#Dios Mio Trio

[oshiete-me-more-sensei]

Our campaign so far, 3 sessions in

[smicksstuff]

Hi! I don't know if you're still taking requests, but if you are can you please write something for Marc Guiu where reader graduates high school and he goes to her graduation, gives her flowers and stuff, kinda fluffy.

This is my fisrt time requesting something, so sorry and thank you in advance 🫶🏻

Class of ‘24

pairing: yn x marc guiu (smau)

the one where they graduated…..

high school is finally over…… whats next ?

ynusername

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ynusername i did it no 🎓

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marcguiu9 you did it mi amor ❤️!!

hctorforrt_ you are so lame

ynusername @/hctorforrt_ no one asked

marcguiu9 good luck mate

hctorforrt_ dios mio

marcguiu9 you better start running

username the polaroid is so cute ✨

username once you know, you know

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marcguiu9

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marcguiu9 no 🎓tion needed

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ynusername 2/3 graduations complete

ynusername te amo, amor ❤️

ynusername but that 🎓tion needs work

hctorforrt_ when did the two of you become lame

hctorforrt_ i swear you both were fine

ynusername this is the aftermath of high school

marcguiu9 you will get there soon enough

hctorforrt_ mine is next week

ynusername 🫨🫨🫨

pedri congratulations yn and marc !! 🎉🍾

pablogavi its partyyy time ⏰

username get me a friendship like this

username pls this they are living a wattpad life

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1 week later ….

ynusername & marcguiu9 just added to their story

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ynusername

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ynusername life after graduation 💃🏽🕺🏽

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marcguiu9 ❤️❤️❤️

hctorforrt_ look at us, young, wild and free

username i love how marc and yn has adopted hector as their child

username adopt me too plss

username where do i sign up to join them

username they just graduated and they spend like they are earning millions

username wait till her luck runs out and she gets left

username you guys are salty this isnt you

username have some talent and this could be you

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ynusername, marcguiu9 & hctorforrt_ just added to their story

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marcguiu9 & ynusername

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marcguiu9 just us and our child (hector) celebrating graduation 🎉. edited

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mamaguiu CHILD ????? get yourself home now

marcguiu9 mama there is no child its just hector

mamaguiu there better be no child now

ynusername we promise its just hector

mamaguiu hector is alright

hctorforrt_ all this fuss about me 🥹

username real slick with the caption edit

username mama guiu probably booking a plane ticket to mallorca with her chancla

username marc woke up and chose violence

pablogavi where is the invite

ynusername next trip, there is a ticket waiting for you

pablogavi there better be,, yall need some adult supervision

ynusername you arent any older than us

pablogavi who said i was going to be the adult. we bring @/pedri along

pedri im not becoming a babysitter

ynusername yall need to get girlfriends so i can have fun

marcguiu9 im not fun 🥺😓

ynusername you areeee, i just need female friends

username signup sheet to be yn’s friend

username sign me up

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bonus part:

hctorforrt_

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hctorforrt_ Thats 🎓

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ynusername who is the lame one now

marcguiu9 FOMO (fear of missing out)

hctorforrt_ @/ynusername @/marcguiu9 back off i thought you love me 💔

ynusername ofcourse we love you

pedri the trio are smart now

ynusername what is that supposed to mean

pedri 🤷🏼‍♂️🤷🏼‍♂️🤷🏼‍♂️

pablogavi cue the party 🎉 im ready 🕺🏽

ynusername you know where it is

fcbarcelona congratulations hector 🎉

hctorforrt_ gracias 🙏🏽

username 3/3 graduations

username all i want to know is how they became friends

username same, they are all in different schools

marcguiufans yn and marc are neighbours, hector knows yn through marc

username oh to be neighbours with a barca boy

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credits: all pictures are found from pinterest and instagram

a/n: thank you for reading this far!! If you have any one-shot scenarios send them to me!! I would love to try and recreate them for you ◡̈

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

howdy there! was wondering if you could do a mewtwo!reader that manages to wound up in paldea after escaping team rocket back in kanto as they experimented on the poor reader for GOD knows how long and they eventually encouter our beloved trio (nemona, arven & penny) and are put on EXTREMELY high alert because the reader is still convinced that everyone is out for them but the trio manage to calm the genetic psychic pokemon's savage nature and at least allow them to rest up and let their wounds heal? (bonus points if the reader trusts em enough to allow to be captured but thats entirely up to you)

At some point, you realized that no place in Kanto was safe anymore...as Team Rocket was searching for you far and wide.

All just for the chance to recapture you and subject you to even more cruel experiments.

You've dealt with them since the moment you were born, those damned scientists determined to push past the limits of your powers to further their own agenda.

How many more scars must they leave on your body? How much more of your psychic energy will be drained until they're satisfied??

You've had enough.

The only thing left to do was leave the safety of Cerulean Cave..but of course, the organization wasn't about to let you walk out without a fight.

They anticipated your escape, cornering you with their strongest bug, dark, and ghost types.

The lead grunt even illegally manufactured a master ball, hoping to catch you without fail.

