you,”
The door to the home was opened and the man ushered out. He was still holding the items you'd given him, not wearing them, but you didn't want to tell him to stop. Not while Ajax was looking at you so angrily. You didn't want to cause even more misunderstandings.
“Scaramouche,” he said while still walking out the door. You must've made a noise of confusion because he elaborated, “I'm called Scaramouche. And I'll see you soon.”
Tumblr media
467 notes · View notes