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Carlos De Vil - Every Day

Originally posted by princessofauradon

Requested By: Anon

Request: Can you do a Carlos x reader, maybe they dated when he lived on the isle and he needs her help to get Ben back? Maybe you can do whatever you want.

Authors Note: Hey, guys! I just wanted to say that I know this imagine is a little rushed, and probably a little serious for a character like Carlos, but I still hope you enjoy!



“Well, well, well. Look who it is! Back from Auradon already?” You seethed, the anger evident in your voice as you locked eyes with your used to be boyfriend, Carlos. 

Carlos gave you a small nod, his lips shaking from the want to speak and his eyes so full of sadness from your less than excited figure that he couldn’t bring himself to meet your own. You gave him a slight laugh, the small heels of your combat boots clanging against the floor as you made your way closer to him. 

“What are you doing here, Carlos?” You questioned, his sudden reappearance catching you off guard and reminding you of how angry you were at him for leaving in the first place. 

“I came to see you.” He stuttered, his eyes searching yours in surprise, almost as if he couldn’t believe you weren’t happy to see him. “And I need your help.” 

You scoffed, your heart beating a million miles per hour as you tried to continue looking as angry and unfazed as possible. “With what?”

“Ben came to the Isle to bring Mal back to Auradon.” Carlos began to explain, his expression becoming serious as he stepped closer to you. “Him, being the unexperienced do-gooder that he is, walked right into one of Uma’s traps.” He continued. “They took him, Y/N, and you’re the only one that can help us get him back.” 

You raised your eyebrows in awe. You never would have expected King Ben to have the courage, or audacity, to show his face after leaving you and the rest of the VK’s on the Isle to rot like the trash that they all thought you were. 

And you couldn’t tell if you were impressed or angry.

“And why would I help him?” You asked, the anger in your voice starting to falter as it replaced itself with pure sadness. “He left me here, Carlos, and so did you.” 

Carlos let out a sigh, his brown eyes clouding with undeniable sadness before he reached out and gently placed his fingers on your arm.

“Y/N, I…” He began, his smooth and familiar voice flowing through the air and forcing you to listen. “I know I left you here.” He continued sadly. “I know I left you here, and I’m sorry. But you have to believe me on the fact that we didn’t know we’d be gone for this long. We thought we’d be gone for 2 or 3 days, not 6 months. We thought we were coming back.” 

“Then why didn’t you?” You snapped, tears threatening to spill down your cheeks as your angry act completely disappeared. “I’m your girlfriend, or at least I was, and I loved you and you just left me here like I was nothing!” You cried. “And when you do come back, it’s not even really for me! It’s for Ben! And the only reason you’re even talking to me right now is so I can help you get him back! Damn, Carlos! Do you know how that makes me feel? I mean, did you ever even care about me at all?” 

Carlos looked as though he’d been slapped, his eyes scrunching in surprise and lips quivering in shock.

“Of course I cared about you, Y/N! I still do!” He exclaimed, the gentle fingers that were lightly touching your arm now wrapped around your wrist and pulling you closer to him. “How could you even ask that?”

“Well, what do you expect me to think?” You asked, the warmth from Carlos’ body pressed against your own all too familiar and making you lose your breath. “Am I just supposed to accept the fact that the person I’m in love with, and the person I thought was in love with me, just up and left and never even attempted to at least get in contact with me?”

Carlos said nothing at that point, the slight hold he had on your arm slowly lessening before he quickly pulled you into him, his arms wrapping around you in a tight hug that made tears fall unlike they ever had before. 

“I wanted to. Every day.” Carlos whispered, his right hand leaving your waist and tangling into your hair. “But it’s a lot harder to get here than it seems.” He continued, your heart beating so fast that you were sure he could feel it. “Besides, Ben promised he would bring you to Auradon. He promised he would bring all the VK’s to Auradon. It’s just taking some time because, as you know, people aren’t very keen on the idea.”

You let out a shaky breath, a strange mixture of wonder and relief quickly flooding your mind and making you hold Carlos tighter than you ever had before. “Really? You’re not just saying that?”

“Yes, really.” Carlos persisted, his hand moving from your hair and to your chin. “Do you really think I wouldn’t try to come see you unless I knew Ben was doing everything in his power to bring you to Auradon? Come on, Y/N. You know me. I would never just leave you like that.” He exclaimed. “Besides, I didn’t want to mess up your, or anyone elses chance, to come over here by attempting to sneak you in. Stuff like that is looked down upon over there, you know.”

You laughed at Carlos’ small attempt to lighten the mood, the air in the room becoming slightly less thick as the tension between the two of you began to fade. You gave Carlos a small smile, his kind words about not wanting to ruin anyones chances of leaving the Isle flooding your mind and reminding you as to why you loved him so much in the first place. 

