parental bonus

Person A is a barista at a nearby coffee shop. They have grown fond of Person B, who they have a crush on. One day, when B orders their coffee, A writes their number on the cup.

Bonus: B sees the number and keeps the cup so they won’t lose it.

2nd Bonus: B has had a crush on A the entire time.

So, last night I rewatched The Way He Looks (Hoje Eu Quero Voltar Sozinho), and of the million and one reasons why everyone should watch this movie, here are a few:

This is Gabriel (left) and Leo (right)

  • It’s on netflix, which most of you probably have, so it’s accessible
  • How many queer stories are there that feature a protagonist with a disability? Not many, but this one does! Leo is blind, he’s the main character, and I feel they handled his disability well (this is coming from a non-disabled person, though, so feel free to disagree)
  • It’s a pretty stereotypical indie teen romance movie, but the queer aspect already makes it 100x more interesting
  • a realistic parent-child relationship, with bonus awesome grandma
  • there’s no “omg, am I gay???” freak out. In fact, both characters are pretty much 100% ok with being into each other, and they’re main worry is “i don’t know if they like me back, but i know i want to stay friends with them at least, what do i do??” with a tiny sprinkling of jealousy, cause, well, stereotypical teen romance
  • a very beautiful and loving girl-boy friendship with lots of casual, platonic intimacy
  • there’s nothing super angsty?? like, no death or super homophobic parents/classmates or having to hide that they’re queer. it’s honestly such a feel-good movie???
  • what homophobia there is, it comes as teasing and there are never any hints of anything turning violent, and in fact, at one point, when the bully character is teasing Gabriel and Leo for being boyfriends, Leo shows him that they are, in fact, real-life boyfriends, and the bully’s friends start teasing him for trying to make fun of them when they’re actually boyfriends
  • the girl best friend isn’t narratively pushed to the side when the new boy (love interest) comes in. In fact, her (Giovana) and Leo’s friendship is shown to be just as important as Leo and Gabriel’s relationship
  • everything works out and you’re left with a lovely, sweet, happy ending that’s honestly just so nice to see in a young queer romance??? 
  • I really love this movie, and there’s also a short-film!! on youtube that I recommend, too!

did a sketch of him with his greasy lookin black hair

Hey uh can Max and Harrison get adopted by people who genuinely love and care for them thank you

Its feels friday for day 5 of Preyweek!

I lied I have some decent stuff left in me. Its a bit later than usual bc I’ve finally run out of pre-prepared stuff so this was a nIGHTMARE TO TRY TO SQUEEZE INTO MY SCHEDULE and not only that I didn’t mean for it to become a painting AGAIN. BUT idk about you guys but prey’s soundtrack is impeccable and so well-timed, so many times I almost cried bc of some soft piano over some quiet family times w/ the yus or somethin

(s/o to Fred Augis, I referenced the posing for the second frame) 


Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday | x | Saturday | Sunday

Follow the #preyweek event by @morganyuprey :’D

Happy Father’s Day!

they’re dressed as lions bc they’re the pride of the family

adding more to the tsukkiyama parent AU~


Kang Daniel | Soulmate!AU | Taste

Originally posted by kngniel

prompt: when you aren’t eating anything, you taste whatever your soulmate tastes.

note: this was inspired by me actually waking up to the taste of toothpaste and gummy worms lmao.

