#which put me off salsa for a long time

[icyandthefrostbites]

Me: *catching up on the GBBO and reaching the Mexican episode*

Me: Oh, I heard this was BAD

The episode: *starts*

Me: Okay, not bad so far

The episode: *gets the tacos and the Avocado Incident*

Me: Okay, I feel wronged in many ways.

The episode: *progresses even more*

Me: Okay, this really is BAD. Like B A D B A D

#great british bake off #british bake off #the great british baking show #my dads coworkers used to make us pico de gallo all the time when i was a kid #but i was just told it was salsa #which it is #but its a type of salsa i typically dont go for #which put me off salsa for a long time #ive learned that i like salsa when the tomatoes are cooked #theres something in raw tomatoes that i dont like #also the contestants were done SOOOOO dirty this ep

[vritest]

Are You Even Mexican?

Migue O’Hara x Fem!Mexican!Reader

Fluff.

Summary: You’re shocked when you find out your boyfriends favorite taco.

Note: Decided to make this silly post, bc why not. I still stand that if you eat your tacos plain, you should be sentenced to life in prison.

You were currently at your boyfriends, Miguel’s, apartment sitting across from him on the dining table as he ate the pancakes you had made him for breakfast (you wanted to make sure he ate well before he got to work as Spiderman), and yet there’s was a question you had had for the longest time.

You stared at him deciding to speak up or not. Your stare so potent that Miguel’s head started hurting. Despite looking down at the plate he could still see you.

“You know I have wider eyesight due to my powers and can see you practically having a staring contest with me” he said, taking a bite from the pancakes and then looking up at you finally meeting your eyes.

You chuckled.

“Was there really a need to show off your crazy spider powers?”

You asked sarcastically resting your chin on your hand. He smiled at your sarcasm, which was one of he things that made him fall in love with you, your unmatched humor.

“Nah, just felt like it.“ he said and stopped to look at you, as you rolled your eyes. He chuckled.

“Any reason you were staring so hard though? Is it because you just can’t keep your eyes off me?”

You snorted, which made Miguel lean back acting offended.

“I do have a question I’ve been meaning to ask you, for a very VERY long time…”

You said tapping your chin with your fingers. Suddenly he was all ears as he finished chewing up the pancakes.

“Shoot.” He said, taking a sip from his Spiderman mug you had gifted him on his birthday.

“What’s your favorite taco?”

“Seriously?”

“Someone’s favorite taco can really say a lot about someo-“

“Carne asada. Sin cebolla o cilatro, y sin salsa”

You looked at him in the most concerned eyes ever.

Miguel knew your look of concern when he would come back all bested up and hurt after a long day, but this was different. It was as if he had told you the worst news of your life.

“¿Por Dios, como vives así, sin sabor, sin nada?” You asked dramatically.

He furrowed his brows.

“¿Como vivo así? Eating tacos plain are the only right way to eat them”

He says shrugging his shoulders and stuffing more pancakes in his mouth.

You looked at him before you opened your mouth to talk.

“Heres the plan.”

“I hear you amor.”

“I’m gonna make the best tacos ever and make the best salsas ever created in this whole fucking world that you’re gonna regret not ever putting salsa or cebolla y cilantro on them, got it?”

He smirked. “Got it.”

You got up from the table walking straight to the kitchen grabbing your notepad and opening the fridge to see what ingredients you needed.

“¿Como puede ser que estoy con un hombre que le gustan sus tacos sin nada? dios dame paciencia.”

You muttered quietly frantically writing down ingredients, forgetting Miguel had enhanced hearing, but he could only smile at your cuteness.

And the fact that he lied about his favorite tacos so you could make him some because he loves your cooking.

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#miguel ohara x reader #miguel ohara x y/n #Miguel O’Hara x Mexican reader #miguel o’hara x fem!reader #miguel o’hara fluff

[sunflowerskies00]

sun to me, part 1

5:43 a.m., i was about to start my day

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Note: i have made up a university for the purpose of the story. It made it easier than making up false things about other universities. In this the main character attends Garden State University in New Jersey. She's on the hockey team there.

New Jersey. The last place I thought I'd end up going to school. I thought I'd just follow Ethan to Michigan, that had been my plan for a long time. Sure, I'd have to deal with Ethan's overbearing self for another couple of years, but I would've survived.

That was what I would say whenever I was asked about what I was going to do for college. That was until Garden State University, home of one of the best NCAA women's hockey teams in the country, gave me a full ride. Suddenly all my plans changed, and my new home was New Jersey.

It didn't take long at Garden State for me to never want to leave, and going home for the summer was honestly kind of a bummer. And I counted down the days until I was headed back to campus for sophomore year.

As soon as I walk into the house that I was sharing with some of my teammates, I'm tackled into a hug.

"Oh my god, I missed you," Josie, one of my teammates and roommate, traps me in a bearhug so I can't move.

"I missed you too," I laugh. She finally lets me go so I can say hi to the other two who were waiting for their hugs.

"No Ethan here to terrorize you?" Ava, another teammate and roommate, asks.

"No, I told him he wasn't coming with me this year, because he gives me a headache, and I just spent far too much time with him for him to be in a car with me for more than twenty minutes," I say. Since our lease had started at the end of last school, a majority of my belongings were already in the house, so I didn't really have anything i needed to unpack, minus the few things I had already grabbed and brought inside with me.

"We were thinking we could go out for food?" Lindsey, my last roommate poses the question. "Obviously, we know you just drove for a really long time, so if you just want to go to bed we get it, but," She trails off. They want me to go, that's what that but means.

"Yeah, I'm in, but I'm not driving," I agree. "Give me like ten minutes to change out of this," I glance down at the sweat shorts and baggy sweatshirt I'm wearing. "And put these in my room, and I'll be good," I grab the couple of things I needed to unpack and head off to my bedroom.

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The couple of weeks that I had given myself to be back before classes started was not enough. I was not looking forward to classes starting again tomorrow. I was wishing I had given myself more time with my friends, because starting tomorrow, we had actual responsibilities again.

When Ava had suggested we all go out tonight, everyone had jumped on it, not wanting to think about classes starting back up in the morning.

The best part of the little hole-in-the-wall Mexican Restaurant we frequented? They didn't ID us, which meant 20-year-old me could drink a margarita with my chips and salsa and live in denial of school for a little while longer.

"Y/n," Josie's voice pulls me from my thoughts and my eyes snap over to her.

"What's up?" I ask.

"Is your brother dating anyone?"

"Ethan?" I confirm. She nods. I don't hide the disgusted look that takes over my face. "No, but he's disgusting," I point out.

"I hate to break it to you, but your brother is gorgeous, there are some seriously good genes in your family," Ava chimes in.

"Seriously, what the hell was in the water your parents were drinking, you and your brothers are so good-looking it's not fair," Lindsey agrees. I shrug not really having anything to say to that.

"If I dated your brother, would you be mad?" Josie changes the topic of conversation back to Ethan's dating life.

"No, but I'd feel bad for you," I snort. "He's so annoying," I put a chip in my mouth.

"When's he coming to visit?" She asks.

"Hopefully never, he gives me a headache," I say. She shoots me a look, she actually wants to know. "I don't know, he'll have hockey and so will we so honestly probably this fall at some point or in the spring, maybe both, I have no idea. But he'll come to visit at some point, he loves to do anything that annoys me," I answer her question. The conversation finally steers away from my brother and I excuse myself from the table to use the restroom.

I'm on my way back to our table when I hear someone say my last name. I look around confused before my eyes land on a familiar face. Ethan's old college teammate, Luke is staring back at me. We had only met in passing a couple of times, and it had been a little while since he and Ethan had been on the same team. I'm surprised he even realized who I was.

"Hey Luke," I offer him a small smile. I take a couple of steps so we're not such an awkward distance apart. "It's been a while," it's the first thing I think to say, and it sounds lame.

"Yeah," he nods in agreement, a small small on his lips. "How have you been?" He asks.

"Good, just school and hockey," I shrug my shoulders. Is anyone else feeling awkward? Or is it just me?

"Ethan mentioned something about you going to school here," he says. "Second year right?" I nod, not really knowing what I should say next. "Do you like Jersey?" He offers up another question. This was a painful conversation.

"I mean, I don't hate it, and I love Garden State," I finally feel like something I say doesn't sound awkward and weird.

"Did you get to do a lot of exploring and everything last year?"

"Not really," my cheeks turn pink. "I was either at hockey, in class, or doing homework, so I didn't do much, oh, and. I guess we're here a lot too." He's about to say something else when Lindsey appears.

"Y/n, there you are, we thought you ran away after all the talk about dating your brother," she doesn't seem to notice the very awkward conversation I'm currently participating in.

"No, just catching up to Luke," I nod towards the tall man, she just now seems to register is standing next to me. Her mouth forms an 'o' shape.

"Well, I'll let them know you didn't run away and you'll be back," she turns and walks back towards our table leaving me with Luke.

"Friends in love with your brother?" he looks amused.

"You have no idea," I laugh. "I should go," I nod in the direction that Lindsey walked. "They'll come looking for me again, they want all the details on Ethan's dating life," I roll my eyes. "Good to see you, Luke," I turn to leave but his voice has me stopping mid turn.

"Can I have your phone?" he asks. I raise a questioning eyebrow but hand over my unlocked phone. He clicks on a few things and then types something before handing my phone back. "If you ever decide you want to do more than just go to class and hockey, text me," he says. I glance down at the screen to see that he had added himself to my phone and sent himself a text.

"I might take you up on that," I don't hide the smile that takes over my face.

"Then I'll see ya around Edwards," he says to me. I just nod, before saying goodbye and heading back to my table.

#umich hockey #luke hughes #luke hughes imagine #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes x y/n #jack hughes #quinn hughes #nhl imagine #ethan edwards

[moonlightspencie]

eyes full of stars

Part 6 of ‘the sweetest con’

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x fem!Reader

Word Count: 1.7k

A/N: we get a bit more progression in the next chapter— stay tuned!!

