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stagefoureddiediaz · 27 days
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Thinking about step 9 and the whole concept of forgiveness of one’s self and others and it bringing healing and how bobby and Eddie have been paralleled a fair amount and the idea that Eddie started this process back at the end of s5 with his forgiveness and acceptance of his father but how he hasn’t yet gone anywhere near his mother and their relationship .
How his catholic guilt storyline seems more likely to play on his reltionship with his mother than his father (if his father wasn’t around that much it would’ve been Helena taking him to church etc each week) so the idea of an Eddie - Helena storyline that plays on catholic guilt and potentially his queerness in relation to that has me chewing on glass - it could be so epically good
#I’ve always viewed Helena as the biggest issue in Eddie’s relationship with his parents - Ramon has always - to me a least always seemed to#just go along with what Helena wants or dictates#it made sense with how his trauma ptsd army related arc played out that it was Ramon who was the centre of that#now though - catholic guilt - possibly playing into his queerness and suppression of that queerness#to keep some kind of reltionship with his mother - who only seems to view him through a lens of failure#leading him down a road where he wasn’t able to be his true self - it would be so powerful#there is so much potential there#eddie saying his mother wasn’t an issue in s6 - was such a choice and so pointed that they have to be wanting to explore that#so many aspects of who Eddie is and why he is the way he is - his want to nest but not being able to with women - stems from his mommy#issues and the fact he’s been denying they exist#I will eat it up - it would be the right kind of angst for the show and Ryan would deliver#plus the way it parallels with Bobby and his relationship with Catholicism would be fascinating#not to mention the whole Eddie not having a relationship with the faith he was brought up in only to start dating someone who is a literal#embodiment of that faith - and female - as a symbol of his needing to explore and reconcile the actual reasons for his faith lapsing- become#could not be queer and Latino and catholic when Eddie was growing up - it wasn’t an option - so if you step away from the faith that’s#denying a fundamental aspect of who you are#even if you still can’t act upon it - ​it is easier to keep that part of you concealed#911 spoilers#911 Thinky thoughts#eddie diaz#I need this arc to be a thing so badly#911 abc
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katelynnwrites · 1 year
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I Don’t Wanna Be Your Friend (I Wanna Kiss Your Lips) | Ona Batlle
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warnings: stomach ache inducing fluff
word count: 1706
summary: in which ona decides she wants to be your first kiss
a/n: this is my 50th fic for ona 🥰
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‘You haven’t had your first kiss yet?’ Millie yells.
‘Damn Millie, why don’t you just let the whole team know.’ You sigh and sink down further in your seat.
The blonde’s voice had clearly carried down the length of the bus because Ella and Alessia appear soon enough.
‘Look I know you’re the team baby but seriously you haven’t had your first kiss yet?’ Less says in disbelief.
‘Guys come on, it’s not a big deal. I just haven’t found anybody I want to kiss yet.’ You try and assure them but at this point it’s too late because Millie has several of your teammates agreeing to go out to a club after the away game to try and find you someone to kiss.
Sighing once more, you realise there’s no way you would be able to get out of whatever your teammates were plotting.
Fifteen minutes later, when Millie starts questioning you about your type, you grab your airpods and phone, escaping the blonde to sit with a brunette instead.
A certain brunette that simply lets you lean into her shoulder and exhale in relief.
‘They’re trying to find you someone to kiss?’ She murmurs, letting you play with the rings on her hand.
You merely make a face and Ona laughs softly, switching the subject and asking if you’d like to watch a movie.
You’re all too happy to agree.
******
Ona helps you to put together an outfit from the limited clothes you had brought.
She’d laughed as you had voiced your complaints about being dragged out for the night.
All you wanted to do was curl up and watch a movie, maybe with your roommate watching it with you. Ona’s easily your best friend and you loved spending time with her.
The Spanish girl was someone whom you related to almost immediately, the out of place feeling being the common thread between the both of you, given that she had signed for United just before you.
It wasn't long before the two of you managed to adapt to the new team but the bond the both of you had stayed. If anything, it had only become stronger.