Yet you unleashed your fury in the form of a massive psychic wave, not only destroying that, but also causing every Pokémon and human to collapse. Then you made your escape as the cave began crumbling.

You didn't care if they made it out alive or not....this world was better off without human scum like them.

And their Pokémon? They were nothing but traitors to their kind.

Eventually, you arrived in Paldea and took shelter near some ruins, your psychic energy spent from teleporting all the way here and your wounds not fully healing yet-

"Dios mio!! Is that a Mewtwo????"

Aaaaand you're on high alert once again, barely able to get a moment's rest.

You could see three young human trainers approaching, two in what looked like school uniforms and the other with a hoodie and some kind of Eevee on her back.

Despite your exhaustion, you refused to let them see you in such a vulnerable state, staring them down as your eyes glowed with what little psychic energy you had left.

All humans were out to get you. If not a scientist who wanted to experiment on you...it would be a trainer who wanted to show you off like some trophy--either way, both wanted to use you as a weapon.

"I will only ask you once...leave me alone, or I will destroy you all." You warn.

Nemona confused on who's speaking at first, but quickly realizes it's you and tries to calm you down.

However, your focus shifts to Arven's Mabosstiff and you try attacking him....yet you're barely able to lift him off the ground before your strength wanes once again, dropping him.

Arven's furious, ready to go over and punch you (like Ash Ketchum in the first movie), but while he's held back by the two girls...you wondered why he reacted that way.

"How curious...you'd rather throw yourself in front of your own Pokémon instead of sending him after me? Why is that, Arven?"

"B-Because the last time I made him fight a powerful Pokémon I never met before, he was...he...." He doesn't finish, but you understood.

And in that moment, your eyes opened a little bit more, finally gaining some clarity as you gaze at his companion.

"Your Mabosstiff was mortally wounded in the past, but he was cured...and neither of you wish to live through that pain again."

"Wha....how did you know?"

"He told me." You gestured to the dark type with a small smile, hearing his woof of agreement. "I see he is your best friend, not some tool. Perhaps I was wrong to think all humans are selfish monsters.."

"I mean, we did save Paldea's ecosystem from being wrecked!" Nemona added cheerfully.

"It's true," Penny nodded. "But look, uh...Mewtwo..we're not your enemy. Obviously you're still hurt. You don't have to keep fighting like this. We can help you out, but..only if you let us."

You'd tell her you can manage, but the fact you couldn't even stand back up without great pain proved her point.

So in the end, you allow the trio to heal you with some potions and give you the chance to rest, reassuring you that Team Rocket can't follow you here.

You refused to be taken to any Pokémon Center as to not be seen by too many humans.

However, you'll stick around the three whenever they venture out into Paldea, teleporting into their dorms sometimes just to see what they're up to, protecting them from harm, etc.

Nemona hoped to capture you, though she respects your wishes to live freely. It's what you deserve after all you've been through.

[askthepianist]

Giovanni...! Dios mio, you're...back! It's been so long [⑇⑇ ●∇●⁾⁾!!! Como haz estado!! I've really really missed you my friend..

@bloody-trio WEHEHEHHEHEH

(◉◉) > "...!!!!!!"

The priest takes a second to recognize the voice, but, as soon as his eyes meet John Doe, it was as if his expression just lifted - even without a mouth, it was clear that he was really happy to see him!

Rapidly running towards the other man, Giovanni didn't take long before hugging him, jumping slightly, excited, nodding his head to show that he had been well!

@bloody-trio

[girlbloggerbae13]

Princesa Salamanca: Chapter 3

A/N: Ok, I'm SO SORRY this is so delayed. Finals were fucking crazy. Glad that semester is done with...anyways, SMUT SMUT SMUT in this one. Also, so sorry, but I fear a Nacho/Sarah/Lalo love triangle coming soon. Anyways, enjoy, and as always, let me know what you think!

Warnings: Smut, NSFW

Previous Chapter:

Chapter 3:

Sarah’s phone rang, and again, it wasn’t Lalo. She’s started wondering if he’s ever going to show, but she knows him. He’ll show, and if not for her, then for the family, right?

“Hola Ignacio. How are you feeling?”

“Hey, I’m supposed to let you know to head to El Michoacano. We have business to attend to,” Nacho says in a monotone voice, ignoring her question.

Sarah cocks an eyebrow. “You’re letting me know to head there. For a meeting. We have business? I didn’t know you liked me like that Nacho,” she teased.

Nacho was unamused, and he simply sighed before retorting, “Whatever, head there.”

I’m just trying to be friendly, she thought before hanging up without saying goodbye. Sarah slipped on a pair of her favorite black heels, thinking of her last night with Lalo, and made her way to her car. Once inside, she put on her favorite, Elvis, and lit a cigarette. Marlboro Lights, the prettiest pack on the market.

Singing along to Suspicious Minds, she pulls into the parking lot of El Michoacano. She turned off the car then stepped out, double checking that her gun was in its holster, snug against her thigh. Sarah swung open the door to the restaurant to see Nacho sitting, arms crossed, at his usual table, with a plate of familiar looking tacos in front of him. He cocked an eyebrow at her, and motioned for her to sit.