<- PART FIVE

“This is it,” she said as we stepped out of her vehicle. 

I hadn’t yet thought about the fact that at some point I’d have to get my car back from the parking garage at Quantico. At that moment, it was definitely a back-burner thought. She smiled back at me, waiting for me to follow her to the door. I obliged, stepping inside the small building with her and immediately being hit in the face with the smell of fresh food. I was much more hungry than I’d realized. 

“What do you recommended?” I asked, looking at the sprawling menu. 

She had plans, however, and started an order as if she’d rattled it off a hundred times before. Maybe she did. She only paused to make sure I was okay with the ingredients on the tacos she was ordering, then finished it up and paid before I could protest. 

“Come on,” she said, leading me to a table. 

I trailed along, sitting in the seat across from her as she took off her jacket. 

“What do I owe you?” I asked, watching as she picked up the two empty cups I hadn’t noticed before. 

She laughed. “Nothing. My treat, Hotchner.”

“I’m not letting you pay for—“

“It’s women’s history month, you’re going to let me pay.”

I laughed in shock. “What?”

“You heard me,” she said, unable to stop herself from laughing at the silly joke. “Do you like horchata?”

I stopped myself laughing, though a smile stuck to my face as I told her I did. She walked to the drink station, filling up the cups to the brim and expertly walking back to me. 

“What, were you a waitress in a past life?” I teased as she set down the cups. 

“I did waitress for a couple years, actually.”

I raised a brow. “Really?”

She sat across from me. “Yep. Hated every second of it.”

I laughed again, then took a sip of the drink she’d brought me. 

“I can’t imagine you hating a job where you get to talk to people all day.”

She shrugged. “The talking was great. The incessant flirting was not. People get real brave when they think someone has to be nice to them.”

“Oh,” I nodded solemnly. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I got through it, it just made me really uncomfortable.”

“And then you came and had to deal with Morgan,” I said with a chuckle. 

She laughed again. “He’s a whole different breed, though.”

I hummed, looking at her again. She smiled at me, noticing the smile still stuck on my own face. At the moment I realized we’d probably been staring too long, a tray was set down in front of us. She thanked the waitress by name, then explained what she’d ordered, putting extra emphasis on the fresh salsa. She lit up talking about it all as if nothing could be more special. 

“You really love it here,” I said, more as a statement than a question. 

“I do,” she nodded. “I’ve been coming here constantly since I was in the academy, and moving into an apartment so close was a dream. Comfort food.”

I smiled again, unable to stop myself from it. 

“I can’t help but wonder if that was a deciding factor in which apartment you chose.”

“It wasn’t,” she smiled as she finished preparing her food. “That was just a blessing all for me.”

We started eating, though it took much longer than we anticipated as we did more talking than eating. I didn’t realize until it was too late that we were only halfway through when we started getting stared down from the counter. I checked my watch, seeing we only had five minutes until close. 

“What?” she asked, noticing my face shift. 

“It’s almost closing time,” I said, voice unintentionally quieter now. 

“Shoot,” she sighed, looking at everything left over. 

She suddenly got up, getting some takeout boxes from the woman at the front counter. She packed up the rest of our food, only looking at me again once it was finished. 

“Wanna go back to my apartment and finish this up?”

“You’re sure?” I asked, skeptical. 

“Why wouldn’t I be? We’ve still each got a taco and half our chips and salsa.”

I smirked. “Very convincing.”

“I also have a ton of DVDs and blankets,” she said, hiding a smile. 

I stood. “At least until we finish the food. I can’t promise anything after that. We do have work tomorrow.”

“At least stay till the end of the movie,” she bargained, helping me pick up the boxes. “You can’t make me leave in the middle of a movie to take you back.” 

I paused. “Shoot. I’m sorry, I completely forgot about my car.”

“That’s okay. I really don’t mind at all.”

I nodded after a beat, then we left and got back into her car. We drove off towards her apartment, and she wasn’t kidding about it being close. It was only five minutes until we were getting out again, and walking into her building. 

“This is nice,” I commented as we entered the lobby.”

“It is. It’s a good place to live. I feel safe.”

“Good.”

We rode the elevator up to her floor, and she soon let me into her apartment. I looked around briefly, noticing a lot of warm tones. We took off our shoes and jackets, then she led me further inside. 

“You can go ahead and make yourself at home on the couch. Or pick out a movie,” she said, already walking with our boxes to what I assumed to be the kitchen. “I’ll be right back.”

I nodded, spotting the shelf full of DVD’s. I looked through them, smiling at the selection. I picked out one that I hadn’t seen in a while, hoping it was one she would like, if anything for the fact that I would choose it. I spotted the DVD player, and inserted the disc, getting the movie to the introduction so that she wouldn’t see the menu beforehand. 

She came back out a moment after I finally sat down, a plate in one hand that held both tacos, and a bowl in the other with chips. 

“I still have to get the salsa and drinks, but I’ll be right back,” she said, running off again. 

She came back a moment later with a bowl of salsa in her arm, and two cups in her hands. I took the bowl so that it didn’t drop, helping her set down the drinks as well. 

“I don’t exactly keep horchata in my apartment most days, so I hope water is okay.”

“That’s perfect,” I said with a nod. “Thank you for this.”

“Of course,” she smiled softly, plopping herself down on the couch next to me. 

I pressed play on the movie, smiling when she started laughing. 

“Clueless? Really?”

“I am not ashamed of the choice,” I said with finality, taking up my taco as she started on the chips. 

“I love it,” she said, nudging my leg with her knee. 

We sat and watched the movie, finishing the rest of our food by the halfway point. She told me every fun fact about the movie and the actors she could think of as it went, and I made sure to listen to every word. Though, suddenly, I jolted.

My eyes opened to the movie’s menu screen, and I blinked a few times to adjust to the light. I turned my head to accept the inevitable embarrassment, just to find I didn’t need to be embarrassed at all: she was passed out with her head against my shoulder.

I reached for my phone as it sat on the cushion next to me, seeing the time. We’d slept much longer than I thought. 

“Hey,” I said softly, reaching one hand to rub her shoulder. 

She shifted, not waking. I called her name this time, and she grumbled. 

“What?”

I smiled. “It’s almost seven in the morning.”

She perked up, sitting straight to look at me. 

“Excuse me?”

“It’s almost seven. We have work,” I replied. 

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize.”

“Neither did I.”

She got up, frantically looking around the place. 

“Uh,” she started, turning her gaze back to me. “I’m going to clean up quickly and get ready, then I can drive you home.”

I stood. “You can go get ready. I’ll clean up here.”

“Hotch, you’re not going to—“

“Yes, I am. Go on,” I said, leaning down to pick up the dishes. “I’ve got this.”

She said a quick ‘thank you’, then ran off to her bedroom. 

I found the kitchen, tossing out anything we left out, and set the dishes in the sink. I turned on the faucet to fill the sink with water and soap, then started on an attempt to make coffee. As it started to brew, I cleaned the dishes, leaving them in the drying rack rather than trying to figure out where all of the dishes usually resided. Luckily for me, she had a set of to-go cups out on the counter in plain sight. As I poured two cups, she walked in, not alerting me of her presence until she was standing next to me. 

“Oh,” I exclaimed, thankful I wasn’t holding anything in the moment, “You’re… silent.”

“Sneaking around is part of the job, right? Be thankful,” she said with a laugh. “You made coffee?”

I paused. “Yes.” 

“Thank you,” she smiled, taking one from in front of me. “Now, let’s get you into some new clothes, huh?”

I agreed quickly. We made it to my place, then to work with a little time to spare. We made it inside, and started heading towards the elevator. 

“I have some granola bars in my desk, by the way,” she stated. “You’re still going to eat this morning.”

“I concede,” I said, hands up. 

She hit the elevator button, then we heard a familiar voice. 

“Good morning,” Rossi said, coming in behind us. 

“Morning,” she replied with a smile as he stood next to her. “How are you doing today?”

“Good. Seems you two are as well,” he noted. 

“What’s that supposed to mean?” she asked with a laugh. 

“Coming into work together, now?”

I sighed. “I just needed a ride, Dave.”

“Oh, right,” he nodded, “Right. Because you don’t have your own vehicle to drive.”

I glared at him, thought it didn’t seem to phase her in the slightest. She laughed again, being the first to step into the elevator.

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the sweetest con taglist:

@evee87 @spottedzebrasinpartyhats @rousethemouse @lalalove-56

aaron hotchner taglist:

@mrs-ssa-hotch @hyunjaebaby @ssamorganhotchner @criminalskies

[beelmons]

Spencer x Mexican!Girlfriend (this is very nieche and self-indulgent, pay no mind to it!)

Many things had you accomplished since you started dating Spencer Reid, culturally speaking. Number one, he had become addicted to pozole. Number two, every once in a while he'd take you salsa dancing (yes, he absolutely sucked at it). Number three, he now knew Cancun was not the only interesting tourist place.

The one thing you hadn't been able to convince him of doing, though, was learning spanish. You hadn't brought him to your parents, his job hadn't expected it from him either, since you knew his friend spoke it pretty fluently, and overall he had limited time. Of course, he picked up on some words here and there. He dropped occasional 'te amo's, and knew every curse word you had let out that time you hit your toe against the foot of the couch.

Every once in a while he would call you 'amor', his sole nickname for you in your native language. You on the other hand, and honoring a long tradition from your culture, would change your term for him just about every week. He dressed up in a tux? That week he was 'guapo'. His hair had been specially messy? 'mi greñudo'. Put on some weight? 'Gordito' it was.

Even if he didn't understand, he knew they always came from a place of love, the utter adoration in your eyes giving you away every time you called him something new.

"Hey! What are you doing here?!" he exclaimed excitedly once he saw you enter the bullpen with a rectangular glass container on your hands, still covered with a colorful cloth. He made sure to take it from you carefully, you muttering 'it's hot' under your breath to tell him to be cautious. Once it was out of the way, he hugged you close and landed a kiss on your cheek, a gesture you gladly returned.