“I’m sorry for doubting you.” You whispered, gently laying your head on his shoulder as you hugged him again. “It’s just been so hard without you here. Hours feel like months and days feel like years. I can’t do it anymore, Carlos. I just can’t.”

Carlos hugged you back, his body relaxing into your own as he breathed in your sweet aroma. 

“That’s why we need to get Ben back.” He insisted, his hands tangling themselves in your hair once again, almost as if he was afraid you’d back away from him. “We need to get him back so we can get you out of here. Get all of you out of here.” 

You smiled, the words ‘get all of you out of here’ making you so excited that you literally wanted to cry. 

Backing away from Carlos, you gave him a small nod, your hands immedietly reaching down and retrieving the large sword stashed within your belt. Taking a deep breath, you readied yourself, immedietly wiping your tears and going into the mode that everyone on the Isle had to have. Survival. 

Survival and the hope for something more.

When thinking about adhd, think abt this. If you’re fluent in another language (this still works if you’re not bc it’s p simple to imagine), you know how if someone who is native talks really fast? And then it takes you a second to translate what they’re saying in your head, then you have to translate what you want to say to them in your head before you say it. Now imagine that, but you’re also reading it at the same time, and you’re dyslexic

anonymous asked:

Hi! I'm an incoming College Freshman and I was wondering what you meant when you said, "Freshmen always think they won’t bring it [laptop] to class to take notes. Ha." When or why would we need it? LMAO I'M A TOTAL NEWBIE

Hii ^^ well what I meant is that as a freshman, you tend to have this mentality of ‘handwritten notes are the way to go’ or you think it’s weird to bring your laptop to class but once you’re a sophomore you probably 1. Can’t be bothered to mess with notebooks and pens 2. Won’t give a shit what anyone thinks (not to mention everyone brings their laptop too) 3. Too much info is thrown at you to keep up using handwritten notes (at least in STEM). Not that it’s impossible to keep handwritten notes but it’s a lot of work. Personally the most I’ve seen is people annotating upper-classmen’s notes. As a freshman though, you can definitely get away with it. Hope this made sense? Sorry, I kind of ramble a lot haha


anonymous asked:

Hi, I really love your blog and I've followed you since you were moxi. I was wondering if you've ever felt frustrated when you didn't get a lot of notes on your posts? My problem is that sometimes my posts can get 40 notes and I feel very happy about it as I usually don't get that many, but the next one gets only 10 or 20 and I feel like people just don't like what I post anymore. Have you ever felt this way?

Oh wow! That brings back a lot of memories! Moxi-cc was my very first simblr, haha!
Getting notes has never been one of those things I care about and the mentality people have about using likes as some kind of personal validation is one of the reasons why I generally dislike social media, because people so often seem to think that their value lies in how many likes and followers they have. I guess I have felt something similar though, in the past.
I actually had an art blog with roughly 2600 followers a couple of years ago and I still only got like 15 notes on average, unless a huge blog reblogged my content. The lack of notes didn’t make me feel like my drawings were bad.. but it was very confusing to me. Haha.
I can see why you think the way you do, but I’d like to think you’re reading too much into it.
This answer is such a mess, I’m sorry. ♥︎

anonymous asked:

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Dang, didn’t know that ! Thanks! Ahah when I get a man I gonna go ask for period sex and he’s gonna be like wtf?? Imma just give him the excuse of cramps. fuck yeahhh, thanks anon


lance, after being lightly roasted by the other paladins: wow. WOW. okay. looks like none of you are invited to my birthday party anymore

hunk: wait! i thought we were going to plan your party together? we had an ocean theme and everything!

lance: shit, you’re right… hunk’s reinvited.

pidge: what?? lance you can’t keep uninviting and reinviting people to your birthday party, you’re just gonna lose track

lance: oh really? watch this - (pulling out a small notebook) - pidge, currently uninvited as of today; hunk was recently uninvited but is now reinvited - side note, ocean themed parties are amazing; allura, currently invited but she’s on thin ice; coran, well, he’s kinda permanently invited because i need at least one person to show up; lotor is invited ironically, waiting for him to rsvp so i can reject him; and finally… keith is permanently uninvited until he admits that he cares about being on the invite list

keith: what? no i- the ocean is stupid!!

lance: oh yeah?? double uninvited!



keith: (softly) what the heck, man….


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I have a LOT of dice hanging around this house doing nothing–doubles of sets I already have, doesn’t fit my aesthetic, whatever the reason, they’re perfectly good but didn’t make the collection cut. So, I want to share them with someone who’ll appreciate them! The winner of this giveaway will receive one full pound of random dice! (I’ll pay shipping.) The actual number will vary depending on the mix, but that’s somewhere in the neighborhood of 100 dice


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