kino being "all the sweetness" in ambessa’s heart is so clearly on display in the pages of the book. there is such a distinct difference between the way she regards him internally versus mel. there are a few moments throughout the novel where she looks at him and is taken back to memories of him as a child, and she refers to him as her "sweet little boy" on page 327. when she looks at her daughter, mel doesn’t get any of that tender nostalgia. instead, her mind wanders to rudo at the sight of her tattoos, or she dwells on how mel is "unfit" to be her heir. there are moments that are softer than others (ex. the hugs they share) but, generally, ambessa’s thoughts don’t express the same sort of affection that kino receives. truly, this is the difference between the relationship mothers have with their sons versus their daughters laid plain.
my 3 month Spotify free trial is due in a few days...
These two are so 'black mama whoses done with her job' and 'rowdy ass son who keeps skipping school' coded.
Like he's her hardheaded ass son who is always getting into trouble and now she gotta leave work early to come up to the school so you know she's already not in the mood to be playing his games-
She's so 'did you do the thing I asked' coded and he's so 'no because you asked'
Jessica Drew as Hobies mean ass auntie please 😭
Jessica being his mentor and giving him tupperwear full of food every Tuesday or else he'll spend the week eating ramen noodles and stealing Miguel's lunch.
He's late for work and she's the one who has to go over and literally super-strength drag him out of bed while he's holding on to the headboard like
Please let Jessica be his mentor. It'd be so funny. She does not have the patience and Hobie doesn't have the respect 😭😭 neither got any fucks to give
𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐀 𝐃𝐎 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐋
𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒏!𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆 𝒙 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒇𝒆𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓
You had always dreamed of visiting Brazil. After countless hours scrolling through Instagram and TikTok, you finally made it to Rio de Janeiro with your two best friends, the Brazil Pr finally getting to you. The vibrant city welcomed you with open arms, and you were ready to soak in every moment of your 10 days vacation.
Your days were filled with sun-kissed beaches, lounging away on the golden sands of Copacabana, sipping on some colorful cocktails, and letting the crashing waves wash away your burdens. The nights, however, were another story. You explored the impressive nightlife, from chic rooftop bars to the raw local street parties in the favelas.
One night, you found yourself at a particularly lively baile funk. The music forced you to move your hips and the strong drinks to jump in the arms of your besties. As you danced with your friends, you noticed a fine ass man watching you from across the crowd. He had a blond buzzcut, tattoos covering his tanned arms, and the most captivating smile.
He approached you with a confident stride, introducing himself as Connie. His accent was thick and sexy, and he occasionally slipped into his native language when he couldn't find the right English words "Você dança muito bem," he complimented you, his eyes twinkling with amusement at the sight of your ass swaying.
You felt an instant connection. Connie was charming, funny, and had a way of making you feel like the only person in the crowded street. You spent the night dancing, laughing, and downing shots. He taught you a few Portuguese phrases, and you found yourself falling for his accent and the way he said your name with a huge smile, surprisingly sharp canines pocking out a bit.
As the night wore on, Connie took your hand and led you to a quieter spot overlooking the city. The view was breathtaking, with the string lights twinkling below you "You really complete my city’s beauty" he said softly, his eyes never leaving yours.
Your heart raced. As you stood there, hand in hand, you knew this was a moment you would never forget. You knew about the culture here and how kissing was normal even amongst strangers, but when Connie leaned in, resting his hand on your cheek as your lips intertwined into a hungry, passionate kiss, you knew this was deeper than sexual attraction and lust.
It was hard to contain yourself, here, on this empty rooftop barely illuminated by the street lights, you lost yourself in Connie’s touch, soft moans escaping your lips when he twirled his tongue inside you mouth, smirking against your lips at the faint sounds coming from you. Connie travelled down to your neck, licking at it and sucking just hard enough not to leave any marks.
“Te quero” Connie pulled back, licking his pink lips, pretty eyes looking down at you, begging you for more.
To say you hated yourself for stopping everything there and telling him you needed to get back to your friends was an understatement. Still, Connie respected your wishes, a satisfied smile on his face from just being able to hold you as he walked you back to your worried friends. You could still feel his lips press up on your cheek and his fingers on your lower back when he kissed you goodbye, disappearing into the crowd that just kept on growing despite the late hours.
“you didn’t even get is insta or some ?!” Your friends said in unison, staring at you in pure confusion when you shook your head, almost afraid by their reaction “bitch, you got two days left, you better find that man” one of them warned, not even trying to find out if you even wanted to see him again. But she didn’t have to hear you say it because she already knew.
lesbian meljay CONFIRMED
hi bye
story wise, watching arcane fumble mel and jayce's relationship so hard irks me bad. interracial relationships in media involving two poc are RARE, and it's even rarer to see healthy ones portrayed. like damn.
happy halloween! <3😈💀🎃🕸️🦇💜
the motorfang fandom is dying FUCKKKK!!!!!!