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[memo-irvine]

Felisha Antioquia

Pronouns: she/her

Year: 1st year

Major: biological sciences

Favorite

Song: savior complex by phoebe bridgers

Snack: kettle corn popcorners

Music Artist: phoebe bridgers

Color: purple

Hobbies: playing music

About:

-career: physician in anesthesiology, pediatrics, or cardiology, maybe physician assistant -most of my family are nurses -i actually enjoy watching basketball and football (mainly bc my dad made me watch w him) -TV shows: new girl, schitt's creek, the office, ANIME (attack on titan, jujutsu kaisen, haiku etc) -i love coffee and boba -im really studious but i also like going out and exploring :) (i've been to laguna and newport) -i play the alto saxophone, guitar, and flute -i plays in the anteater band :) -i used to play in the jazz band -i was Key club vice president for events for 2 years, NHS Vice president, and HOSA parlimentarian -i like working out i go to fitness center almost every morning -im an early bird :o i just naturally wake up early LOL

If you could relive one moment in your life? going to santa cruz with my best friends and riding roller coasters and just being with each other before graduation.

Looking for a: BIG!

im looking for someone who's passionate in what they love in the medical field and has a good idea of what they want. I want someone who's kind to give tips on how to handle academics and how to succeed. Im also looking for someone that enjoys hanging out with friends, laughing, and music. I would just like someone that makes me feel comfortable and also has big ambitions too. I want someone to vibe and hang out with, get boba, and just overall get to know them. I don't mind if we don't exactly have the same interests but as long as they can be bubbly and accepting!! <3

[sunnyiesideup]

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[addcests]

(But With You I Am Something More)

title (But With You I Am Something More) [ao3]

chapter chapter 1 [ao3]

pairing DBrDom

words 607

summary But with him, that weight din’t even matter.

Dominator sat on the very same couch they were on the other day, sans one Doom Bringer. This time, however, he was nursing his usual: a cup of coffee, ten sugars and cream, cold by now no doubt because he could no longer feel its warmth as he gripped the mug tighter in his hold.

For the past few days, he’d kept to himself. Had even gone out of his way to avoid Doom Bringer. And Dominator had to chuckle dryly at that, because so much for growing, letting go of old habits. His fingers trace the rim of the mug absentmindedly as he watched the disturbance cause ripples in the lightly colored liquid.

So much for growth.

He had struggled so much.

Dominator struggled when Psyker left him, left and never heard a peep from him.

Dominator struggled when he came back anew, as Doom Bringer, familiar and unfamiliar all at once.

Dominator—Mastermind—was a lot lost, felt a need to… do something. Anything. He needed to match Psyker—Doom Bringer. He felt the power surging from him, from the way he carried himself, to the way his voice boomed with quiet confidence. Dominator had wanted that too, for himself. So he sought it out, came back to Doom Bringer anew too.

To prove there were equals—that they were still equals.

Despite the mug being lukewarm at best, Dominator still, distractedly brought the mug to his lips taking a tentative sip before pulling away and staring at it with disgust.

But were they even equals? Dominator sure didn’t feel like it yesterday.

And what else had he called him?

“Amazing.”

Dominator snorted at his subconscious, deciding to helpfully supply the word, even recreating his voice down to the smooth, deep timbre he loved.

“Didja,” and then suddenly there were lips on his ears, breathing, husky, “hear what I said?”

The next thing Dominator knew, the cold cup of coffee was gone and was replaced with a fresh, steaming mug, but he could hardly pay that any mind, not when there was a lingering presence hovering over him, close and familiar and comforting and warm… One hand was helping him hold up the mug and the arm was gently slung around his chest, drawing him closer to that warmth he loved.

By the time he was finally able to process all that had happened in the short time of Doom Bringer enveloping him, and bringing him a fresh piping hot coffee, all Dominator could do was exhale a shaky breath, “Doom Bringer?”

“You’re not getting away from me this time.”

The scientist exhaled another shaky breath, not too much processing what he’d even said but too wrapped in the warmth and comfort that was Doom Bringer to even think of arguing or putting up any sort of resistance.

“Or any other time.”

In fact, there was no resistance, Dominator’s eyes fluttered closed and leaned back to meet his touch.

There was a rumbling pleased noise that Dominator recognized came from Doom Bringer’s chest.

Even with the weight of Doom Bringer on him, Dominator didn’t feel heavy, not anymore.

He felt so light, just like before.

“Doom Bringer,” Dominator’s voice was like a content sigh, so tender as he felt himself sinking into the warm embrace of his lover, particularly melting into the touch. “You make me feel so much…” He leaned back, desperate to meet his touch, welcomed it even. Gently, he nuzzled his nose against his cheek and leaned into him.

Maybe he felt as if he didn’t amount to anything, but with Doom Bringer he felt like he could always be something more.

[susiron]

This night in Susiron's household:

Mom calls gay guys kissing on True Blood disgusting, shouts "THANK GOD" when it turns out to only be a character's dream

brother enters the room and calls it unnatural, sourcing the bible

I speak up, calling my brother's opinion on the matter stupid, pointing out numerous animal species with homosexual tendencies

brother calls me close minded and continues to source the bible

[girlsscrewbetter]

I have problems, but i'm glad.

[benjiecandoit]