  • even though you could only taste what your soulmate is eating when you aren’t eating, you lived a relatively normal life - the two of you seemed to eat meals around the same times
  • but when you were a kid, you remember trying to eat chocolate to compete with the taste of gummy snacks
  • then you would just taste more and more fruity things so you always ended up giving up
  • also when you were a kid, you’d go around asking the boys in your classes if they were your soulmate every time you saw them eat gummy worms or fruit snacks
  • you’d grab their snacks away from them and eat chips or something, asking if they tasted it, too lol
  • but you were left disappointed every time so you swore to stop doing that because you were left with a really big pile of sweets lmao
  • eventually you went off to high school, which was fun but in the case of finding your soulmate…uneventful
  • you started to pick up on his eating patterns
  • you knew he was celebrating whenever you tasted beef and you noticed that he ate a lot of it because the taste remained in your mouth for a long time
  • you also tasted instant ramyeon too much - you’d scold him for that when you met him
  • you hoped your soulmate had a tolerance for a lot of different tastes because those were your favorite things to snack on and he was stuck with those tastes
  • sometimes you woke up to the taste of toothpaste and gummy worms, wondering how the heck that combination of tastes came to be
  • in your last year of high school, a student from Busan transferred into your grade
  • but he was in a different class so you never thought to pay much mind to him
  • until one day in the cafeteria, you were eating your homepacked lunch that your mom made for you because you got a good grade on your last exam
  • so you were eating your own special little bento while everyone else around you was stuck with cafeteria food bwaHAHAHA
  • you were humming happily while your friends scowled at you in jealousy
  • of course you were too ecstatic to care, popping more food into your mouth
  • then bam, a really big burst of garlic flavor was all you could taste
  • you took a bottle of water hurriedly to drown it out when you heard someone gag and grunt near you
  • you turned around to see the new student from Busan about to sit at his table with his lunch tray in hand
  • he was making a miserable face and his friends were looking at him like he was crazy
  • “my soulmate must have eaten a lot of garlic just now, gah”
  • you were a bit shook - what were the chances of his soulmate eating garlic at the same time you did???
  • but you didn’t want to seem crazy like before so you finished your lunch quickly, keeping your eye on Busan boy for the rest of the period
  • you also stopped eating so you would be able to taste whatever he was eating just in case it was really him
  • eventually, he finished and turned to his friends with a happy grin, taking out a whole bunch of packets of food
  • “ya, stop eating so many sweet things”
  • looks like he befriended the motherly jisung
  • you were even more shook to see that they were all gummy snacks, so you intently continued to watch him
  • he ignored his friend and opened the packets happily, eating them without a care in the world
  • that’s when it hit you
  • a citrusy taste as he ate the egg-looking gummy snack
  • that confirmed it for you, so you decided to walk up to his table and introduce yourself
  • he was really flustered by your sudden appearance but smiled at you brightly nevertheless
  • his bright-as-the-sun smile sent all your confidence to the gutter as you started to sputter out how you used to steal boys’ snacks to see if they were your soulmate
  • to be honest, he wasn’t really listening - he was too amazed at how stunning you looked
  • “wow, pretty”
  • he kinda muttered that too loudly
  • that shut you up and you asked him to repeat himself, earning snickers from his friends
  • “ah, uh, i just said you’re really pretty”
  • wow, if this was really your soulmate, you really scored
  • so to prove it, you took away Daniel’s gummy snacks (“hey, wait…!”) and took one of his friend’s bag of chips quickly
  • it was jaehwan’s bag of chips btw - he whined to minhyun lmao
  • you took out a few chips and shoved them into your mouth, leaving daniel to gasp
  • 1) at your unabashedness & 2) at the fact that he could taste the chips
  • “do you taste them?”
  • he nodded, still in shock
  • “oh thank goodness, this would’ve been so awkward if you weren’t my soulmate”
  • and that seemed to get him out of his daze
  • “wow, you’re my soulmate! i’m daniel!”
  • you guys became the cutest couple and formed a best friendship that could rival ongniel
  • you also scolded him for everything you promised yourself you would
  • “all those gummy worms??? we were like four years old???”
  • “listen…”
  • “and don’t get me started on all that instant ramyeon!!!”
  • that didn’t stop him though and at times, you’d taste instant ramyeon at literally 8 in the morning so you’d call him screaming to eat healthier
  • but food trip dates were so fun!!!
  • sometimes when you guys would go on dates, you’d eat whatever each other was allergic to so the other could experience it, too 
  • daniel wondered what a certain taste was, and you told him it was shrimp - through you, he could taste seafood all he wanted to
  • but this soulmate connection wasn’t good for surprises
  • you were baking him a cake once the night before his birthday, and you licked the batter off a spoon
  • you bet he tasted that
  • so when you went to give him the cake the next day, he already expected it, wiggling his eyebrows
  • you’d have to be more careful next time
  • daniel eventually told you that the first thing he’d do in the morning after brushing his teeth would be to eat gummy worms or some other kind of gummy candy
  • you wondered how he didn’t have cavities
  • in conclusion, one of the best things in the world (food) brought you to the best thing in your world (kang daniel)
  • bonus: your parents showed him pictures of you smiling sheepishly with all the candy you collected in elementary school

ok but imagine - yu yu hakusho 90s AU

why don’t all those white parents trying to be trendy just give their kids welsh names

enough Ys and counterintuitive pronunciations that your wee beastie will be totally ~unique~ at preschool (unless you live in wales) but nobody can get on your case for making shit up

fewer breiileiieis and more myfanwys 2k17

hartwin in medieval pretty woman au where harry’s a the fallen knight and has to take up prostitution for money and eggsy as the prince of a neighbouring country who helps harry regain his status in exchange for harry acting as his fiancé bc roxy is eggsy’s best friend, she’s in love with amelia, and eggsy really doesn’t want his marriage to be political/forced


prompt: “drabble prompts”

#53 “If you kill them, you’d better kill me too, because otherwise, I’m going to kill you.