She heard singing coming from the kitchen, and immediately knew who it was. Paca paca paca in me caballo. Lalo was finally in town. She smiled to herself, then turned to Nacho.

“Lalo’s here?” Sarah asked the grumpy man sitting in the dining area of the restaurant.

Nacho nodded, and like he knew she was calling for him, Lalo walked out from behind the kitchen, smiling.

“Bem! Princesa! I wanted to surprise you.”

Sarah was grinning ear to ear, and she ran up to Lalo, practically jumping into his arms. She sunk her face into the crook of his neck and whispered, “I missed you.”

“Ay dios mio, ella bonita,” Lalo looked down at her with lustful eyes. His girl, his obedient girl, holding down the fort here in New Mexico. He cupped both sides of her face and kissed her. She giggled into the kiss, then leaned in with desperation, practically clawing at the satin shirt the Salamanca man was wearing.

Nacho coughed, already sick of whatever interaction was going on between this “Lalo” and the gringa.

The pair ignored the man briefly, and when Lalo finally pulled away (after deepening the kiss a little too much for the current setting), Sarah was still leaning into him and mumbled protests as her lips departed her husband’s.

“Lo siento, Ignacio, you have to understand, I haven’t seen my Sarah in what feels like forever,” Lalo said, feigning exasperation towards the younger man. “She keeps me young, you know?” Lalo leaned in towards Nacho, whispering, “You know what I mean.”

Nacho grimaced, Lalo smirked, and Sarah blushed, but the trio sat down to start discussing some more of that Salamanca family business. If Nacho thought Sarah was too eccentric, he was in for a treat with Eduardo.

After business was finished and done, Sarah was relieved to be able to go home with Lalo. She was practically itching under the table, aching for the older man. She always had that dangerous ache for him, and she always would. Lalo alleviated some of her frustration by sliding his hand up her skirt, though he was simply keeping a hand on her thigh to steady her anticipation.

Outside, Lalo pulled his girl away from her own car. “Come ride with me.” Of course, she listened.

In the car, she was able to unholster her gun. “Aye, put that in the back. You know I don’t like you having to carry those around. I’m here now, yeah? So no more of that,” Lalo instructed.

Sarah nodded silently, biting her lower lip. Lalo turned towards her. He tutted, then cupped her chin. “What are we going to have to do about you?” He lowered his voice, looking deep into her doe eyes. She was putty in his hands.

“The twins said you did so good while I was gone. So good for me, huh?” He knew the answer; he just liked to hear her say it. Sarah nodded. Lalo nodded back slowly as he ran his fingers through her hair. “Yeah, yeah you were.”

Sarah swallowed and took a deep breath. Lalo always did this, almost examining her in a way. Examining her loyalty, her love for him, her compliance. “Such a good girl for me.” Lalo pecked the tip of her nose, the unspoken sign of his approval. Almost childish in a way, a simple kiss pressed to the tip of her nose. It was innocent enough to praise her good behavior, but teased Sarah’s lips to keep her close and waiting for more.

And she always waited for more from Lalo. She did carry herself with confidence and poise, but when it came to him, that all went out the window. She would follow him, both happily and blindly, to the ends of the Earth.

“Ready to go home, mujercita?” Sarah nodded, and Lalo grabbed her hand as he drove away with the other.

Their home for the time being was a swanky set-up indeed, though nothing compared to her home with Lalo in Mexico. There, Sarah was able to be a guest and a homemaker at the same time, and all the while was living more lavishly than she could have ever dreamed.

Lalo parked and slowly (he was never in a rush, because Lalo knew he would get what he wanted no matter how long it took him) made his way to Sarah’s side of the car. He opened her door and held out a hand to gently usher her out of the car and up to the front door. Lalo guided her in front of him, placing his hand on the small of her back. He hummed quietly to himself as he pulled out the key.

Sarah was unconsciously tapping her foot. “In a rush, princesa? What’s so important inside?” Lalo teased, stepping closer to the woman.

She tried to deny her motivation, but the effort became a lost cause as Lalo backed her into the door. He kissed her, with more force than he used earlier in the restaurant. He was able to unlock the door without interrupting the moment, and he guided her back into the apartment. Sarah was already flustered, pulling Lalo towards her as soon as they stepped inside.

“Mmm, shhh,” he whispered, “I’m not going anywhere. You can slow down.”

He closed the door, locking it behind them, then turned back towards Sarah, who was looking apologetic. “I’m not upset, I know you missed me.” He spoke hushed. “You got no one taking care of you here, huh?”

Sarah’s once doe eyes turned to those of a siren. She bit her lower lip, breathing slowly. “Mmm-mmm. I need you.”

“Oh yeah?”

Sarah nodded, pouting.

“Please?” She was whispering now.

Lalo moved back into the kiss, one hand on her waist, though it was so large compared to her petite frame that it practically wrapped around her side, and the other hand in her hair, grasping for something to hold on to.