"Thought I would drop some lunch for you guys." the rest of the team had gathered around to say hello as well. Having dated him for two years everyone was already familiar with you, and you had had the honor to attend Rossi's parties more than once.

"Oh, hell yeah!" Morgan exclaimed, taking a look under the fabric that was protecting the heat from leaving. Prentiss leaned as well, curious as what was smelling so good.

"Enchiladas suizas?" she asked with excitement.

"Fresh from the oven." you bragged a little bit. "Had the day off and I was bored out of my mind, figured I could feed a couple hardworking FBI agents."

Morgan had grabbed a random fork from JJ's desk to dig in, and he was already munching down on the chicken-based dish. "Dear god." he exclaimed with a pleased face. After he swallowed, he turned to you and pointed with the fork "sweetheart, if in one year this man has not given you a ring, you hit me up, okay? I would marry you solely to have these every night."

Spencer chuckled a little, yet his arm wrapped around your shoulders with a slight hint of possessiveness. "It's in the works, Morgan, so get your own mexican." he smiled at you with certain shyness in his eyes. "Thank you so much. You should have called, I would have escorted you up."

"Oh no, I know you guys are swamped in work, I actually have an appointment I have to get to, just came to drop this off." you clarified, pulling away from his body. "JJ, you make sure Morgan and Prentiss don't eat this whole, and that Hotch and Rossi get at least some, got it?"

She nodded in agreement and reached to snatch Derek's fork away, to which he complained with a grumble. The people around you broke into a small laugh. Spencer turned to you once again to speak "No new case yet, so I'll probably be home around 5." he told you.

"Okay, I'll make us some dinner." you answered, then you kissed the tips of two of your fingers and pressed them against spencer's exposed forehead as a goodbye kiss. "I'll get going, love you, frentón" you smiled yet again before disappearing back through the doors you had come in.

The second you were gone, Emily wasn't able to contain her laughter any longer, and the sound echoed throughout the entire office. The odd expression startled Spencer, and he looked back at her perplexed. "What's so funny?" the young doctor inquired

"I just think her calling you frentón is adorable." she told him.

"Why? What does it mean?" his brows furrowed as he asked.

"I-" Emily stumbled with her words "person with a really big forehead" she said with a bit of embarrassment, since she had genuinely thought he knew.

"What? My forehead isn't even that big!" he yelled, mostly towards himself. He then started to recall some other nicknames you had given him, and the curiousity that was always present let itself free "Hold on, so then what does 'gordito' mean?"

"Fatty." she clarified "But it's a term of endearment in Mexico!" she tried to reassure him.

"And what about 'pitudo'?" he asked yet again and watched as Emily made a disgusted grimace.

"That one you'll have to find out yourself, Reid." she used the oppotunity to drif away from the scene.

Everyone else just giggled and stared at the exchange, and how his mouth was dropped open in utter surprise, brows furrowed as the gears of his mind turned over every term you had used for him. After a couple of seconds he took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Come on, Spence, don't call her to fight, I'm sure it's all in good faith." JJ mentioned as she observed her friend's movements.

"Not what I'm doing." he said as he waited for someone on the other side to pick up. Once the call connected, his attention drifted back to the phone. "Yes, MLK Memorial Library? Hi, my name is Dr. Spencer Reid with the FBI. I would like to check out every book you have on learning spanish. Yes, it's urgent."

#ok so #yeah #i'm feeling a lil blue so im writing something for myself #myself!!! #spencer reid #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x reader #blurb: mine #blurb: spencer #blurb: criminal minds #criminal mids

[sorrownotsexy]

Hi yall !! Thinking about Alejandro in the states. And he meets the love of his life there because she burns his mouth. 

He's homesick. He’s usually away from home but at least he’s in Mexico most of the time. But the states suck and they’re nothing like home. 

He's hungry too. And he’s sick of MREs fast food and hotel breakfast. But a starving man would dirt so he’s walking to the nearest McDonalds when he sees the truck. 

A big ol p30 painted black with rainbow calaveras and a luchador eating a taco. There’s a mom and four kiddos and the truck is bouncing from the people inside? 

The door opens up to a girl looking like a 50’s Cola ad in a long black skirt to her calves and hair braided with a bandana catching sweat in the hot truck, bounding out of the truck to get tackled by the youngest two. She hugged the babies who danced with her to the music that got louder when the door opened. 

La Chona filled his ears and he smiled. That explained the bouncing of the truck the people had been dancing inside. 

The family had been distracted when the girl caught the handsome soldier smiling at her teaching the babies how to step with the music and she burst into embarrassed laughter. 

She got back in the truck and mom moved to let the young man place his order. He stepped up to the window and greeted her with a smile and a “hola señora, buenas tardes-” to be interrupted by her stepping back and giving him a hand motion that said wait.

“Daddy, he speaks spanish” 

“So do you.” the dad replied not giving her any help

“No-”

“Take his order mija he’s gonna leave”

She knew her dad wasn’t going to help her so she turned to the man and smiled apologetically. “Uh lo siento soy no sabo?” she said, searching for the proper response. She was pretty sure she apologized incorrectly.

“Right?” she asked her dad who shrugged and laughed at her struggling. 

“Um qué quieres?”

“I’ll take a number seven” he smiled

The men of the truck roared in laughter “Oh of course” she huffed, frustrated she should have just asked in the first place if he spoke english. She smiled anyway though and asked him about sauces. 

“¿Qué es el asesino?” he asked with a snort

She smiled and leaned down as if it was some big secret “The hottest salsa in the west. Me and my Lita make it ourselves. Supposedly it’s the cause of death for John Disp, a grown man.” she giggled as she finished telling how it got the name.

“Oh now I have to try it.” he grinned

“Ya sure? Don’t wanna ruin your day.”

“I can handle it.” she laughed at him. 

Her brother packed the man's five tacos, rice, beans and fork with the killer salsa for him. She gave him one last warning and he laughed it off so she traded him the dish in exchange for twelve dollars. 

He sat down to eat his food feeling less homesick seeing a big family when he felt eyes on him. All eight members of the family were watching him waiting for the first bite with salsa, the girl standing with an extra large cup of horchata over ice. He laughed to himself and took the bite. 

Just to be cocky he piled a lot on his first bite “¡CHINGADA MADRE!” and the whole family cackled. The girl went up to him holding the horchata which he all but snatched to drink down. 

Still laughing and wiping tears the girl asked if he’d like some sour cream “Yes! Fuck, now!” he was breathing through his mouth and had tears rise. 

One of the babies came up with a small lidded container of sour cream which he snatched to let melt on his tongue. Another one of the babies brought him napkins. He wiped his nose and took another swig of horchata. He was fine after that but the sting was still there. 

The mom took the kids back in the car after and the brother and dad went back to the truck. “What in the fuck do you even put in that? Jesus.” 

She laughed, wiping more tears “I grow the serranos and cilantro” she said a little proudly.

“Oh so they’re bred to kill?” 

“Something like that” she smiled but had to head back to the truck as a new customer appeared. 

The colonel finished his meal being mindful of how heavy he placed the salsa on his food. When the other customer was sitting eating their food he placed a put in the tip jar. “Para la horchata.” and left back to his hotel with a full stomach and a smile.

#alejandro vargas #call of duty x reader #cod mw2 #cod modern warfare #colonel vargas #alejandro vargas x reader #alejandro vargas x you

[sai-lec]

the recent behaviour in f1 fan spaces is nothing new by the way . this is going to be long winded get into it .

it’s something i’ve talked about on my main a few times before but the internet and especially twitter and tiktok has provided fans of the famous to seek a certain entitlement TO them . social media reduces the gap between idol and idoliser with direct interacts- the fan can speak directly to their selected person, and can at times be gifted with a reply .

this creates a sense of entitlement to a reply . well, they relied to one person so if i make my presence well known enough im sure to get one too . this has created a constant state of social media thinking in the real world . we see it all the time- morality checking, filming strangers in public, filming your family life. essentially forcing other people to submit themselves to your social media presence .

for an example i went to a concert in october 2021 in manchester. i was there having a good time. but there were several instances in which people were trying to achieve viral moments- the group of 15 year old kids behind me brought a tub of salsa (somehow through the security) and started screaming ‘we have salsa! look we have salsa’ between every song until one member of the band took their salsa at which point they cheered . the girl beside me asking me to stop singing and dancing during the songs because i was ruining her video. these people felt entitled to the creators time by demanding their attention like they would have on social media, they felt entitled to instruct me how to enjoy the live performance in a way that would adhere to their online posting standards.

formula 1 is the same . people interrupting drivers casual dining for autographs and photos - as happens to other celebrities . people walking up to drivers with their phones already recording, not acknowledging the driver but holding their phone up and smiling as the driver continues to look straight ahead before gleefully posting ‘i met lando’ . you didn’t meet lando, you inserted yourself into his pathway and took videos of him without his consent .

when i first started getting into the f1 community i remember seeing a video of carlos walking through the airport and being physically trapped by fans, shoving cameras into his face, leaning into him for photos, touching him, cornering him until he had no option but to sign things in order to get out . and i remember thinking girl what the fuck that is abysmal i feel so bad for him before opening the comments and seeing no real acknowledgment of the harassment he was literally enduring in that video . i remember seeing similar ones of charles, max, fernando most of the drivers on the grid actually .

i hate to be that person but social media has seriously rotted out concept of personhood. we no longer view the people we idolise as people but as brands that we believe we are entitled to in a selfish need to show off and get likes on the internet. so long as you can shock, make jealous of, put in awe other people online because YOU are providing them with the content of the person they so desperately crave it doesn’t matter who’s dignity is stolen . it doesn’t matter who’s privacy is invaded . it doesn’t matter what you have to do to get that viral moment . i saw a video of a girl earlier getting a hat from carlos borderline following him into an off limits building before he turned around and gave her his hat and she acted like he did that for her. when in reality we can see her leaning into an off limits building following him, im sure he was nice and gave her the hat because he is nice but following any creator to the door is not a good attitude . its entitlement to them and their time and the expectation that you will receive something in return .

the newest video of george is another extension of that . a social media creator seeing drivers as a tool or an item for their own personal gain . the harassment and invasion can be excused in these instances because hey. it’s george russell he’s a public figure people always take pictures of public figures when it’s really quite a frightening example of how badly social media users have grown to understand humanity decency . you are entitled to NOBODIES image or time . especially in private areas .

i guess this is a long way of saying you have the opportunity right now to check your behaviours . and make sure you are not contributing to the invasive objectification of public figures. and also that you are not forcing people around you in your daily life to submit to your social media ideals by recording people minding their damn business or profiting off others . thank u gn no i’m not proofreading i can’t be fucked

#formula 1 #f1 #george russell

[mariacallous]

So, today.