#71 “You don’t get to pick and choose. You’re stuck with me.

#62 “Please, don’t cry.

pairing: Harry Hook x Tiana/Naveen Daughter!Reader

notes: if you think my last post was overboard you’re in for a real surprise ha I really hope you like this one though it gets pretty deep

requested by @jugheadismyking

Originally posted by ehdsisjado

King Ben thought inviting as many kids as possible from the Isle of the Lost was a good idea. What Uma had said stuck with him. The guilt of possibly leaving innocent kids behind ate at him, so he made it his mission to bring as many of them over.

What he didn’t know, was that by bringing them over, he had set Frederick Facilier’s plan to exact revenge into motion. 

To you, the daughter of King Naveen and Queen Tiana, today was a good day. The sun was out and the air was light. Unfortunately, on that very day, the Shadow Man’s son decided he would exact his revenge on your family. With the help of his shadow friends, he had the three royals tied up with ease.

The rag over your eyes was pulled down to reveal the malicious face of the Shadow Man’s son. You didn’t even know who he was until you heard your father speak out. 

“You look just like he did.”

Then everything clicked. You recalled all the stories your mother and father would tell you. The ones that left you plagued with nightmares of shadows and darkness. Your blood ran cold and your heart sunk to your stomach. You knew what vengeance could do to a person and how it could corrupt even a heart of gold.

“What do you want with us?” Your mother sighed. She wasn’t afraid of this boy. He wanted vengeance, but that wasn’t going to get him anything or anywhere. Evil never won.

The boy diverted his attention to your mother with a cold voice, “I want revenge. I’m going to send your souls over to the Other Side, and let my father deal with you.”

You growled, struggling against your restraints as you spat, “If you’re going to kill them, you’d better kill me too, because otherwise, I’m going to kill you.

Your captor turned to you, a sick smile painted across his lips, “Kill you? Oh, no, Princess! I’m going to make you watch them get dragged to the Other Side, just like I watched my father.”

You could swear your heart stopped. Your breath hitched in your throat audibly to which Frederick let out a chain of excited giggles “Oh, how exciting! This is going to be fun!”

You and your parents silently watched in horror as he pulled out two dolls resembling your parents, beginning his chanting. Your eyes darted across the room, desperately trying to find a way out. This couldn’t be the way you lost your parents. They were your everything.

Your eyes met your mother’s. She was leaning against your father and the two looked to be the opposite of you. 

Even in a situation like this, they both looked as composed as they would in the palace. Backs straight as a board, heads held high. On the other side of the room, you were on the verge of hyperventilating and practically curled up into a ball.

Suddenly, the chanting stopped. Frederick threw your mother’s doll on the ground, yelling out.

“I’m pretty sure there are supposed to be voodoo faces and an evil voodoo song by now, no?” It was your father, and he sounded bored. Frederick let out a low growl.

“Laugh while you can, King Naveen.”

With a poof, a cloud of smoke went up, leaving you all coughing and spluttering. As the smoke cleared, you realised Frederick had disappeared and the royal family of Maldonia wasted no time in calling out for help.

Out in the bayou were two boys. Pirates. Two of the three most feared pirates on the Isle of the Lost had somehow found a place on Evie’s list and were now carelessly exploring deep in the bayous.

“Harry, do you hear that?” One of them said. His attention had turned away from his best friend to the sounds on his left. His friend stopped his whistling mid-way, shifting on the tiny boat they were on. 

“What is it, Gil? I was on a roll.” Harry’s eyes were narrowed at his friend, annoyed. Then he heard the screams that had alerted Gil. 

“Do you think we should check it out?” Gil asked, but Harry had already taken one of the oars and began to paddle. They reached a clearing, where an old, abandoned cabin stood. The screams had ceased, as if the people inside had given up.

“Gil, stay here. Keep watch, and if anything happens, leave.” Harry didn’t leave any room for arguing as he hopped onto the tiny porch and burst into the cabin.

You flinched, hard, when the door flew open with a bang. You were halfway inching towards your parents and thought Frederick had come back to claim your parents’ souls. You froze, dead centre of the room, head snapping up to see a very tall man with a pirate hat. 

A pirate in Auradon? When did that happen?

