Dilo tata Dilo

[thedeepthought]

“i never see you at the club” ok well i never see you on ao3 at 2am reading about the same two bitches falling in love for the 1000th time in the 500th way

[marty-rulez]

done! 🥹🥹

[notwooshie]

Gee whiz who rang the yurification bell

[the-yaoi-princess]

to me finding a single valgrace fic or fanart is the equivalent to pure crack cocaine being shot into my veins

[yourlocalcatalanlesbian]

Amen

[justlikearat]

Valgrace doodle,,,

[yourlocalcatalanlesbian]

T/n y el Alpha CEO ahh height difference

[the-yaoi-princess]

Nobody contact me tmrw

[yourlocalcatalanlesbian]

Guys if in the near future I get insipired and finally write my f1 valgrace AU would y’all prefer it to be angsty Driver x Driver where they have to compete against eachother and in the process ruin their friendship to the point where they cant stand the sight of one and other (think brocedes if you know anything about f1) or cute fluffy Mechanic!Leo x Driver!Jason where they have to keep their relationship a secret from the FIA

[yourlocalcatalanlesbian]

Is there a chance I can create a religion based on tea? This shit is magical. Here I an suffering through my period with a fever and mentally dying and then my mother made me a cuppa tea and oh lawd ive never felt better

[yourlocalcatalanlesbian]

Im crying why did I put cuppa tea as if I were british? Im fucking spanish

[anteaterdoodles]

we are so back (in valgrace jail)

working on a leo-centric high school au fic 😋

[coquettemouseevil]

hold up I'm teying to spell beuatfiul

[coquettemouseevil]

Bautifl

[coquettemouseevil]

beuatful

[yourlocalcatalanlesbian]

Come on honey, keep trying youre almost there

[coquettemouseevil]

I might have a crush on my esperanza design

[yourlocalcatalanlesbian]

Valid istg shes the baddest if the town

[coquettemouseevil]

When I don’t know what to watch, I put on Everybody Hates Chris and keep watching until I reach the end. When it’s over, I don’t know what else to watch, so I put on The Mentalist and watch all the seasons. And when that ends, I rewatch the first 15 seasons of Law & Order: SVU. Then I watch whatever anime is popular at the moment. When I finish and get bored again, I put on Everybody Hates Chris and when-

[yourlocalcatalanlesbian]

Doc get the medicine, Coquettemouseevil is watching Everybody hates chris again

[coquettemouseevil]

[yourlocalcatalanlesbian]

Let me tell you something Leo, you’re playing checkers… im fucking your mom

[yourlocalcatalanlesbian]

Is there a chance I can create a religion based on tea? This shit is magical. Here I an suffering through my period with a fever and mentally dying and then my mother made me a cuppa tea and oh lawd ive never felt better

[yourlocalcatalanlesbian]

I swear to god in every Leo fanart his body is SNATCHED. Like bro drop the body routine please. Bout to go live in a sewer for the rest of my life to look like that

[yourlocalcatalanlesbian]

I just LOVE making crackships in the Pjo fandom. Like yes I do ships 2 characters who barely get mentioned just because they both live in texas. Anyways this was my excuse to rant about one of mu curent favs;

Naomi Solace/Esperanza Valdez (singing machine): I imagine them as childhood best friends that secretly dated in high school but ended up drifting apart because of different life paths. But here is the thing: they still think about each other. Naomi definitely writes songs about her; she doesn't tell anybody about it, but, deep down, she's thinking about those rough hands. And whenever she performs, she's scanning the crowd, holding onto the little hope that she’ll be there, in the crowd waiting for her. And when Esperanza was alive, she was always listening to her albums along with others with Leo in the workshop, and whenever Naomi releases a new album, she is first in line to buy it. She tells herself that she just likes the music she makes, but it's no use; it's a love buried deep inside her that she's scared to let out. For years she's been suppressing the feeling, but with every word in Naomi's songs, a small part of that young love resurfaces. The stolen kisses at Naomi's house, the hiding out in the woods so nobody can see them, the stargazing under the skies of Texas. It's all still there. After Esperanza died, Naomi released a new album called ‘Hope,’ finally taking the weight off her shoulders. It talked about her junior and senior years, and it hinted at her being sapphic. The song quickly made the top charts; nobody knew who it was about, but that didn't matter. There was one thing Naomi wanted, though: for Esperanza to come back. To hear the album and come crying back into her arms. But that never happened; it was too late, because dead people cant hear music.