The new staff event I was asked to coordinate happened at 3pm. My supervisor had scheduled a meeting or whatever to prep for it at 10:30 this morning.

It's 10:45 before they tell me the meeting they're in is running over and that they'll ping me when they're available/done.

I don't hear anything from them for 2 hours, and it's when they walk by the office where I'm working on something with a coworker that they pop their head in and apologize and then say they'll try to find time before the event.

Meanwhile, they had said yesterday they wouldn't be able to attend a meeting I had asked to be rescheduled because of this event, and then like not too long before the new start time the overall team director has a conflict and can't make it. So I got it canceled and we'll meet in the new year, with apologies to the late notice to the attendees.

I'm also sending reminders for the event to those people invited, and I noticed that there's a lot of meeting forwarding notices and whatnot, and I'm like "...uh...okay..." but don't really think much about it or care. (I had brought chips and salsa and spinach dip and sodas and so forth yesterday for this, plus napkins, cups, and plates and utensils. My supervisor gave me a $20 (which I wasn't expecting anything anyway so that was pretty nice) since this is the first event for new staff both since our last new staff welcome and since the spending freeze which means no funds for refreshments for events basically, among other things, and I didn't want to have some kind of half-ass thing where people show up but there's nothing to eat or do besides talk).

Anyway, I find out a short while later that apparently the overall team director, seeing the "small number of confirmed attendees" had invited not only new staff external to our division but also people who had been around longer than the cutoff identified. Hence all the meeting forwarding notices and new confirmations.

Okay, fine. I also want to point out that part of my ask had been to get a list of new staff since January, with their start dates, identify the cutoff, get them invited etc. and also provide the list for division staff to review and update. I heard nothing back but people sure made a fucking mess of that excel doc I was told to make a onedrive/shared document. Anyway, whatever.

I'm helping another coworker double-check data and other information since we're in one of the busiest parts of the year with lots of project and other updates and work being done, and we had to spend some time unfucking the shared document version of a report this coworker puts together and was, again, told to make available to share with division staff to provide updates directly. Lots of them didn't do it, and had to be reminded to mark off they had done it, so tracking and checking has been a huge pain. That ate up a good amount of time because this coworker had to keep stopping to handle other updates and emails (which I completely understood and helped with where I could).

A meeting happens and for a while I'm the only person from our team so I just say to get started. The overall team director arrives late, and then asks questions and brings things up that could/should have been discussed sooner but end up being worked out.

There was another meeting that was supposed to happen today that I flagged for the overall team director and my supervisor, in that "hey, is this meeting still happening and do we have an agenda for it?" way. 15 minutes before the start time the overall team director sends a teams message to the meeting attendees asking if there's an agenda for the day. And pushed the meeting later. And then it took forever before it was finally cancelled.

During this, another coworker's husband had been working on cornhole boards for the office and he brought them by. I checked them out and complimented them and whatnot (and of course they're by my desk). Of course the overall team director wants a picture of them with everyone in them (one coworker quietly ducked away before this) and I was at my desk when they said "Oh, Sean, come on, get in the picture!" and kept pushing so I had to get short. They're response was "Okay, then you take the picture" which I said I had no problem doing. My supervisor either didn't hear or decided to also try to push and get me in the picture and once again I had to get rather short and definitive. I took the picture and hoped that would be the end of it. Nope. They decided to break in the boards and have a quick round. So I have to wait for a lull to get out of my cubicle and go elsewhere, like the restroom or wherever, and then have to dodge and do the same coming back.

It comes time to finally prep for the event. I stop by my supervisor's office to get the items and then we head down. The overall team director was going to join us to help and bring their stuff down as well. We got the room set up and I had to be the one to log in to the computer and get that figured out since they were blindly turning screens on and trying to make things happen. The overall team director brought *a* bag/bunch of grapes and *a* bunch of clementines, and that's it. We also used leftover stuff from our office holiday event yesterday. During the setup and other stuff they started talking about where we all were during the pandemic? and other things which was awkward.

Oh, and they decided they wanted people to do some kind of activity - "what 3 items would you bring on a desert island?" and then have people answer it etc.

People start showing up, I'm just trying to lay low and not draw attention to myself but I do end up chatting with a few people and they were all very nice and eager. People are kinda-sorta participating in the desert island thing but not really. People mingle, introduce themselves to each other, socialize etc. It's going okay. We end up with well over 20 people. Finally the overall team director has everyone go around the room and have people introduce themselves and some people also do the activity. There was talk of a picture being taken with the group but it didn't happen. Other people had other staff events to get to. There was one that one division verbally invited me and others to, happening like right after ours, and I noticed it was on the calendar of both my supervisor and the overall team director. Huh okay. I wasn't planning on going anyway because I had follow-ups and other stuff to do. The event peters out and we start cleaning up the room. The overall team director is just so enthused and amazed at how great it was and how everything came together. I'm just tired and want to be done.

I go back up to check with the other coworker on the data stuff, and they had ended up staying later because of delays in responses and so we're doing other checks and updates. I go back to my desk to get some things looked at and my supervisor comes over and goes "hey, I'm going over to the other division's thing, do you want to come check it out?" I say no thank you and then both of them depart. I say goodbye to the other coworker as they leave, wrap up my stuff, and then leave, and as I leave I can hear my supervisor and the team director chatting and debriefing and decide I don't want to attract any notice.

I end up getting on the wrong subway train but manage to ride it a good amount of the way before I switch to the correct one. And I made it home with various leftover items so that wasn't too bad.

[randomvarious]

1990s Techno Playlist

Small update for this 1990s techno playlist, with some offerings from two of Germany’s greatest labels: Tresor, which is home to the iconic Tresor club in Berlin, and Harthouse, a now-defunct, mostly trance and techno outfit from Frankfurt that was co-founded by the legendary Sven Väth. 

From Harthouse, I’ve got a really lush and dubby cut from this Vancouver duo called Off and Gone, who put out some material in the mid-90s under that name and a couple others, and then returned with a new album in 2019. Their 1996 song “Shasta” has under 1,000 plays on Spotify and it is *very* good.

And from Tresor comes the magnum opus of Stockholm’s Aril Brikha, “Groove La Chord,” which has racked up over 750,000 plays on Spotify. It was first released on Detroit pioneer Derrick May’s Transmat sublabel Fragile, but it was also included on a release called Tresor.2000 Compilation Vol. 8.

And I was also able to add The Advent’s “Sketched for Life (Salsa Mix),” which I’d added to the YouTube version of this playlist before, but it looks like it was also just recently added to Spotify in the past few months as well. It’s another sweet techno tune with under 1,000 plays on Spotify, and it can be found on a Tresor compilation called Annex 3, which is a series that saw the label making tracks from their catalog available on CD for the first time.

Off and Gone - “Shasta” Aril Brikha - “Groove La Chord” The Advent - “Sketched for Life (Salsa Mix)”

I also added all of those songs to the YouTube version of this playlist too, plus another one that’s not on Spotify: a total stomper from ‘96 by Hesse, Germany’s Patrick Lindsey called “Prepare to Jam.” Out of all the tracks in this week’s update, that one, by far, goes the hardest 🙂.

Patrick Lindsey - “Prepare to Jam”

Playlist is also on YouTube Music.

Now, here’s the thing: Spotify mostly sucks for killer old school techno. My playlist on there only has 31 songs that end up clocking in at over three and a half hours. But my YouTube playlist currently has 65 songs and is now at over *seven hours.* And I’m really only just getting started with this thing 😅. So, if you want a lot more techno, check out the YouTube playlist rather than the Spotify one.

And if both three and a half and seven hours feels like *way* too much techno to handle, I totally get it. So, consider checking out this playlist of techno tunes instead, which consists only of tracks from the year 1996. I’ve got it on both YouTube and YouTube Music. It’s only ten songs long and clocks in at an hour.

Enjoy!

More to come, eventually. Stay tuned!

Like what you hear? Follow me on Spotify and YouTube for more cool playlists and uploads!

#techno #dance #dance music #electronic #electronic music #music #90s #90s music #90's #90's music #spotify #spotify playlist #spotify playlists #youtube #youtube playlist #youtube playlists #youtube music #youtube music playlist #youtube music playlists #playlist #playlists

[keelt9]

Cap. 3

Part 2

Masterlist

“What are you talking about? A masterpiece!” Matias and Enzo were talking about the scene their friends just finished recording, when they hear in the distance a familiar voice talking enthusiastically.

Matias observes warily the expression of Enzo, after a hard session of persuasion with Mar, he just gets warning of her, if she sees this start to turn messier, she will cut it out, from the root.

“Be honest with me.” Matias gets Enzo's attention, he’s seeing him but his mind is immersed in something else. “That girl just caught your eye or is something more insanely complicated.” He didn’t get any answer.

“Because…come on Enzo, just see this girl, what? 4 times, talk maybe 2 and look at you, acting weird. I mean, yeah, find a pretty girl and catch your eyes, it’s ok, who didn’t do that? But since you talked with her from time to time you have a weird smile on your face and after what Agustin called “a short talk” you looked fresh?” Enzo seems confused enough to move his hand trying to rest importance and keeps walking. 