Sarah leaned into the kiss, grabbing back just as hungrily. Her hands were in his hair, then on his belt, then making their way under his soft satin shirt. Lalo lifted her so her legs were wrapped around his torso and carried her into the kitchen, setting her down on the counter. He kissed and sucked his way down to the bottom of her dress, then as she was pulling the black curls on his head and moaning small obscenities, Lalo stopped to look up at Sarah with a devilish grin. He started rubbing her through her pink panties. “That’s so cute, mi amor. Little pink panties with a pretty little bow.”

Lalo admired the wet spot already forming in her underwear. “It’s a shame you’re ruining them because of me.”

He scooted her hips slightly forward on the counter, earning a small squeak out of the younger woman. Lalo tutted quietly, then used both hands to slowly pull the panties off of Sarah’s body. She let out a breathy moan, her head leaned back into the cabinet. “Please, please, Lalo,” she pleaded.

Lalo chuckled to himself. The poor girl was in shambles, and he still had all of his clothes on. Ensuring to go slow, he kissed from her knees up to her heat. She was shaking. Lalo started on his girl, keeping the snail’s pace from before, sucking and kissing, and eventually, working his fingers close to her entrance.

Lalo, ever the showman, moved his mouth away from the girl, and instead started rubbing small circles on her clit. He could see that Sarah was arching her back, desperately, and he grabbed her face by her chin, making her meet his gaze. “Yeah?” He asked, smiling an arrogant smirk.

Not dropping the pleading expression, Sarah nodded again, and this time clawed at his hands, unable to physically ask for more.

He inserted two fingers into the girl, pumping slowly, but not averting eye contact. Sarah let a quiet moan escape her lips. He finally broke the gaze and moved his mouth back down to where it was needed most.

Lalo could tell that Sarah was about to come when she started grabbing at his hair, her legs started shaking uncontrollably, and she let out a string of whimpers. He stopped, abruptly, leaving the already shaken-up Sarah even more havocked. She tried pulling him closer.

“No, no, Lalo, I’m, I…please come back, I need–”

She quieted down as he stood up from his previously crouching position. He pushed out his lower lip, mocking the woman. “What you need, princesa, is someone to take care of you the right way. You’re acting like no one’s touched you in years, desperate and pleading for me.”

“I just missed you is all. I’ve been stuck here, just me and my imagination,” Sarah pouted, running her fingers over his hands on the side of her face.

Lalo cocked an eyebrow.

Sarah batted her eyelashes, giving the siren eyes again, always drawing the Salamanca back in. “You left me here. I had to touch myself, touch myself and think about you doing it for me.” Lalo looked at Sarah, lustful, only he was better at controlling his urges. She started sucking on his finger.

“How could I do that to my girl, hmm?” Lalo asked her with sarcasm. “How rude of me. I have to make it up to you now.”

“Mmm-hmm,” she said, still sucking on his finger, running her tongue over the pad of his fingertip.

He planned to take her to the bedroom, have a passionate and slow-burning night. But his girl was a needy brat, and Sarah needed Lalo, right there in the kitchen. Who was he to say no? He kissed her again, and now he was feeling desperate. She made quick work of the buttons on his shirt, then ran her hands over his chest and back as he took off the shirt, tossing it towards the fridge.

Sarah, still kissing Lalo, blindly reached for his belt. Before unbuckling, she rubbed him through his expensive slacks. He wasn’t one for being too nosy during sex, but something about Sarah’s confidence through the desperation was going to get him hook, line, and sinker every time.

Sarah felt Lalo getting even harder through his pants, and she smiled to herself. She unbuckled his belt and unzipped him. He quickly kicked off his pants. Sarah was moaning just from touching him. Lalo teased her with his fingers. “All this for me? Ay dios mio, tan mojado, princesa. I need to take care of you, yeah?”

Sarah simply moaned in response, and Lalo moved to remove his boxers. Sarah gulped, seeing his hard cock in front of her. He smiled at her, and held himself at her entrance for a moment before slowly pushing in.

Just like every time before, Sarah clutched onto Lalo’s shoulders as he started fucking her. She pulled him close to her, snaking one arm under his, but clutching onto his shoulder, and the other arm wrapped closer to his head, holding onto his hair for support. She breathed out, slowly, as she did every time, adjusting herself to accommodate his size.

Once Lalo noticed the petite frame on the counter in front of him relaxing into the crook of his neck, he picked up the pace, and Sarah’s grip tightened. She tossed her head back, but bit her lip to keep her voice down.

“Fucking…princesa, so tight…no one’s been taking care of you, mm?”

“Uh-uh,” Sarah responded through her teeth, trying to keep herself from being overstimulated by the man whose touch she had been deprived of for way too long.

Lalo picked up the pace, gripping Sarah’s hip and neck, one hand on each. “I’m gonna have to fix that.”

Sarah softly sunk her teeth into Lalo’s left shoulder. “Please,” she breathily moaned, “please don’t stop, Lalo.”

He didn’t. As she pressed herself closer to him, he only grabbed her more. His thrusts were getting sloppy, and he could tell Sarah was getting close, too.

“Hey, hey,” Lalo whispered in between grunts. “No one’s here, you can be as loud as you need.”