Ivana was nice and she often hung out with you and Ona but the friendship you had with her, wasn’t quite the same as what you had with Ona.
In fact, your best friend had a phrase she liked to use to describe how close you were, mi media naranja.
It was in Spanish so you didn’t understand but she said it translated to the other half of your orange.
You could not help but tease Ona, saying that you couldn’t believe she had compared you to an orange. The Spanish girl had blushed and stammered about how a direct translation was not the same as the original meaning.
Ona calling your name draws you out of your thoughts and she rolls her eyes at you.
‘Finally naranja. I thought I had lost you to your thoughts.’
Smiling at her sheepishly, you offer a meek apology which the Spaniard accepts easily.
Holding up two different tops, she asks, ‘Now choose, black or white?’
******
You begged Ona to come with you. And even though a part of her really wanted to stay at the hotel, she couldn’t say no to you. That’s how she finds herself all dressed up and squeezed beside you, into a cab with a bunch of your other teammates.
******
At the club, you’d hid your growing anxiety as Millie and Alessia introduced you to girl after girl, attempting to find one you liked.
It’s mildly exasperating to both your teammates that you keep making up excuses and turning all of them down.
Eventually they had given up, swearing that they would try again another night. Lessi had sarcastically mumbled something along the lines of how no one in the club was your type as she’d left to join Ella.
She was wrong and if you were being honest, there was someone who had caught your eye.
Said someone had caught your eye a long time ago and you were pretty sure you were in deep.
Taking your chance to seek her out, you begin looking all over.
It was strange that she wasn’t on the dance floor because Ona could usually be counted on to show off her dance moves even before she’d had drinks. It was also strange that you basically hadn’t seen her since Millie and Lessi had whisked you away.
You had hoped that Ona would stick around but you chalk her disappearance up to her wanting to give you some privacy.
You’d searched practically the whole club before it occurrs to you to check the toilets. Your teammates had been unhelpful when you had asked if they had seen Ona so this really was the only place she could be.
And she was. The brunette you had been searching for was leant up against the bathroom counter, an unreadable expression on her face.
‘Ona.’
Exhaling in relief, you hug her gently and Ona immediately opens her arms to you.
‘Hi.’ She softly whispers and you squeeze her waist a little harder.
‘You okay?’ She checks and you hum, turning your head so that you can breathe in the scent of her perfume.
‘Better now that I’m with you.’ You assure her and she blushes slightly and murmurs her similar thoughts. That she too felt better now that you were here with her.
******
You both don’t really say much as you get ready for bed. It’s a comfortable silence though, as the pair of you go through the motions of a well practiced routine.
Ona showers first while you pack. Then you take your shower as Ona packs, her going a little bit further and helping you put your shin pads back into your bag as you always somehow manage to forget them.
It’s not long before you’re in bed, Ona sliding under the covers next to you. She lies there quietly until you break the silence, ‘I didn’t kiss anyone.’
Ona exhales, secretly full of relief before she asks, ‘Why not?’
‘There wasn’t anyone I wanted to kiss there. None of them were really my type.’ You mumble, cheeks heating up.
‘Do you still want your first kiss though?’ The Spaniard softly questions.
Her hand finds yours under the covers and she squeezes it reassuringly.
‘Yeah.’ You shyly admit.
Your best friend hums in response before she says, ‘Do you want to kiss me then?’
Sitting up immediately, you look at Ona with wide eyes, trying to see if she meant it.
Ona sits up too, her hand still holding yours.
‘I’m serious mi media naranja. I’d love to be your first kiss.’
Her words are sincere and the smile on her face has you nodding, even if you are a little nervous.
‘Okay.’ Your best friend’s smile widens and she squeezes your hand once more before she hops off the bed.
Ona rummages around in her bag for a bit before she finds her chapstick, which she quickly puts on.
She gives you another sweet smile, settling herself on the bed, in front of you.
‘Which way do you want to lean, mi media naranja?’
The all too familiar nickname, in Ona’s soothing, heavily accented voice melts away the last of your anxieties.
It was just you and your best friend, the girl who you had liked for ages now.
‘Right please.’