“Please, whoever you are, if you want money, we will give, but please, save our daughter!” Your mother pleaded immediately. Looks of confusion then recognition flashed across the pirate’s face before he flew into action, rushing towards you.

He yelled to the outside, ordering his friend to get help. Gil yelled back, uncertainly, alerting him of the oncoming swarm of shadows. Facilier was on his way.

The pirate started to work on your restraints, rapidly cutting through them with his sword. You tensed. Stories of pirates were told, and they were intended to be cautionary tales.

Once the ropes binding you had been cut loose, you stood, shakily, to run and help your parents, but a strong arm seized you, thwarting your efforts. You began to thrash, desperately trying to escape the pirate’s hold.

“No time, Princess. Got to go.” He spoke in your ear. You turned in his grasp, resisting the urge to slap him. “They’re my parents and they’re about to be murdered! You want me to just leave them here?”

Your father was the one that sparked enough sense in you to get you moving. “Darling, we escaped his father, we can certainly deal with his spawn. Go!”

You stopped your struggle, and with one last fleeting look, you dashed out of the cabin, hot on the pirate’s tail. You nearly crashed into his wall of a back when he suddenly came to a stop. Peering over his shoulder, you could see a livid Frederick Facilier, chest heaving with anger.

Without wasting any time, the pirate kicked the witch doctor into the swampy water with a grunt. Frederick, who was half the size of Harry, fell in without a chance to fight. Harry took your hand, pulling you with him and pushed you into a tiny, crappy wooden boat.

Not looking back, the pirate took the oars and quickly paddled Your heart was caught in your throat and your breathing uneven. You heard Facilier scream in anger in the background, blending away within the sounds of water sloshing against the oars.

Frederick wasn’t going to waste his time going after you. You were only a bonus. Your parents, however, were the focus of his wrath. 

You turned to the pirate in front of you, eyes wide. “Who are you?” Your question went unanswered until the cabin disappeared from sight. “Harry Hook.”

The surname struck ice into your heart, but you chose not to show it. He had saved your life. He had earned the benefit of the doubt. For now.

“Can you- What- Why-” You struggled to form a coherent sentence, your thoughts running wild. It seemed a million things had happened in the past ten minutes and you were having a lot of trouble processing it.

“Love, calm down. You’re safe now.” He said gently. He would have laughed at a reaction like yours, but with the situation you had just been through, he seemed genuinely concerned.

That should have calmed you down, but you both knew it wasn’t true. One look around your surroundings and you swear he almost fainted. The sky was getting dark, but the large outlines in the water were unmistakable. 


Harry’s face visibly paled a couple shades. He swallowed, eyes darting rapidly to look for an escape route. The two of you were surrounded. 

“I take it you don’t have a good history with alligators.” You joked, but your smile fell when you realised how insensitive you were being. “Sorry.”

His response was a cross of a grunt and a whimper. The two of you were stranded on the water, unmoving, as the predators continued to close in slowly. You spotted a large tree in to your left, seemingly high and sturdy enough to evade a bunch of alligators.

Taking the oars from his white-knuckled grasp, you maneuvered through the dangerously narrow escape path and hopped onto one of the large tree roots protruding from the water. You held out a hand to Harry, which, to your surprise, he took tightly and stood next to you. 

You scrambled to find a way up the tree, the two of you scaling up the branches until you were confident the two of you weren’t going to be swallowed whole by alligators. Harry made it next to your seat on the branch just as an alligator soared through the air, its jaws snapping shut.

You had to reach out and steady the pirate from falling over, helping him to sit next to you. 

The sun had set now, and you were squished against the leather of Harry’s coat as you tried to ignore the hissing of the reptiles not too far below you. “So, what’s a pirate doing in Auradon?”

He turned to you, silent. He studied your face for a moment before answering. “King Ben’s inviting a bunch of villain kids over from the Isle. That’s how your little voodoo friend managed to get to you.”

You narrowed your eyes, sucking in a sharp breath. “Of course a pirate would be the one to save me from peril.”

He mirrored your annoyed look, his stare unwavering. “You don’t get to pick and choose, princess. You’re stuck with me.” 

You stared back at him for a while, the two of you silent as you studied each other. Eventually, you broke the stare, softening. “I’m sorry.”

“S’alright, I’m used to it.” 

“No, no! I just meant…” you shook your head frantically, “it’s just that all the villains I’ve heard of have tried to you know… kill us?” You stumbled over your words, trying to get your point across.