Sarah briefly made eye contact with the man that had her in this trance.

“Yeah?” Lalo asked. “You gonna come, right here?”

He kept fucking her, hard, and after being given the go-ahead, Sarah stopped muting herself. “Lalo…oh, there, there…”

She was close. Once he felt her tensing up around him, he started sucking and nibbling at her neck, telling her, “Let go, princesa.”

Her whole body shook as she came around him. “Fuck, fuck…mm-hmm…”

She gasped, still clawing at him, and as she rode through her orgasm, he only whispered to her, “Good girl… buena…”

Sarah grabbed at Lalo’s head again, “Your good girl…I’m your good girl,” she said quietly, still moaning and shaking.

That sent the man over the edge, and he lost control of his thrusts, coming inside her, filling her up. He had a thing for that, seeing Sarah so cock-drunk and needing every last piece of him. She was the one that originally begged him to come inside her.

Lalo grunted lowly, almost growling, into her ear, still choking her. She was still arching her back, now trying to open herself more so Lalo could come deep inside her, which almost sent Sarah into a second orgasm.

As Lalo finished spilling into her, he grabbed her hips on both sides, pushing himself as deep as possible. “Fuck, fuck…muy chingón.”

Sarah gasped, whining at the overstimulation, but when Lalo pulled out, she was left whining at the lack of stimulation.

“Oh, I know, I know,” Lalo spoke in a hushed, comforting tone. “You want more, hmm? Una niña tan obediente…” The man moved her hair out of her face. “So good to me, princesa, such a dirty girl for me.”

Sarah nuzzled into Lalo’s neck, kissing him every so often.

“Such a good girl. My pretty girl.”

He pulled her face out of the crook of her neck to kiss her forehead, then her nose, once more validating Sarah. “Now, let’s get you cleaned up, yeah?”

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #1109: Rivalry Beach (King of Fighters)

12:19 p.m. Southtown's South Beach............

Krohnen: (Walks up to his Arch Nemesis, K' Dash) Well well well. If it isn't one of Ikari Warriors' Lapdogs, K'Dash.

K': Krohnen. You're looking more of a whiney shit-stain than usual I see.

Krohnen: ('Tch') This is rich coming from a lazy ass failure who's still second fiddle to that Kusanagi prick.

K': At least I know how to keep my flames in check. Unlike a blue haired punk in front of me who still don't know his own place.

Krohnen: (Already Fuming in Anger as He Turns his Arm into a Drill and Points it at K') I KNOW how to control my own powers just fine, shithead! And I'll be more than happy to give you full course test drive if you keep fucking with me!

K': (Grits his Teeth at Krohnen) Try landing a hit on me. (Balled his Gloved Fist as it Lit Up into Flames) And it'll be that mistake you do in your miserable life.

While the boys are busy glaring and threatening one another, their respective friends group begins to interact with one another as well.

Angel: ('Sigh') Ay dios mio.....Those two are never gonna get along, aren't that?

Kula: (Turns Away While Puffing her Own Cheeks) ('Hmph') No surprise there. You and pinhead are biggest jerks in the entire planet after all.

Angel: (Turns to Kula with a Pouty Look) Hey now. I'm way more nicer than my cookie is.

Kula: (Glares at Angel) Then why do keep making fun of me every time see each other!?

Angel: Cuz you're an easy target for me to mess with! (Forms a Teasing Smirk on her Face) And besides, I can't think of any other way to spent ny time here than to put a whiney, snot-nosed ice brat like you in your place.

Kula: (Fuming With Anger of her Own) GO AHEAD AND TRY IT THEN, YOU HUSSY! See if I won't freeze you solid if you do!

Kula begins to blow raspberries at the silver haired young haired who in return, snickers at the childish threat.

Rock: (Causally Talking to the King of Dinosaurs) Hey, how's life been treating you?

K.O.D: Rawr!

Rock: Huh. You don't say? How's that been going for her?

K.O.D: Rawr Raaawr Rarawwwr!

Rock: (Happily Nodded) Good, good. I'm glad Jenet and her crew aren't getting themselves in trouble for once. You think it'll last?

K.O.D.: (Shrugs) Rawr rawr.

Rock: ('Sigh') Yeah, I don't think it will either.....

Shingo: (Bows to Antonov with his Girlfriend, Leona, Standing Next to Him) We are so sorry for disturbing your time here, Mr. Antonov sir.

Leona: Had we known Krohnen would try and antagonize K', we would've never agreed to come here.

Antonov: (Smiles Brightly) Oh it's quite alright, you two. I'm just happy to see my boy Krohnen rekindle his long awaited rivalry with that friend of yours.

Shingo: (Smiles Sheepishly) Yeah......rivalry.....

Leona: (Rolls her Eyes) If you could call it that......

Misha: (Rusjes Over to the Trio) MR. SHINGOOOO! Sorry for wasting your time for at the moment, but....(Shows Shingo an Opened Book of Some Kind) Would you and Ms. Leona sign my Book for Fighters please?

Shingo: You....(Eyes Begins to Sparkle in Awe) Want my autograph?

Leona: And mines as well?