Ona gives a nod and leans left, closing the distance between the two of you until there’s just a tiny gap left.
This near, you can see all her individual eyelashes and freckles even in the weak lighting of the sole night lamp of the hotel room.
You close the tiny gap, tentatively letting your lips meet Ona’s.
Her lips are soft and you can taste the coconut of her chapstick as she kisses you back.
Drawing back a second later, you feel a smile grow on your face as you keep looking at Ona.
The same smile is mirrored on your best friend’s face.
The Spaniard blushes, scratching the back of her neck before reaching out to push a strand of hair out of your face, ‘Would now be a good time to tell you that I have a crush on you?’
You didn’t think your smile could get any bigger but it does.
Softly you say, ‘Would now be a good time to tell you that I have a crush on you too?’
Ona blushes harder, gently placing her hands on your cheeks.
‘Mi media naranja means my half-orange. I know I let you believe it means twin but it really means soulmate. The saying is encontrar tu media naranja, to find your half orange or better half. I’ve found my media naranja in you. You are my better half, my soulmate and so much more.’
‘Ona…’
Tears slip from your eyes at her heartfelt words.
‘Please don’t cry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.’ She panickedly murmurs, using her thumbs to try and wipe them away.
You sniffle, leaning into her touch.
‘Ona, can I kiss you again?’
‘You may. Anytime you like mi media naranja.’
Pressing your lips against hers for the second time of the night, you let yourself savour the way she tastes, the way her lips move eagerly against yours.
When the need to breathe finally becomes too much, you pull away to rest your forehead against the fullback’s.
With closed eyes, you murmur, ‘Your words mean more to me than you’ll ever know, you mean more to me than you’ll ever know.’
The wobbly breath that Ona lets out makes you smile and she draws back, kissing you on your forehead.
‘I’m going to kiss you now.’, is all the warning she gives before her lips are on yours once more, until all you feel is her, filling everywhere and everything you’ve ever known.
******
This time, you’re cuddling into Ona during the journey, paying no attention to Millie’s or Alessia’s attempts to involve you in their discussion on how to get you your first kiss.
Eventually, Ona’s the one who puts a stop to it, snapping that you’d already had your first kiss and better yet, found yourself a girlfriend.
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Spanish Translations:
mi media naranja - my half-orange
encontrar tu media naranja - to meet your other half
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lovegrowsart · 25 days
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no matter whether ppl are trying to make zk's canon relationship out to be sibling coded or associative friends or whatever else ppl make up i feel it all comes from this place of people that don't ship it being unable to handle zuko and katara's canonically deep and intimate friendship at the end of show without (whether subconsciously or not) perceiving it as some kind of threat to whatever katara or zuko ship they DO ship (usually either k/a or z/s or m/z)
they don't know how to acknowledge/write zk (and i don't think them being a m/f ship is divorced from this) having their canonically close friendship alongside whatever they ship because that closeness, no matter how platonic, can't supersede the romance of their own ship. so they just lazily write it off as "siblings" or convince themselves they weren't ever that close in the first place or that katara still secretly hates zuko or something in order to get out of the bind of allowing them to be close friends even if you ship them with other people 🤷‍♀️
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carnivill · 5 months
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Last art of the year. Happy New Year everyone!
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spittyfishy · 6 months
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I love the Sun and Moon games with all my heart, all the characters and Pokémon and locations are so lovely I absolutely adore all of them!
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macadam · 2 years
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I think why I’m so elated by every piece of weird ass transformers lore I learn about is that I enjoy seeing what writers can get away with in such a big-name franchise. It’s gotten exhausting watching every franchise slowly lose its charm over the ages in pursuit of being palatable to the masses.
There’s definitely something to be said about how writers don’t get to put their all into these mainstream stories because they have to be so palatable. It’s hard to enjoy what you make when it has to walk the tightrope between being a compelling story, and pleasing shareholders. Stories lose their heart, when writers can’t make it theirs, y’know?