“You… Ok, ok, ok! It’s been a long year, and exhausting d…” In a useless attempt for resting importance Enzo tried to find an excuse as he started to talk. Matias takes a deep breath before dropping the boom.

“That girl will leave in two weeks, if this insanely complicated “thing” means something to you do something, in case it doesn’t I think we should just go back to our routine and stop this rare talkings.” Ready, the boom was off and Matias walked away not wanting to know if something blew out or it was just an empty one.

-

“Oh shit! Hey, Mar must be already waiting for me, I’ll text you ok?” Moises was about to protest when she continued. “I SWEAR, JESUS!” Both of them laugh as she rushes to put all the things she can in her pockets.

“Before I forget it! I already have the package, which arrived two days ago.” He mentioned but she barely caught his words before she ended the call, a few seconds later she crashed with someone and fell on the cold ground. 

“Sorry, sorry I…” She raised her sight and saw Matias already helping her to pick up her things.

“You know how to make entrance.” __ laughs and stands up when the sting sensation makes her look at her hands, both of them have deep scrapes in the palms. 

“Yeah, this one doesn’t seem to be smooth.” She opens and closes her hands trying to make the sting sensation fade away.

“Oh, am, we have a first-aid kid on the set.” __ was about to say it’s ok but the cold air and the open wound made her palms burn.

When Mar saw __ walking inside but with her fist tight and walking beside Matias with her things in his hands, giving her the indications for something happened, she rushed asking what happened when she saw the scrapes in her hands, both of them explaining what happened and that made her feel relaxed. 

Mar knows __ is well protected by her siblings, after knowing the hard times they had when Mr. Ovalle died; being the younger sister behind twins who were in the last years of their childhood, while two months ago just blew the candle of your 3rd birthday, making the following years not so friendly. Later than the beginning with Caro, she lost count of the time where Mrs. Mendienta and her went to pick her up after school and she was just sitting there sharing a bag of frituras with all kinds of salsas, no talking, just eating and keeping in company of each other.

“How long does she remain waiting?” One day Mar asked her little sister, she observed the eyes of Caro focus on __. “Carolina.” Her little sister shook her head. 

“Just a few minutes more, until one of her siblings came to pick her.” Mar looked at her mother and she just smiled with a press of the lips.

That night her mother will tell Mar the tragic events Lucia confesses to her the day they have to go to school for the little fight between the girls. 

Just one afternoon of doing homework in Mendiatas house was enough for Mar to make a strong bond with __, Mar found a new little sister to take care of. A few months later with the immersion of Enrique in the Ovalle family they were able to see how everything turned into something better.

“You should be careful, the cold ground and the fact there isn’t pavement makes it easier to get deep bruises than usual.” One of the paramedics told __ after treating the bruises.

The three of them thank him before he leaves. 

“Well, it seems it’s my turn to drive after all.” Mar adds but before she could pick the key, __ took a step ahead and grabbed it first.

“It’s scratch Mar, it’s not even a cut.” __ stands for they leave. “Thanks Matias you shouldn't stay, you look tired.” Matias refuses with his head and follows them to the exit. 

They talked about their plans for Christasm and just to make sure Matias got the message of __ departure, it was the first time __ mentioned out loud.

-

Enzo stayed a few seconds out, watching the stars above him, but eventually tried to rest importance to the chatting with Matias consequently the topic of __, so he went to the truck to change his clothes and enjoy the two weeks of rest.

He grabs his things but the voices coming from the entrance stop on his way to the exit.

“It's a shame!” He hears Matias with a cover sound, he’s giving __ a goodbye hug. “But it was a pleasure to meet you.” 

Mar felt relieved that all points to the imminent surrender of the ridiculous idea of Matias, she felt someone take a heavy bag from her back.

“However, if you ever come back it will be a joy to meet you again.” __ response to the hug.

“If you ever go to Mexico, give me a call and it will be a pleasure to receive you there.” A few seconds ago, they exchanged numbers.

“Wow, wow, dangerous offer.” Mar says, making __ smile. The tree of them wish each other merry Christmas before parting ways.

<It’s a shame> Was the thought of Matias, she’s a nice girl, really n…

“HOLY SHIT!” __ was right that they are incredibly skinny, and in the dark made them look like ghosts. “ENZO!” Matias recovered his breath. 

“Are you leaving? Go back safe, goodnight.” 

“Yeah, goodnight.”Enzo responds, it seems the boom was actually a useless firecracker.

After arriving home and preparing a small dinner, Enzo remains observing the T.V not even bothering to pay attention, Ada and Uma remain sleeping next to him. 

“I’m crazy.” His expiration radiating strong out of him.

-

“THAT IS NOT TRUE!” Caro, Mar and __ sitting in the living room with hot chocolate and a bunch of cookies and pancakes, playing true or dare.

“Yeah, right! You even bought a ridiculous teddy bear!” Caro is being exposed about the first time she confessed to a boy in fourth grade and he rejected her, with a horrible and dry <No way> Who got the last laugh? Before she left the school to move to Uruguay, that boy was like a puppy after her.

“Oh! I remember! Diego Vazquez.” Mar fakes a shiver. “Ugh, awful.” The three of them laughed so hard that it was hard to recover their breathings. “What about you __? Any guy who deserved to be a piece of your heart.”

“HA! The legend says, <Just the immortals will have the privilege to see.>” __ smiles bigger before sending her to bring more chocolate.

“No one, huh?” Mar insisted  and __ instead of feeling uncomfortable she just relaxed.

“Not even a scrap.” Mar phones start to buzz, she covers her face with her hands making __ giggles. “I’ll go to help her before the kitchen floor is covered in a brown liquid.”

Mar smiles before seeing the name on her screen making her eyes almost fall, she stands up quickly and walks to the stairs.

#enzo vogrincic #enzo vogrincic x reader #fic #the society of snow #enzo vogrincic fanfic #latam

[thetragicallynerdy]

game night - jim/ed modern au style

(This ficlet is set in the modern au, aka the Jim/Ed tattoo artist/flower shop au, a long mainly sad au where Jim and Ed find each other at bad times in their lives. This part is a soft part, though.)

"So I can steal your shit."

Ed nods and taps the desert tile. "If you roll a 7, yes."

There's a gleam in Jim's eye that tells him they'll be trying to roll as many seven's as they possibly can. "Sweet. And I'm trying to build houses and shit?"

"And roads. Armies too, if you buy development cards."

"Buy the fucking development cards," Izzy cuts in drily. "Best way to win, in my opinion."

Jim squints suspicously at him. "Uh huh. And I should focus so much on development cards that I don't build castles and shit, is that right?"

Izzy smirks and crosses his arms. "Far be it from me to tell you how to play."

Ed's attention gets pulled away as Fang and Ivan make their way back into the room, both carrying an assortment of food and drinks. Beers, tortilla chips and salsa, and fresh cut veggies that Fang insists on serving because 'game night can be healthy too!'

"Only listen to Izzy a little bit," Fang cautions, handing Jim a beer, cap still on like he knows it'll make them safer. "He gives good advice, but in a way that benefits him."

Ed tries not to pay *too* much attention to the way Jim immediately pulls a knife out of their waistband and uses it to pop the cap of their beer bottle off. It's entirely too hot, and if he stares too long at the way their hands hold the knife then Izzy will notice, the observant fucker.

"I give excellent advice," Izzy protests. "Would I lead Jimbo here astray?"

It's only recently that Izzy, Ivan, and Fang have started calling Jim 'Jimbo,' and it makes Ed smile every time. Makes Jim smile too, even though they try and hide it. He wonders if they have anyone else in their life that likes them enough to call them by a nickname.

"The first time I played, Izzy told me to not worry about building near him, that he wouldn't be in my way at all," Ivan tells Jim, pointing a carrot stick at Izzy. "Fucker blocked me in with roads and settlements within five turns."

Izzy gins like a shark that just smelled blood in the water. "And I taught you a valuable lesson about alliances and how they can be broken, didn't I."

"Taught me not to fucking trust you," Ivan laughs, giving him the finger. "Not stupid enough to fall for it twice."

The gleam is back in Jim's eye, and it almost mirrors Izzy's. Ed grins at the sight of it. He can't wait to see how quickly they pick up the game. They're smart as fuck, and he's seen how vicious they can be when they want to. He hadn't realized how *competitive* they could be until the first time he'd brought over a deck of cards. They're going to give Izzy a run for his money, Ed just knows it.

Ed is good at Catan too - damn fucking good, he has the mind for tactics and a great sense of the game - but he usually gets bored as fuck half-way through and loses as a result. But if Jim is around, then maybe Izzy would finally lose a game here and there. Or even better, maybe Ed would finally find something worth keeping his attention for a whole round.

"So are we putting money on this or what?" Jim asks, leaning towards Izzy and tapping the table.

"That's the spirit," Izzy rasps, grinning even wider. "Twenty bucks -"

"No!" Fang buts in, exasperated. He glares at Ed. "Edward, you brought us another one? No gambling here!"

Jim sits back and pouts, while Izzy glowers at Fang. "If none of you want in, then just Jim and I -"

Fang just shakes his head firmly. "No gambling, love, you know the rules." When Izzy grumbles he leans over and plants a kiss on Izzy's cheek, which makes Izzy shut up, and also turns his face beet red. As if they haven't been basically married for the better part of five years. "At least not for money, or anything worth money."

"Fucking fine." Izzy glares at Jim. "Whoever wins owes the other a pack of smokes."

Jim grins, holds out their hand, and just like that, the bet is made. "It's a bet, motherfucker." 

--

"Read 'em and weep, motherfuckers!" Jim crows, slamming a knight card onto the table, followed by a handful of other development cards. Two victory points, and they already have the longest road -

They lean over the table and swipe the largest army from Izzy's hand. He squawks, but they're faster than he is, and they're already back in their seat, grinning wider than he's seen in months.