Antonov: (Chuckles Lightly Places his Hand onto Misha's Shoulder) Yes, our little Misha here has been a fan of you two for quite sometime now.

Misha: (Happily Nodded) Mmhmm. You guys are the coolest! (Turns to Leona) You're use your hands pierce through anything in a stealthy, flashy fashion while looking pretty.

Leona: (Blushes a Little) P-Pretty?....

Misha: (Turns to Shingo) And you always give it your all out there despite not having fire powers like that Kyo guy. Plus, you're really strong too! Not as powerfully strong as Mr. Antonov, of course, but you're definitely getting there!

Leona: (Smiles a Bit) Well, I suppose it would be rude of us to turn down a fan's request, don't you think, Shingo? (Turns to Shingo as She Hears the Sound of Sniffing) Shingo-Kun?

Shingo: (Already Has Tears in his Eyes) I-I-I...('Sniff') I have fans.....('Sniff') (Turns to Leona) Leona, I have fans now.....

Leona: (Happily Gives her Boyfriend a Hug) I know you do, darling. I'm very happy for you. (Turns to Antonov and Misha Woth a Sheepish Smile) Apologies. The emotions are getting the better of my boyfriend at the moment, so it'll might take us a bit of a while before we sign anything.

Misha: It's okay! I don't mind waiting.

Antonov: ('Sigh') I remember the day I first started to gain fans of my own.....(Eyes Begins to Water as Well) It was the best moment of privilege life!~ (Covers his Face Up While Crying)

Misha: (Pats on his Idol's Back to Help Calm Him Down) There there.

Meanwhile......

Mary and Ramon watches their respective groups' interactions with one another (Or more specifically, K', Kula, Krohnen, Angel's interactions) in the mid distance.

Mary: (Already Has a Deadpinned Look on her Face) Honestly. It hasn't even pass thirty minutes yet, and they're already at each other's throat.....

Ramon: ('Sigh') Can't say I'm surprised by the outcome really. I don't think I've ever seen a history more messy than those four.

Mary: (Shrugs) Eh. I've seen messier. (Turns to Ramon) So how are you following enjoying the wrestling limelight so far?

Ramon: (Smiles Brightly)I'm enjoying it quite well so far. I've met a lot of new faces: some friendly, some non sp friendly, and most of which are all so gorgeous looking~ (Let's Out a Flirtatious Purr)

Mary: (Playfully Rolls her Eyes) Of course they are....You still thinking about a certain redhead?

Ramon: Who? Vanessa? No, i haven't thought much about her as of late to tell you the truth

Mary: (Eyes Widened a Bit in Genuine Surprise) Wait, really? Not even a little bit.

Ramon: (Shrugs) Si, but not as much as i used to in the past. I have a sea of hermosos peces awaiting for my ferocious performance to worry about at the moment. And besides, isn't she still in cahoots with that King woman?

Mary: (Happily Nodded With an Excited Grin on her Face) Oh yeah, big time!~ Those two are a match made in heaven. (Searches For Something on her Phone) Vanessa been sending me pictures of her and Kingy as of late and look hella cute togethe-

Krohnen: (In the Distance) YOU BITCH!

'THUD'

Crowd: (Starts Chanting) Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

Mary: .................They're fighting right now, aren't they?

Ramon: (Turns to See K and Krohnen Beating Each Other Up) To the surprise of no one unfortunately.

K': (Choking the Day Lights Out of Krohnen In the Distance) I'll show you who's a bitch, you insufferable defect!

Angel: (Slapping Hands With Kula) Quit breathing the same air as me, loser!

Kula: You quit breathing my air, you big fat meanie! ('Smack') Ow! You hit too hard!

Angel: Says the walking crybaby! ('Smack') Oi!

Rock: Mary, could you and Mr Ramon come over here before K' kill this guy?

Krohnen: Hell no! I ain't going down with a fight!

'Smack'

K': Argh! Damnit! That was my favorite pair of shades you just broke!

Krohnen: Goodie for you, dumbass!

K': You piece of shit, COME HERE! (Went Back to Choking Krohnen)

Mary: ('Sighs Heavily') We're coming, Rock! (Pinches her Nose in Annoyance) I finally have the day to relax here and they go on and start doing THIS crap.....

Ramon: (Shrugs Sheepishly) At....least they're not using their powers.....

Kula: THAT'S IT! I'M GONNA FREEZE YOU SOLID!

Angel: DO IT, EL MARICA!! SIN BOLAS!!

Mary: (Turns to Ramon) You were saying?

Ramon: My words are a blessing and a curse in disguise. Vamanos!

Ramon and Blue Nary quickly rushes over to the scene to stop the two former NESTS agents from fighting one another before everything escalates quickly.

@thelexhex

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[cherubinym]

Some Crescent headcanons?

The blorbo button has been hit yet again and i will Ascend

Let's go.

Sexuality Headcanon:

-- (pan) asexual demiromantic. Beep. Yea. Aint no way she isn't on the ace spectrum imo hshsbsbdb

Gender Headcanon:

-- she/her but like doesnt really care if other (neutral) stuff is used. However do not use It. Do not use It for her. Dios mio.