Seeing the stuff that slides in transformers media, the weird shit that is still slipping through the cracks, jro in his entirety, feels like a deviation from that. The first thought that always goes through my head is “haha how is this official canon media. Who okayed this?” And the answer is probably no one, really. The writers get to have fun. We still get to see a glimpse of the insane well why not quirky 80s toy ad that transformers started off as. It brings me a lot of joy to see that the goofiness and absurdity is still there, somewhere.
The fact that so much of the weird lore sits right on the surface is so wonderful, too. These aren’t some obscure side comics, or a failed tv show. So much of it is at the very front of the franchise.
It’s nice to see transformers writers still winning, I guess.
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it is pretty funny to me that I've managed to cultivate a tumblr dash through the deep layers of fandom history I've been through, and discords people send me memes in, where I'm seeing a full spectrum of the arguing over the Gundam vs Supernatural feud going on.
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h2oaffirmations · 8 months
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variousqueerthings · 1 month
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VQT!
Dev Patel mentioned in his reddit AMA that some of the hijra in Monkey Man were not actors and were from the hijra community. I just remembered your tag and thought you might like to know!
AH THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME KNOW!
I was trying to find anything in interviews and coming up short. It does make it have some grounding in real world collaboration with people, rather than "just" coming from the outside and making statements -- obviously can't say for 100%, but it feels like it was supportive and respectful in the narrative, and hopefully behind the camera too
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valyrfia · 5 months
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HAND OVER THE FF LESTAPPEN
alright, check it out
Charles blames the Instagram algorithm, when one day she’s scrolling aimlessly only to come across pictures of Max Verstappen in a bikini. 
Max lounging on her stomach across a sunbed under the European sun next to a cerulean sea, the band of her dark blue bikini riding up, sitting snug across her muscular shoulders peppered with moles and the unmistakable shape of a fading wine-coloured mark high up on the curve of her shoulder that makes something in Charles's throat curdle and sets something strange and deep in her core alight.
She sends it to Pierre immediately, because of course she does. 
Charles Look at this shit. She probably called the paps on herself. 
And that’s the odd feeling deep in her stomach, it’s anger, the fact that Max can be snapped near naked on a strange foreign beach without consequence and Charles has to be careful that the knee-length skirt she wears on errands in Monaco doesn’t get blown up, lest she gets another embarrassing lecture from Mattia on her public image. Be careful Charletta, he would say, Santina is a better nickname than Puttana. Puttana, a fitting word to describe Max’s recent endeavours, really. Charles’s socials have been pushing her the pictures all week. Max outside bars, hanging onto tall men who make more in a year than Charles would care to mention, their young pretty wives off to the side with them, seemingly resigned to the fate of what’s happening. After all, who could compete with Max Verstappen, champion of the world?
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trashyshrew · 5 months
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jenomong · 5 months
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"Numbers without sources Don't mean a thing to me at all Just enjoy it like we always have"
hongjoong, matz (2023)
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roychewtoy · 9 months
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#nathan being impaled on that tetanus inducing loose steel pipe. tho tetanus is the least of his worries on account of. well u know 🕳#nathan can be a body horror fans best friend if u let him into ur heart. living human crash dummy#i really cant believe he gets impaled. twice.#hole moment!#love turning nathans immortality round in my head. but healing factor....?#thinkin today about how the video game guy tim threatens to cut one of them in half with a chainsaw and simon is like:#[😐nathan u obviously have to volunteer]#but what woulda actually happened if that followed through [probably why it didnt lol]#would the others have had to drag each severed bit of him back to the community centre and let his guts re fuse#fucking hold him together with gaffer tape and plasters. cause i doubt he coulda regrown a whole half#his 'healing factor' only comes into play when he dies. fresh canvas etch a sketch reboot and all that. hes not fuckin wolverine#all the deaths r: impaled on fence. impaled on pipe. beaten to death. blows his own brains out. falls and snaps his neck#but chainsaw... ? one can ponder. fingers to head i can imagine anything image#readin his wiki rn 'his body will never get sick. rot. age. or truly grow old'#may not get sick but he can still shit his guts out. hashtag oblivious lactose intolerant king hashtag milk drinker#forever the worlds most annoying twenty yr old#and then the wiki goes 'the user does not need to eat drink or breathe' ....hello#ive rotated him not aging any further cause it lines up with the whole stuck in his ways. never changing [kelly voice: its just who u are]#but eatin and drinking and breathing??? we know he still experiences hunger [<-kebab]#and he dunks his head in a bucket of water when hes testin for powers with simon. gaspin for air afterwards right#firm believer in the. he suffocated to death several times in the coffin before they dug him up#oh waaait. is it stating this like. he doesnt need foodwaterair. cause it doesnt matter if he dies.. ohhhhhh..... Oh..