Maybe I Do Like Fascism... /J

24 yo highschooler with a crush

Arcane main characters' order in a coffee shop

I used to be a barista and had to stop bc of my studies, so here's my impression of what these Arcane characters would order in a coffee shop. (Tell me if you'd like this with other fandom/characters !)

And yes, I used to judge people on what they'll order lol

Jinx : a strawberry milkshake with a lot of whipped cream

Vi : a latte bc she's a cool grown up, but regrets it immediately and go ask the barista to put some chocolate syrup inside because it taste like shit (she promise herself that she'll ask for a mocha or just a hot cocoa next time)

Caitlyn : a latte with almond milk and some caramel syrup

Jaycee : a hot cocoa with a lot of whip cream and some caramel on top

Viktor : a cold brew, something to stay up and that won't get cold, since it's already cold, if he forgets it while focusing on his work

Mel : a matcha latte with coconut milk, she has good tastes

Silco : a double ristretto bc he's a psycho and needs some energy to deal with Jinx

Sevika : a long coffee in a large cup (the biggest one) and ask to add 6 expresso shot inside. She'll mix this atrocity with 6 sugar packs and drink it in 2 minutes. She's a menace and knows it.

Me realizing that I forgot the petname 'sweet girl' 3 TIMES in my imagines with a gn reader...

I'm sorry 😭

Alastor Moody's love languages

To give:

His number one love language is acts of service. Weather is doing the dishes for you, cleaning something, helping with a small task when he can, giving you is coat whenever you're cold... The fact that he'll also give his life to protect you is a part of it. He would kill and die for you. LITTERALY.

To receive:

His favourite love language to receive is words of affirmation. He won't ever admit it, but hearing how much you love him makes him all fuzzy inside. And seeing, hearing, how much you mean it, makes him love you a hundred times more. Sometimes (most of the time) his confidence isn’t on top, but you always manage to change that for the better.

love this show

I love canva

omg thank you for that

it is fascinating to watch people justify Caitlyn's actions with her grief and castigate Ambessa in the breath for the actions she is taking to protect her family. I will never argue that Ambessa is a good person or that her actions are justified. she is actively intentionally stirring a class war and getting people hurt and killed in the process. she is a terrible person doing terrible things. but she is a mother, a mother in mourning who has already lost her first child and is desperately trying not lose the one that's still alive. does that not deserve sympathy? or is that only reserved for skinny rich socialites who pressure their girlfriends to kill their sisters?

Obi-Wan, walking into his quarters: Hello, people who do not live here.

Anakin: Hey.

Ahsoka: Hi.

Rex: Hello.

Fives: Hey!

Obi-Wan: I gave you the key to my place for emergencies only!

Anakin: We were out of Doritos !

Lollipop 🍓

You feel eyes burn into you and look up. You pull the lollipop from your lips.

“You good there?” You say with a smirk.

Daryl clears his throat and bows his head back to his crossbow. He just tuts in response.

“Don’t act like you weren’t just staring.” Your eyes bore into his head, prompting him to give you a real answer.

“I wasn’t.” He says, still not looking at you.

“Sure.” You drag the word out and turn back to your book. You stick your tongue out and gently place the lollipop on it, licking it slowly. The feeling of being watched comes back and you do your best not to smile. You put the lollipop back in your mouth and drag it out again so it makes a popping noise.

“See something you like, Dixon?” You turn to him and smirk. He’s visibly blushing this time.

He doesn’t respond though this time, as he avoids your eye.

You close your book, getting up and stand in front of him. He looks up at you, bewilderment on his face. His eyes dart from smirking, pink-stained lollipop lips, to your eyes and back again.

“Whacha doin’?” He tries to lean back but he’s already pressed against the wall.

Without a word, you pull the lollipop out of your mouth again, dragging it down your tongue before popping back into your mouth. You let your lips slowly pucker when you pull it back out.

“Me? I’m just sucking on this lollipop.” You say innocently.

“I see tha’.” He replies, nervously. “Why you doin’ it in ma face?”

“‘Cause I can feel your eyes burning into me. Honey, I can show you what else this mouth does.” You wink.

He blushes. “What? I…” He fumbles over his words. “Stop.”

“Then stop staring. You’re like a horny teenage boy.” You tease. “It’s quite adorable actually.”

“Shut up.” He looks away again, trying to refocus on his bow but his fingers fumble.

You reach out and tilt his chin up. His eyes immediately find yours and they’re soft this time, making you melt a little inside. You reach forward, placing a slightly sticky kiss on his stubbly cheek. His skin feels hot and rough against your lips, addictive.

You whisper in his ear. “Offer still stands, by the way. Think about it. I know I will.”

You pull away as his hand comes up to his face. “Wha…” his voice trails off. You wink and walk back to your book, as if nothing has happened.