A ship I have with said character:

-- (pulling paper out of a hat--)

... therapy session!

-- (Yeah yet again another chara I dont have one for. I acknowledge what was going on in the academy part as possibility but do not think it's healthy for her to cling to it.)

A BROTP I have with said character:

-- Honestly besides the Obvious interactions, I wanna see her hang out with Alexandra. Wonder what they'd talk about. That or I wanna see her dealing with Saki. This section is actually just List of Possible Interaction im Curious about.

-- The trio of her, melia, and kanon was cool.

A NOTP I have with said character:

-- (DOES HE KNOW?)

A random headcanon:

-- Actually a decent artist/ painter. Throwing stuff on a canvas was a way to get emotions out into art; that and poetry. She's usually working towsrds her mission goals so she doesn't have much time, but...

-- ... also Entirely for a Friend in a way; she sometimes makes little art scenes out of dahlia flowers. They may wilt quickly, but, at least the pictures and memory last.

General Opinion over said character:

-- i have sounded very calm and normal thru this whole post but i assure you cres is one of my top favs. Hecc. I care her involvement and cant wait to see more from her in the future.

[ambarstorysblog]

Hay tanto que contar..

Hoy dia que usualmente hubiese ido a Alegria fui al precinct a poner una querella jajajja para Richard Maggio por harassment. Richard es un doctor involucrado en mi Caso con este acosador de hace anos y amigo personal de Jose Miguel Lares ( Ian El Argentino y Felipe judio de 2c, ELLOS NO) Ellos lo imitan , pero fue al original. Era para Juan Romero pero siento que la policia no me va a creer cuando les Digo q es UN grupo del edificio donde vivi 6 anos con mi ex Tatiana Ochoa London y Kevin Cardenas mi ex esposo por migration era Trio pero no, soy celosa y Hershey que es Paula , me enseno que sharing it's not caring. I respect SI la Gente le gusta algo pero SI y beo tuve una mala experiencia con eso espero El otro respete too.

Contacte a una abogada de la Oficina ubicada frente a queens criminal court en queens Blvd la misma que me represento cuando fui a la Carcel por El acosador Cristian pero dije El mombre de Maria Isabel Giraldo, no El MiO. Tiene que dolerle a El, por robarme desde los 17,000 de unemployment de papi que no es gilberto El calvo amigo Alexander Noel Cruz Pepin ,Tampoco ningun other nationality , sino Rafael Dominguez El que invitaron Ellos al Sistema por decision Propia pero no El marido de Yakaira o Yosaira, sino El de nena pero node full de chia y chelia ( El papa de mi primo Leivan Jose Diaz Sanchez ,no El fake que Adriano Espaillat tiene con El y Aneiry, sino El original. La mejor auditoria Seria fingerprints y adn a los miembros de una organizacion importante. Yo ayantaria la persona no dejandola homeless como Cristian a mi, no hacienda que no active una linea de CEL como el, primero dice q me molesta porq es UN policia q me Dara UN certificate para ser yo unpolicia de la ciudad de NY y ni El de osha me dio. harasing all day excusing bueno quirico. que cree q lo use consumiendo, pero no. Tambien por acosarme siento la lesbiana del 6H la blanquita q limpiaba y cocinaba que le gustaba tener su casa cute y limpia.

[uniquetyphoonmiracle]

Ya en Casa..tras un buen día en una buena PISCINA..comentar que había al lado mio 2 tíos y una tía.. uno de ellos hablaba de sus negocios de hostelería en SEVILLA [que lo que perdía con uno en baja temporada lo compensaba con el otro] y de un piso con 3 habitaciones que alquilaba [ideal para un trio]..acababa de estar en HUELVA en el AMOR AMAR FASHION BEACH CLUB ..del que destacaba que tiene como camas y especie de haimas para protegerte del sol..

Luego me he sentado en el bordillo junto a unos chicos y chicas [de entre 16_20 años ]..y hablaban del porno que veían en Internet.. una de las chicas flipaba con el tamaño de las pollas y dijo que hizo impresión de pantalla de una polla que era como toda su cara ..mientras venían nadando otras 2 amigas que habían conocido a unos 3 o 4 que andaban por la orilla y decían a sus amigos a los que se los iba a presentar que son Gays jaja

Luego también junto a mi habían un grupo de unas 4 chicas [pertenecian algun campamento]..y una llevaba camiseta de METALLICA con una calavera y un trébol de 4 hojas en los dientes..y otra se había tirado al agua de cabeza en la orilla de 1 mt y se dio con el fondo por lo que se magullo frente y nariz..la pusieron una tirita en la nariz y el monitor la dijo que parecía de esas que se ponen para no roncar cuando duermes y no molestar a tu novio despues de follar..