"You've played before," Izzy accuses, pointing a finger at Jim. "You cheating fucker, you -"

Jim laughs. "Nah man,  I've never played before. What, you think this game is *hard*?" They lean over the table again, holding out a hand palm-up. "Now pay up, man."

Izzy's nostrils flare. "Double or nothing."

"This is why we don't bet," Ivan snorts, standing up and stretching before he leans over to press a kiss to Izzy's head. Just like before, Izzy's cheeks turn a brilliant shade of red. "Give Jim the smokes they won, babe."

"They cheated!" Izzy protested, waving at Jim and looking back and forth between Ed, Fang, and Ivan's retreating back, heading for the kitchen. "We all saw it!"

Ed kicks lightly at Izzy's foot and grins. "Ah, Iz, forgot what a sore loser you are. You're just pissed because you got cocky and Jimbo here outsmarted you."

Izzy glares at him, then rolls his eyes. "Fucking dick. Fine." He bares his teeth at Jim. "Well played, Jim. I'm going to have a smoke, then I'll get you your fucking pack, and then we're playing another round so I can kick your ass."

"Can't wait." Jim has the audacity to wink at Izzy, and Ed can't hold back the laughter anymore. Izzy rolls his eyes, then heads for the backyard. Fang makes a retreat too, carrying empty beer bottles and the chip bowl for a refill.

When the room is empty Ed leans over and wraps a hand around the back of Jim's neck, bringing them in for a kiss. Their mouth is still curved into a smile, and he loves it, loves seeing them happy and carefree for once.

"Gotta be honest with me," he whispers when he pulls away, grinning so they know he's teasing. "Have you played before?"

They shake their head, whisper back just as conspiratorially. "Nope." Their grin widens. "But I did bring loaded dice."

Ed laughs so hard he falls off his goddamn chair.

#jim/ed #jim jimenez #edward teach #ofmd fanfic #tragicallynerdy writes #don't worry izzy was also cheating #he steals fangs cards when fang gets distracted #this is less a wip and more a small ficlet set in the universe

[biteofcherry]

i love that you've actually replied to all my asks abt who you'd choose😭 you're such a great writer honestly. I'm on holiday rn so I'm gonna ask

Surfer Ari or Life guard Lloyd

It's a fun game and I enjoyed answering your asks 😊 Always feel free to send me some.

I'm this close to saying BOTH again 😆 I mean, come on!

Surfer Ari with his long hair and thick big body, being all wet and flexible. And he has this flirty smile for you and a wink whenever he sees you on your cute, watermelon-shaped beach towel. He gives you some lessons on best positions (on the board, but also for other uses 😏) and takes you for a little floating moment on the ocean at sundown. It's very sweet and romantic, sitting in his board, with Ari behind you, the waves rocking you. His hand going between your open thighs... him telling you all the things he wants to do to you when you get back to the shore... Ari's fingers deep inside you, making you come as you watch the vibrant colors of sunset. Later, when he takes you to his little beach house, he's the most filthy in a very sensual way. It's all fucking, laughter and sweet lemonade.

Now life guard Lloyd is a very perceptive and intense caretaker. He always greets you from his tower and convinces you to bring your towel closer to his tower. He scolds you for not putting regularly sunscreen on, makes it his new task to rub it onto your body. And his hands always linger. His fingers slip beneath the fabric of your bathing suit. You get a chance to see him in action when he saves someone - so fast and strong and efficient. And all wet. When it's all over Lloyd just flops on your towel, saying he needs a breather and another guard is taking over his spot for a moment. Makes you give him a massage, because his muscles are all tense from action. Says his thighs are very tense to and you should massage them as well. You're speechless, but so aroused when Lloyd guides your hand under the waist and of his board shorts and orders you to jerk him off.

One evening, when you're at a beach bar enjoying drinks and salsa, both Ari and Lloyd happen to be there. Both with clear interest in getting more of you. They buy you drinks, chat you up, somehow someone's hand is always on your body. The first night they take you in Ari's house, because it's closer, but then you keep staying at Lloyd's place which is bigger and provides more surfaces to fuck you on.

Lloyd seems to control the situation most of the time, sometimes telling Ari what to do to you too. But Ari is a free spirit who tends to take Lloyd's order and do it creatively in his own way. Anyway, you end completely fucked out and full.

#Anonymous #Reply #Ari Levinson x reader #Lloyd Hansen x reader #Ari Levinson x female reader #Lloyd Hansen x female reader #Ari Levinson imagine #Lloyd Hansen imagine #Ari Levinson smut #Lloyd Hansen smut #Ari Levinson x Lloyd Hansen x reader

[leatherforhell]

Things I Like About Myself, addressed to a Mr. Hobart Brown (@arachstar)

look at my hair isn’t it gorgeous

my eyes are dark brown which is so the best color

I have MULTIPLE ear piercings so I have OPTIONS which means I can have a goth earring a cute earring AND a seasonal earring. all at the same time. I’m a genius

I am so smart actually that should be its own point

I’m also hilarious. no one appreciates my humor enough 

speaking of kissing I am an excellent kisser 

Have you seen my tattoo?? gorgeous. designed it myself. can you believe

you have never in your life met anybody as good at menial chores as I am

I’m also great with kids. except for the swearing. but other than that I am so good

I have an excellent fashion sense

Actually my fashion sense is so impeccable that I can change styles every day and still look cute. have you ever seen me wearing the same outfit twice?? no you haven’t

I may not be good at cooking but I am good at finding food in a pinch, no one’s ever gonna be hungry around me

I also make the best fast food combos. stuff you’ve never even thought off. back to the genius thing

I do ALL THE JOBS and I do them ALL THE TIME!! construction? that’s me! janitorial? also me!! plumbing, electrical, tech?? damn I’m on a roll

did you know I can make a perfect circle without a stencil

I’m also good at juggling

dogs love me. actually all animals love me but like… dogs though

I might be bad at strategy games but I am a killer at fps

haha. killer. I am also good at puns

I have good taste in friends 🥰 nudge nudge

and also everything else tbh but especially music. hint hint

I’ve never once broken a bone despite all the dangerous Gotham bullshit. do you understand how impressive that is

Oh I didn’t even think about it because I never do my makeup but I’m great at that too. go me

I’m very expressive, which is great, because I live in the gloom capital of the world

I smell nice. or like, my soap smells nice. but I feel like it counts because I’m deliberately trying to smell nice

sometimes I can scare people just by using my I’m Not Mad I’m Just Disappointed face, which is always fun

I’m very good at shenanigans. you wanna do a hijink, I’m there

I have watched the pride and prejudice bbc miniseries in its entirety no less than eight times because I am Good Person and Jason wants to so I do it

I’m friends with some of the rogue gallery even though they are, infamously I would say, hard to get along with

I tip well

I’m bisexual

I’m very high energy

I am an EXCELLENT thief. literally how could anyone do better than ‘just teleport the thing to where I am.’ catwoman has nothin on me

I’m very good under pressure

I fall asleep and then STAY asleep, which is probably not a great one to list but I’m very glad I do it because I would be a monster if I didn’t sleep well

I’m a fast texter. speed demon 

as I said I’m not a good cook but I CAN make some mean tortillas. there’s an old lady in one of the apartment buildings I work on that was determined to make me learn how to cook one singular thing and that was the best we got

oh shit I speak so many languages! how did it take this long to mention that! I’m like a god damn universal translator! 

I’m very good with names AND faces

automatic designated driver and very good at it. nobody’s getting lost in an alley around me I’m keeping a close eye 👀

I’m a good dancer too! I used to be able to do pointe but I might break an ankle if I tried it now. but I’m still a good dancer in other styles

like did you know I can salsa. so sexy of me fr

I also know how to ice skate

and bowl! I’m so good at bowling!

I was a pretty cute kid, too. I wish I had pictures. I’ve only got one and it’s from a Photo Booth at the mall

my powers are really cool, actually. I can bend metal with my brain. that’s fucking cool

I know the subway and bus schedules by heart

oh and I can teleport! not just stuff but I can teleport ME 

I am also the person picking up all those leftover batarangs and whatnot. and putting them in neat and orderly piles. and then returning them to the Batmobile. in case anybody was wondering.

I picked a pretty badass name if I do say so myself 

I can do a back flip. fuck you thats 51 I’m so fucking good at this. bite me

#PLEASE GOD LET THE READ MORE WORK I AM BEGGING #IF IT DOESNT WORK IM SO SORRY #also nobody is gonna read this whole thing I’m sure so #tl;dr: despite all the ego clara manages to to mentions her main positive trait which her propensity for kindness #and the way she takes care of and loves the people around her #BC SOMEHOW!!! SHE IS CONVINCED SHE IS NOT A GOOD PERSON #idk why I said ‘somehow’ I know exactly how I literally made her #ooc. #ic. #BOTH???? SOMEHOW #arachstar

[hikari-ni-naritai]

@vivi266 CRUELLY REFUSED to tag me in this but she said anyone could do it if they wanted to so im going to.

Name? emily. you can call me hikari too unless youre two very specific people for a very specific reason.

Pronouns and gender? she/her girl<3

Sexuality? lesbian

Country? usa u_u

Top 5 fandoms? ffxiv, otherside picnic, pmmm, arknights, limbus company despite not playing it

What is your Most forbidden snack? what cruel mistress is forbidding snacks....? spoon of peanut butter.

Would you pet a bug? depends on the bug.

Share a weird fact/story about yourself with the class. uhh. heres a weird fact, ive only ever had dreams about sex twice, and neither time was with a person id ever consider fucking in real life.

What does the color blue taste like? unsaturated. you could put more flavor into it but you didnt and i appreciate it.

What is the most beautiful thing you've ever seen? ive seen a lot of beautiful things but i think possibly the most beautiful was the sunset over the pacific ocean when my family took me to hawaii in high school.

What is the stupidest thing you've ever done? uhhh. damn what would it be. ive done a lot of stupid shit in my life. staying with my college girlfriend for so long, maybe?