😃#staring at nathan sleeping in the community centre surviving on bags of crisps from the vendies so hard i burn holes through my monitor#this got away from me. uh. living crash dummy. oil pastel guts and water colour jumpsuit yessir#having fun doin art. expect more hole art. sorryfor putting this in the misfits tag hehe. not really#gore#blood#misfits#my art#chewtoy
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found--family · 2 months
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i hope the folks planning on resurrecting Supernatural [re:jackles] are taking notes on what's happening in the 9-1-1 fandom and with this Buck character right now. i know next to nothing about this show, but i do know that 'Buddie' is a major mlm ship between two guy friends and that this guy Buck - a strong macho man in his 30s - has just been canonised as BISEXUAL! with a MLM kiss! after SIX seasons! the subtext was there all along but the network was not on board, by the sounds of it; a change of network saw this queercoded middle-aged male character finally set free. no more subtext, no insinuations that could be interpreted one way or another, just undeniable beautiful text. 
i'm thrilled for everyone in the 9-1-1 fandom and for this positive queer rep in media! here’s hoping other shows will take note - namely Supernatural. Dean has 15 seasons of queer subtext under his belt and he would now be in his mid 40s. it’s never too late to canonise a queer character. characters are never too old to realise they’re queer. this is such an important message, and while i can’t speak for the buckgirls i can say that queer deangirls have been relating to his queercoding for almost 2 decades, including 15 seasons of bi!Dean and 12 seasons of Destiel. seeing a character like Buck come out as queer after SIX seasons (i’ll keep saying it, it’s fucking amazing) is such a win not just for queer folk but for good storytelling; i know there were likely obstacles in finally getting here, and it would be great if queer characters could come out whenever they want instead of struggling against tptb, but six seasons has given the show a wonderful amount of time to delve into Buck’s character and journey with him through various plotlines. as a fan of the slow burn for romance, and a good amount of time for character development to play out, i love that there’s six whole seasons of Buck backstory to delve into for the leadup to his bisexual canonisation.
happy bi day Buck, may you inspire more creative control to cater to the characters instead of some suit in an office who’s never even seen your show and doesn’t care about your journey and narrative freedom. today is a great day.
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(the first gif is Buck’s first mlm kiss. the second gif is a moment from a gay comedy called Looking that many people have pointed out perfectly encapulates how a Destiel kiss might play out on screen.) 
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celestialulu · 6 months
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things i would talk about on a nalu podcast if i had one:
-batshit insane 100yq theories for nalu
-nalu headcanons
-general nalu scenarios
-analysing their interactions and convos
-just sobbing about them
-how lucy rewriting END has been forgotten for 100yq so far is wasted potential
-any of the songs that i listen to being connected to nalu
-just screaming about them
-about how all of natsus development has been thrown away in 100yq
-about how yokai lucy was wasted potential for nalu development
-crying about future lucy
-cool au ideas
-annoying mischaracterisation tropes (natsu fuckboy trope)
-how i think fanservice in 100yq is worse than in the og ft and it ruins the story moments
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oifaaa · 1 year
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Tim hired Captain Boomerang to kill his parents because all the previous Robins were orphans so he had to be one too. But then Captain Boomerang only killed his mom so Tim just pouted for a while when his dad was in a coma
It wasn't captain boomerang that killed tims mum it was that other dude obian man or something like that captain boomerang was the one that actually did kill his dad in the end - they were both hired by Tim though he realised that both Jason and dick have dead parents in common the only other Robin with alive parents was steph and batman didn't like her so Tim decided his dad had to die no other options Tim loves you jack but you gotta go
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