He scoffed, as if you were telling a blatant lie he had heard thousands of times. “Yeah, well, sorry to burst your bubble, darling, but we’re not our parents,”

“well,” he tilted his head, pulling a face, “most of us.”

You chuckled lightly. “That’s fair. We’re not all rainbows and fluff, either. I mean, have you met the family of the Sleeping Beauty?”

Your laughs died out, leaving you in a slightly awkward silence. “I really am sorry, though,” you said, lightly nudging him with your body.

He looked down at you, shrugging, “you can stop apologising. I get it.” You nod, staring straight ahead, ignoring the sharp pierce of his gaze. “So I think we’re going to be here for a while… Want to chat?”

Harry pretended to contemplate the idea, “My schedule’s pretty packed, but I’m sure I’ll be able to make an exception.” You scoff, feigning offence despite the smile on your lips.

“Tell me about your life.” You said firmly, situating yourself in a more comfortable position. You were going to be here all night, you may as well get comfortable. Your legs dangled off the branch and you were leaned back lightly against the pirate’s side.

“Well, my dad’s Captain Hook,” he gestured to the hook dangling from his belt, “I didn’t really know him. I mean, sure, I knew him, but he was always distant, trying to find that goddamned crocodile.”

You were quiet whilst taking his hand in yours. You never really thought about it, but the parents on the Isle were probably too focused on revenge to actually raise a child.

Harry’s eye’s flickered to his hand in your smaller ones before looking away once more. His voice dropped to a quiet murmur, “I only wanted him to approve of me, y’know? I started trying to be evil when I was younger, but as I got older i realised you had to be evil to survive on the Isle.”

He sighed, continuing, “Then I found Uma and Gil. We all had pretty messed up parents so we stuck together. We were there for each other when no one else was. But she wanted to take over Auradon. Even though she didn’t want to admit it, she only did it for Ursula. Uma’s the girl who crashed the Cotillion.”

You nodded in realisation. You had heard of what happened at the Royal Cotillion. Maldonia was the more estranged part of the United States of Auradon, so you didn’t pay much attention to the news. Your parents said it was nothing to worry about, anyway.

Harry chuckled, a little too sharply to be humorous. “She could’ve come here too, but precious Mal barely agreed to let me and Gil over.”

“Uma sounds like a real friend. I’d love to meet her someday,” you gave a genuine smile to Harry. You were glad he’d found a friend like her. Being a princess of a distant country, you weren’t able to have many of those.

“I’ve yet to find someone like her. Royal life isn’t exactly the social jackpot. Everyday is the same. I barely ever get to see my parents, too,” you sighed, your posture deflating a little, “obviously, it’s not the same as what you guys have gone through, but I never chose this life, you know what I mean? I just wanted a normal life with normal parents, but nope, life just has to get it’s kicks.”

You rambled, stopping to catch your breath. Looking away from Harry’s amused smile, you went on. “I just… Today was supposed to be their day off, where they could take a break from the stuffy royals and just chill,” you laughed bitterly. “It was supposed to be a good day! And now I don’t even know if they’re alive or not.”

You were so absorbed in your ranting that you didn’t notice the hot tears welling in your eyes. Harry squeezed your hand. “Please, don’t cry.”

You sniffled, hastily wiping at your eyes, embarrassed. “Sorry.”

A hand went under your chin to tilt your head up. Your eyes met Harry’s. You were half expecting him to laugh at your outburst of emotions but instead, warmth flooded your body at the look in his eyes.

“Love, your parents have fought off the Shadow Man. His kid’s not even half of what he was!” Harry said, his hand coming up to cup your cheek. “And I have complete faith in-”

You didn’t let him finish as you crashed your lips onto his. He sat still for a moment, disbelieving that an actual princess was here. Kissing him. It didn’t take long for him to respond, arm curling around your waist, pulling you closer to him. Your hand slid up his neck, tangling in his hair as your lips moved in complete sync.

The moment ended all too soon as you broke apart, both wearing child-like grins on your faces. 

“I think tonight’s going to be fun.”

The infamous lgbt rep: cursed possibilities

* the only lgbt character is a villain
* the lgbt rep was pidge’s bathroom scene, that’s it
* someone irrelevant confirmed to be lgbt by creators
* a one second scene with a gay couple in the background
* a character confirmed to have Unreciprocated Gay Feelings
* lotor … just… lotor as the lgbt rep
* matt (this causes his popularity to skyrocket)
* someone’s parents are gay
* coran (bonus points if he was in love w alfor but never told him)
* shiro (confirmed by his VA; never shown or even hinted at on the show)