Stupidest thing you've seen/heard someone else do/say? i could not even begin to rank that. yesterday i stopped a job to take my lunch and marked clearly where to pick up, and the girl who picked it up from me couldnt figure out where id left off and ended up working from about 7 pages before i stopped, leaving a bright pink pickup point 5 pages later. absolutely nothing was accomplished.

Hyperfixation song? if you mean what song am i hyperfixating on right now, its the whole album 'still a Sigure virgin?' by ling tosite sigure. but if i had to deem one song a "hyperfixation song", it would be 'Between Two Worlds' by Mili, which is the song i listened to nonstop for 7 days straight, causing the entire plot and world of a dnd campaign to spawn in my brain like a fungus.

Is there any meaning behind your profile picture and/or username? 'hikari ni naritai' is a personal creed i have. i need to become better and brighter and warmer. there is no goal, only continually surpassing my current self. my icon is my final fantasy 14 character of the same name.

Dream career as a child? ice cream man. in middle school through part of high school i wanted to design a robot you could control with your brain like in a book series i really liked at the time about a boy who was born on mars and became paraplegic after they gave him Control Robots With Your Brain surgery.

Dream career as an adult? would love to work on visual novels. studioelan if youre hiring hmu the only thing i can reliably do is proofreading/quality checking.

Thoughts on cilantro? put it in my salsa please.

Have you ever been banned from a location and if so, why? uhh i dont think so.

What is your cursed food combination? idk how cursed it is but the #1 thing you can put on a hot dog is crushed doritos. not even a fuckin contest. however the most cursed food combination ive ever tried was a chicken nugget with chocolate sauce in it. the flavors refused to combine in any way and it was like i was eating a chicken nugget and also chocolate sauce separately not at the same time. it was a weird experience.

Trans rights? we're on the trans rights website. im different tho i support trans wrongs too

[salaciousslut]

Done! Also do you have a favorite tequilla brand? Just curious! 🫣

Technically i have freckles all over my face but i only really count the ones that are darker and in a line under my eyes and over my nose, the other ones aren't prominent enough to call them freckles imo. And i'd feel more than lucky if you did worship me, sweetheart<3

I would love to take you to the gym with me, it honestly helped me with my depression as well! And of course i'd watch over you sweetheart<3 i wont lie, i love to go after dark bc theres less people. And i had the same problem but now i catch myself and try to stand straighter. I mostly lift weights when i work out so I know my posture improved due to needing to have a straight back to lift. Plus its super fun imo!! I miss the gym so bad but i hate going alone. I also miss feeling sore, im a bit of a masochist so i love feeling sore the day after working out🤭

Dont apologize for giving me info<3 organization's overrated anyway. Ive found that girls with glasses tend to be my type🫣 you literally sound so pretty sweetheart<3 i knew i wasnt wrong calling you a pretty princess<3 im kissing the tip of your nose and your forehead rn🥰 you are literally so cute, puppy coded too🥺 ive never had crawfish it seems yummy but im not sure if i should try it! Shrimp ceviche used to be my favorite but then i developed a shrimp allergy to uncooked shrimp and around 17 i had to call it quits bc it stopped being worth it to risk it. Im still pissed but at least i can still eat shrimp its just gotta be thoroughly cooked, not just get cooked through the acidity of lime juice like its sucks so bad i just miss ceviche so bad. Ohh just a butch latina and a pretty asian girl what ever will they do hehe<3 and i knew but not cause you told me 🫣 your dni made it obvious, like yeah im just now saying hey but ive been aware of you for a little bit now🫣 also please lemme be ur body pillow one day<3 savory is good!!! Whats your favorite kind of snack?

Also thats adorable, youre just a cute little puppy that has to get off once a day to function her best<3 i mean if i were stressed from school i'd probably need the same thing🤭

tbh im not too picky about my brands, as long as it gets me drunk, then im happy!! also tequila makes me take my clothes off oopsies i think i should warn u about that!! but if im buying for myself, i typically will get espolon bc i feel like its yummy and reasonably priced!

yes i love feeling sore after a workout!! i am also a bit of a masochist (omg who knew)!! but ive never lifted weights before. all the dude bros scare me and i feel like im always being judged but if we went together i know u would take care of me!! i like aerobics and like calisthenics (i had to google how to spell that word) and love yoga sm!! the burn of stretching feels amazing!!

hehe i am very puppy coded! i used to think i was more kitten coded but now ive grown and realized puppies are sooo fun!! so much energy and just wanna be cherished and loved!! which is everything i want!!

nooooo thats so sad that ur allergic to ur fav food :(( i love ceviche but at least u can still tolerate the cooked version. i know its not the same but its still something!!

ohhh i forgot that i put that in my dni, people are so weird about race here smh i just gotta cover all my bases so i can have fun on this website!! but aww we would look soooo cute together

im a sucker for chips. u know how they say all bi girls do is lie and eat hot chip? yeah all i do is eat hot chip hehehe. not so much lying but hot chip very much so. i also loveee chips and salsa and chicken wings and yeah all the fun savory stuff i guess!!!

hehe cumming is like a lil treat!! a reward for myself for being sooo good you know? but it would be a million times better if someone else was making me cum rather than myself 😳🫣

#ci answers #butch my beloved

[thewistlingbadger]

My hunter headcanons ❤️

CW: Disordered eating, mentions of sexual abuse, gender expression, neurodivergency, mentions of abuse, catholicism, etc.

Most of these are pretty wholesome and the triggering ones are super light, not detailed :)

anyway enjoy my long ass list of my hunter hcs

He is low-key clumsy. For example: Luz thought it would be a good idea to go roller skating, wrong. She spent the whole night baby sitting Hunter. First, he didn't wanna skate, then, he spent 15 standing at the edge, unsure of how to get on the floor, after that Luz had to be at his side the whole time because he wouldn't let go of the wall. The only thing stopping him from screaming and crying the whole time was his pride.

Hunter absolutely lives for velcro shoes. He hates shoes with laces because they confuse him but also because he trips all the time while wearing them. The amount of times he's fallen face first at school while wearing shoes with laces is more than he'd like to admit. Velcro shoes on the other hand are reliable, a fashion statement, and some of them even light up!!

He is willing to try anything at least once and if not, he will try it after Luz peer pressures him/annoys him for long enough.

He has a terrible fashion sense. Absolutely the worst god bless him

He's very creative. Camila looks at him and he reminds her of Luz. She loves her kiddos some much ❤️

Hates animals, except wolves (he's starting to warm up to domestic animals tho). They freak him out, he sees them as nasty, plus they're no where near as cool as wolves. (Yes this includes cardinals, he's not ready yet) Maybe he'll eventually get an interest with them but for now? No.

Likes the human concept of holidays. He thinks it cool and unique.

Dislikes the outdoors. He doesn't hate it, but i think he prefers to stay inside.

Loves headphones and earmuffs. They make him feel warm and fuzzy, they add weight to his head, overall sensory joy.

Loves soft textures (sensory joy)

He will always keep his hair short because he doesn't want to look like Belos but it's also a sensory thing

Lowkey afraid of everything lol. I think he tried to put on a brave face in front of all the other kids, but once they went back home and he stayed with Luz and her mom, his uncertainty of the realm bleeds into everything he does. It's also just his severe anxiety that makes him feel afraid all the time.

Finds human music intriguing. It fascinates him. He loves learning about all different types of music and it's history and the instruments

Camila introduces him to Latine music such as bachata, salsa, merengue, etc. He loves how it sounds. Camila has some instruments at the house and they play together

All of his likes and dislikes are a combination of experiences Luz and Camila have given him and him inheriting Luz's, Manny's, and Camila's hand me downs.

Hunter spends a lot of time doing god knows what. Making clothes, goofing off, having me time, and especially going through storage. He learns stuff from their storage like human stuff and just Noceda family shit.

His music taste and a lot of other things about him are from the boxes in the basement.

He loves coffee

He doesn't go anywhere without his CD Walman (which was originally Manny's)

All tv shows and movies he's seen are bc he found DVDs in the basement. He lives off 90's sitcoms, nick jr's episode Manny made on a custom CD, and seasons of 2010's Disney channel original shows

He loves Disney channel original movies. His current favorites are invisible sister and teen beach movie. However, Luz introduces him to a new movie every week so it changes a lot.

He's fascinated with animation he finds it stunning. His favorite Disney movie is tangled. Yes he's a Rapunzel kinnie, but he ln general he loves all animation.

He decides to stay in the human realm with Luz. He could have stayed in the basement but he didn't even last a night. He went to Luz's room, and he's been staying there ever since

Being in the human realm gives him the opportunity to heal his inner child. He spends most of his time enjoying kids shit. His favorite human book so far is probably one from the kids section of the library. On his side of the room he has posters and a night light and glow in the dark stars, etc.

He loves glow in the dark things it's a marvel it's like magic to him, hence the admiration for sketchers that glow in the dark.

Lost his fucking mind when he found out playaways were a thing, he absolutely loves them.

Loves living in Connecticut. It's quiet and cold and everything he could have ever hoped for in a home.

Wants to know more about the Dominican republic. Dreams of going there

Wears sunblock religiously. Takes all earth problems seriously even tho to Luz they don't seem too dangerous. He's out here taking gummy vitamins y'all he thinks it's that serious

Likes washing his hair in warm water (sensory joy)

Only shops in the clearance part of stores

Loves learning languages (even if he's not good at it)

Loves crayons. Loves coloring books. Loves stickers.

Would probably get along well with the pines twins from gravity falls

Loves astrology, he thinks the stars are so fucking cool. He and Luz spend weekends charting constellations on the ceiling of their shared room

He's a total scene kid

He's soooo into arts and crafts skskksks

He's really insecure about his looks

He dyes his hair brown so he can look for like a Noceda.

