Them being each others light is actually killing me, the symbolism altogether, I can't escape it😭🥺💛
The third pic was the rough sketch but I kinda wanted the whole vibe to be more light and wholesome so decided to do a different BG!
Ok, Im REALLY into this show, and I am so SO fixiated. This show is everything to me and will be not be shutting up about it any time soon, sorry in advance🥲
Ok, I already posted this on Twitter(X) but I completely forgot to post on here for a while and finally got myself together and made a post👍
My fav is costantly swinging between Edwin and Charles, but I love all of the characters in a whole💖
I really really hope Netflix will do the right thing and renew this show, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do😭
Hope yall like this self indulgent art, I wish whoever sees this a very good day!✨
[Reblogs are deeply appreciated!!🙌💛]
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part 3 of spin the bottle series
note: so I'm having bad day, but I hope that you are having good day ;)
part one | part two| part three| part four | part five
warnings:you tell me, Im not good with warnings.
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As the weeks passed and Carlos asked you to be his girlfriend, you felt a rush of excitement and happiness, eager to deepen your connection. However, his request for secrecy about your relationship left you feeling conflicted, as you longed to share your joy with your loved ones.
Despite your disappointment, you respected Carlos's wishes, trusting that he had his reasons. But as time went on, his behavior began to change. Carlos became increasingly touchy and possessive, his actions leaving you feeling suffocated and unsure.
One evening, as you sat together in silence, the tension between you palpable, you finally mustered the courage to confront Carlos about his behavior.
"Carlos, we need to talk," you began, your voice tinged with apprehension. "I've noticed that you've been acting differently lately, and it's starting to worry me."
Carlos shifted uncomfortably, his eyes avoiding yours as he fidgeted with his phone. "I… I know," he replied, his voice strained. "I've just been feeling frustrated, you know?"
You frowned, a sense of unease settling in the pit of your stomach. "Frustrated? What do you mean?"
Carlos sighed, his shoulders slumping as he finally met your gaze. "I… I want more from our relationship," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "I want to be closer to you, physically."
Your heart sank at his words, realization dawning on you. "Carlos, you know I can't," you said softly, your voice filled with sadness. "I thought you understood and respected that."
Carlos nodded, a flicker of guilt crossing his features. "I do, I really do," he insisted. "But it's been hard for me, waiting."
You took a deep breath, struggling to process his confession. "I understand, but that doesn't excuse your behavior," you replied, your voice tinged with frustration. "I need you to respect my boundaries, as I am respecting yours Carlos. This isn't fair to me."
Carlos's expression softened, regret shining in his eyes as he reached out to take your hand. "I'm sorry," he said sincerely. "I'll try to do better, I promise."
But despite his words, you couldn't shake the feeling of doubt that lingered in your mind. As the weeks went on, Carlos's possessiveness only seemed to escalate. He was constantly texting his friends, even during your dates or while you were spending time together at home. And no matter how much you tried to talk to him about it, he brushed off your concerns, insisting that everything was fine.
As the strain in your relationship grew, you couldn't help but wonder if things would ever go back to how they used to be. And as you lay awake at night, watching Carlos sleep beside you, you couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at your heart, wondering if you were truly meant to be together.
As you strolled through the park together, the gentle breeze and the rustle of leaves provided a soothing backdrop to your conversation. Carlos seemed relaxed, his usual tension replaced by a sense of ease that put you at ease as well.
"Carlos, can we talk about something?" you began, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled between you.
"Of course," he replied, turning to look at you with a warm smile.
You took a deep breath, gathering your thoughts before speaking. "I've been thinking about our relationship, about how we've been keeping it a secret," you said, your voice steady despite the nerves that fluttered in your stomach. "How long do we have to keep it this way?"
Carlos's expression softened, a hint of sadness flickering in his eyes. "I know it hasn't been easy," he replied, his voice tinged with regret. "But for now, I think it's best if we continue to keep things between us."
You felt a pang of disappointment at his response, the weight of secrecy pressing down on you like a heavy burden. "But why, Carlos? Why can't we be open about our relationship?"
Carlos sighed, his gaze drifting to the ground as he struggled to find the right words. "It's complicated," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "There are things going on in my life that I'm not ready to share with everyone yet."
You reached out to gently squeeze his hand, offering him a reassuring smile. "I understand, Carlos," you said softly. "I just wish we could be honest with the people we care about."
Carlos met your gaze, gratitude shining in his eyes as he squeezed your hand in return. "I know, and I'm sorry," he replied sincerely. "But I promise, one day, we'll be able to shout our love from the rooftops."
You smiled, feeling a glimmer of hope stir within you at his words. "I'll hold you to that," you said, your voice filled with determination.
And as you continued to walk through the park together, hand in hand, you couldn't help but feel a sense of optimism for the future. Despite the challenges you faced, you knew that as long as you had each other, you could weather any storm that came your way.
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its short vey short I separated parts bc it would be longer and it seems that my drafts can't hold that amount of words, I mean.....my finished fics have some parts missing... I have no idea how is that possible..but I hope I can fix it somehow
bye
- sent from my ipheon ;)
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help there's so much codegold on my dash all of a sudden im actually going to cry /vneg
like i saw fanart of codegold and the art style was actually so cool (it was lineless and im a sucker for lineless art) but it was CODEGOLD. Pleasesllelelsels ssonnoooooooo sotptptpp
coming from someone with 44 ships in this fandom alone (/srs, i counted; 39 excluding joke ships like khoor), i'm usually the voice of reason when it comes to shipping. you like nuzi??? omg dude same!!! let's be besties!!! you like juzi? stuffing you in a wedding suit/dress and whisking you off with me into the sunset in my convertable!!!! you like vhad? awesome sauce!!! kissing you rn!!! like even the few non-problematic ships i don't like - smokeybat, vessa - i'm all for you liking them! what makes other people happy makes me happy :3
but when it comes to proships and comshipping (or ships like n x cyn, n x tessa, and n x j that are their own special catagory as canon can be muffled and the viewer's interpretation and headcanons are what we mostly have to go off of), i will set my boundaries, wish you a nice life, and block you. no hard feelings (i'm not one to hold a grudge), i just can't deal with that, especially as i am mentally ill and am a pushover.
and being a pushover (ex i was bribed into shipping vhad and went from despising noll to shipping it religiously), having fanart and arguments for codegold is obviously something i can't have on my dash.
i don't know where i was going with this i kinda just splurted my thoughts everywhere im sorry (/gen) just generally if you see this and you're a proshipper, comshipper, or ship codegold/n x tessa/cyn x n, block me please and dni
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