But i think he does just dye his hair in general. I think he's a highlights and streaks kinda guy

He has a hard time eating and i think it's a combination of things. I think he definitely had eating problems before but it's really clear in the human world. Human food is weird to him. Luz assures him that they'll find something that will be good for him, whether it's meals from different cultures or liquid meals, they'll figure something out.

Camila takes a day to explain food to him, like "here's where our food comes from, here's where it was before, come help me cook this so you can see how it's made," and that not only puts his mind at ease but it's that start of cooking/baking hobby

He alternates between calling Camila her name and Mrs. Noceda. He feels more comfortable calling her Mrs. Noceda but he recognizes that she wants to be called Camila. She's not really that bothered by it anymore, she just wants him to be comfortable

He spends a lot of time with Camila at first because hunter isn't really ready to go to school and he's not on level with all the other 16 years olds. Camila's worried he'll always be really behind but she makes sure he doesn't know

Camila loves hunter. He's so different from Luz it's a different experience. With hunter she's gentle and calm. She doesn't know everything that happened, but she knows this little boy was wronged in the past and she wants to make it up to him

Hunter helps out at the vet a lot. Camila thinks it's a good experience and he'll learn things

Tries to do well at school, is probably not doing too well tho lmao. He doesn't understand the social shit of school and who's he gonna ask for help? Luz and Camila? They don't understand either. I think he does well in PE. It reminds him of the training he did for the emperor's coven. But he doesn't understand the games. Dodgeball? Capture the flag? Hunter gets a lot of weird looks.

He doesn't have any friends other than Luz, and he's ok with that. Everyone thinks he weird. Him and Luz stick together, even tho Luz is finally making friends of her own. They're inseparable. Someone tries to fuck with Luz, hunter is waging war and vise versa.

Has no rhythm. Will not dance unless Luz makes him, Camila asks, he's playing Just Dance, or he's really happy and feeling himself. Luz is the happiest when he's the later.

Thinks word searches are diabolical.

Has conflicting thoughts on board games. Hates chess but likes checkers. Likes battleship but not connect 4. Still getting the hang of dominoes.

Has a collection of stuffed animals

Watches kids cartoons

Loves feminine things. But he's slowly easing into it bc some things he's not ready for/not used to. Part of him thinks make up is cool and the other part doesn't like how it physically feels on his face. It's a process. Luckily for him, the Noceda family is patient and accepting!

Luz holds his hand figuratively and little during everything she loves him to bits and pieces

He is very emotional. He cries a lot ❤️

Luz is his #1 defender and Camila is his #1 cheerleader

Has a love hate relationship with Legos

Likes soup. Likes salad. Doesn't like pasta, but likes to cook it. Loves Dominican food tho

Is learning guitar.

Loves lady gaga. Favorite songs include Judas, paparazzi, rain on me, etc.

He's probably a swiftie

Definitely likes instrumental music

Is on anxiety medication. Should be in therapy but i don't think he is. Camila doesn't really have the funds for it, hunter isn't warm to the idea of therapy, and he wouldn't be able to tell the whole truth since he can't expose the magic realm. Luz talked him into going to a youth support group for victims of abuse. Luz goes with hunter to those meetings to help him too.

Yes i think hunter was abused by belos and i also think he is a victim of sexual abuse (at belos' hands? Idk)

Does boxing

Has a terrible singing voice but likes to sing. He's in choir at school, definitely not a band or orchestra kid

Terrified of spiders, roaches, and bee like bugs. Everything else is pretty ok

Still does parkour

Likes playgrounds

Volunteers

So petty and passive aggressive

Is initially afraid of rollar coasters and attractions at theme parks but after a few rides he likes it

Likes fruit flavored things

Doesn't like cold desserts. Coming to terms with flan. I'm not sure if he likes sweet things in general tbh

Loves pastries. Loves baking

Prefers warm over cold foods

Likes posters

Loves Disney princesses, like, so fucking much. He admires and looks up to all of them so much i can't explain it-

Not into video games. Luz tries to get him into it and all it does is make him made when he looses sksksks

He's really into self exploration at the moment.

He can ask Luz anything and she'll say yes every time

He thinks live music is cool, but he is sensitive to loud noise. He stops enjoying live music when it's so loud he can feel the vibrations in the air

He wasn't afraid of heights until he got to the human world lmao

Definitely owns wolf ears and wolf tail (I'm afraid my dear boy is slowly becoming a furry)

Loves Shakira

Luz gave him a book on wolves for his birthday it is his favorite thing ever

Has/will probably consume every single bit of wolf content to ever exist (probably not for the better). He's one of those "now that i know i like it i must have ALL of it!"

They to to a indoor trampoline place fore luz's birthday 🥺🥺🥺 he smiles so much 🥺🥺🥺

Absolutely, fucking, HATES the dentist. One fear and one fear only, and it's dentists.

Loves baggy sweaters and big jeans. If it's not loose, he's not putting it on.

Has no idea about gen z culture. Luz trying to explain it to him makes it worse

Lowkey doesn't like technology/not into it t

Loves candles and artificial air fresheners

Can sew and can knit/crochet

Tries to cover scars with makeup after awhile

Asks Camila what she would have named Luz if she were a boy. When Camila adopts him, he changes his name to that

Converts to catholicism. It starts with Camila giving hunter a golden cross necklace for his birthday. "It'll protect you." He doesn't really understand what she means. Luz has a cross above the door in her room and a rosary on her desk. She does a sign of the cross every night before she goes to bed. He asks her about it, and she tries to explain it. He goes with them to church and surprisingly, he likes it. He minds praying soothing. It puts his mind at ease. "I guess after belos, i needed a new cause"

I'm not sure if he's the best driver ever or the worst driver ever. He's very into following the rules, however, i also feel like he'd be really bad at it lmao

Very stubborn. Thinks he can do everything on his own, even when it's not safe.

Very competitive too

Learning to be impulsive and to do stupid shit for fun (yes Luz is a bad influence)

He's very lucky to have Luz as a sister. She really pushes him out of his comfort zone and she's the reason he becomes more outgoing

He likes some musicals. He thinks they're a weird idea, but he's kinda intrigued. I think he likes wicked, be more chill, and phantom of the opera. Luz is introducing him to more stuff

I do think him and Luz play a lot your honor. I do think she went "I'm no longer an only child!" And fucking ran with it and suddenly, she's a little kid again! They go to the playground to swing and play tag and chase each other and throw frisbees and balls and shit she really said "i WILL turn you into THE american poster child!"

Hunter is genuinely terrified of eda's owl form and he openly admits how horrifying she is. But over time he starts to become fascinated by it, but he's doing his best to hide it lol.

Him and Luz are taking martial arts together

Genuinely i do think that they just do everything together they're inseparable.

He doesn't really access the internet but when he does, he sure is under parental controls. I mean c'mon if this kid knew about mitski we'd all be in huge shit

Every Christmas the Nocedas have a Christmas photoshoot, in which Luz and hunter dress in formal traditional Dominican outfits/just formal Christmas outfits. You know the dress I'm talking about

He loves build a bear

He has a hard time processing audio, emperor's coven type shit. He has a hard time understanding what is being said

He sleeps on the bottom bunk

Him and Luz talk during movies. They huddle on the couch, a bowl of popcorn and a blanket, shoulders and heads touching they're so close. They have no idea what's going on and no amount of squinting is gonna fix that lmao

Where they differ: hunter is quiet and Luz is loud

Hunter will see a character that he kins, and not understand why he is so mesmerized by this character. He starts doing all these things to make him more like the character and he's like "haHA this is normal!" He starts subconsciously dressing like them, practicing their lines in the shower, he really is a silly lil guy

He keeps calling willow captain because he genuinely cannot remember her name, it's also a respect thing. Willow doesn't mind, in fact, she makes sure people don't correct him sksksksk

He's formal like that. He'll call his teachers "professors" and the school nurse "doctor", yeah skskskks

Luz will often put the blame on hunter lmao. Camila will ask why Luz go detention, and Luz will go "um... HUNTER FAILED HIS TEST TODAY!" to drastic their mom lmao

HE KINS RAPUNZEL SO FUCKING MUCH TANGLED AND BOLT ARE SOME OF HIS FAVORITE MOVIES HE RELATES TO THEM SO MUCH

Camila will tell him something, and then hunter will do it repeatedly, even when Camila has already told him to stop. It's the solider in him

Hunter 1000% thinks kissing is gross.

NGL when Amity and hunter found out germs were a think they were like "🤮 take me back TAKE ME BACK!"

Luz and hunter have watched arcane together. Luz likes vi and hunter likes jinx, they both hate silco

Luz likes the book of life hunter likes Coco

Hunter likes human history! I think he has a good grade in that class

I think he has a crush on Bowser from Mario, but is completely unaware of what a crush is. It's a silly phase that pases soon enough

Luz suggests hunter learn ASL so he can communicate when he goes nonverbal/doesn't wanna talk. They practice together and one day, Luz notices that his smile is different. She asks what's wrong, and hunter says "it's like magic" (context: the hand motions of signing reminds him of the spells mages would cast in the demon realm)

Hunter hates all the blights and they hate him. Except for Edric, who is curious about hunter. Their conversations often go like "so....where you from-" "leave me the fuck alone, blight"

Hunter and Edric rivalry when?

Doesn't like Pokémon, it's too confusing for him

But he probably likes digimon lmao

He has a book of farm animals with the voices in it sksksksk he's like "the cow goes...moo? This is so odd"

He likes cheeseburgers

OH HE LOVES THE MOVIE TURNING RED

He and Luz probably cosplay together and go to cons

Hunter still calls Luz "human"

Luz says "hunter, you're my brother" and bc hunter doesn't really understand what she means he goes "yeah, you're my brother too"

THEY'RE ADHD/AUTISM SIBLINGS!!!!

#these are all personal and my own #if you don't like them thats cool just leave it alone/gen #toh #the owl house #hunter noceda #tw catholicism #camila noceda #luz noceda #manny noceda #long post #tbh i started writing these months ago #so some of them im less passionate about and some of these conflict with each other