Después y ya en mi barrio por la avenida de LOGRo+cOÑO [=LO que consigues con la VAGINA] un tipo en patinete fumando [echaba tremenda HUMAREDA aparte de que peligroso] con camiseta de seleccion española de RAUL [aunque llevaba la que sustituyo a la de CAMPEONES DEL MUNDO de 2010 que promocionarán con un anuncio en el que la llevan debajo de la piel o como una nueva piel..seleccion a lo que no pertenecía RAUL desde que en 2007 Luis ARAGONES lo vetara cosa que se confirmó cuando tras la lesión del malogrado REYES llamó a Malogrado PUERTA en vez de a RAUL..y PUERTA estaba con la sub_21 en hARAN_JUEZ]

Puerta se encontraba concentrado en Aranjuez con la selección española sub'21, para enfrentarse a Italia, y se trasladará de inmediato a Las Rozas, para sumarse a la concentración de la absoluta, que comenzó, para preparar el partido de clasificación para la próxima Eurocopa ante Suecia y un amistoso ante Argentina.

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[drheinreichvolmer]

Capitolo 9

Quando si fecero le 18:05 i tre ragazzi fecero ritorno al parcheggio e si misero in viaggio per tornare al castello. Edith monitorava il percorso sul suo telefono, secondo i suoi calcoli partendo a quell'ora sarebbero arrivati al castello in perfetto orario. Durante il viaggio in auto, Hanna iniziò a sentirsi stanca, finendo per addormentarsi poco dopo essere partiti da Zurigo. Al castello, intanto, era ormai quasi tutto pronto. Mancavano pochi dettagli da sistemare, e poi finalmente si sarebbero potuti riposare, in attesa dell'arrivo della festeggiata. Erano le 19:38 quando l'auto di Klaus raggiunse la salita del castello, e appena arrivati, i tre scesero di macchina per avviarsi verso il portone. Tunja alla finestra segnalò l'arrivo dei ragazzi, in modo che tutti si mettessero ai propri posti, e Hans potesse spegnere così le luci. Klaus aprì il portone, mentre Edith si fingeva sorpresa del fatto che il castello fosse completamente al buio. Hanna, leggermente confusa dalla situazione, si limitò a seguire i due amici. Appena il trio giunse alla reception, tutti all'unisono gridarono “Sopresa!”, e partirono così lanci di coriandoli, stelle filanti e chi più ne ha più ne metta. Klaus fece partire della musica dall'impianto stereo. Finalmente la festa poteva dirsi iniziata. Hanna era senza parole, si immaginava che la sua famiglia avrebbe combinato qualcosa, ma non così in grande stile. Edith trascinò la bionda verso l’enorme tavola, ricca di ogni genere di pietanze; mentre Klaus osservava incredulo, faticando a credere che fossero riusciti a cucinare così tanto in mezza giornata.

<< Diciamo che abbiamo fatto un ottimo lavoro di squadra. >> dichiarò Olga, soddisfatta del risultato finale. Hanna corse ad abbracciare tutti, era immensamente grata per tutto l'impegno che ognuno di loro aveva messo. Durante la cena arrivò il fatidico momento in cui i partecipanti avrebbero consegnato ad Hanna i regali; la ragazza era imbarazzata, ma non vedeva l'ora di vedere che cosa si nascondesse in tutti quei pacchetti. Allo stesso tempo, anche il resto della famiglia era molto impaziente di vedere la sua reazione. I primi a farsi avanti furono ovviamente Edith e Klaus, che porsero i loro regali per poi mettersi nuovamente a sedere. Hanna iniziò scartando il regalo di Klaus.

<< Oh mio dio, non ci credo! Una piastra per i takoyaki!>> gridò Hanna euforica mostrandola al resto dei presenti.

<< Beh, sapevo che la desideravi da molto. E poi così takoyaki per tutti, vero zio? >> replicò il giovane infermiere rivolgendo lo sguardo al medico. Heinreich aveva già l'acquolina in bocca al pensiero di un piatto di deliziosi takoyaki.

<< Tocca a me adesso, ecco. Spero che ti piaccia!>> dichiarò Edith guardando la cugina aprire il secondo pacchetto.

<< Chissà cos'è? >> chiese la bionda cercando di capire cosa fosse senza guardare. Hanna poi finì di scartare il secondo pacchetto, rivelando il primo volume di The Case Study of Vanitas: un manga che la giovane infermiera voleva consigliare alla cugina da molto tempo.

<< Oh, vampiri! Sai che i manga sui vampiri e demoni sono i miei preferiti.>> disse Hanna sorridendole.

<< Lo so, e poi sono sicura che Vanitas diventerà la tua prossima crush immaginaria. >> ribatté Edith sicura di ciò che stava affermando.

<< Come se già Hanna non avesse già una crush per un centenario!>> replicò Klaus ridendo e rischiando di cadere dalla sedia.

<< Vecchio sì, ma mica centenario! >> disse il barone dando un cazzotto in testa al povero infermiere.

<< Uffa zio, mi hai fatto male!>> piagnucolò Klaus massaggiandosi la testa.

<< Lo scopo era quello, sennò che senso aveva dartelo il cazzotto. >> replicò il barone soddisfatto. Il resto della famiglia rise all'affermazione del medico, intanto Tunja si avvicinò con il regalo da parte sua e di Hans. La ragazza dai capelli biondi sorrise ringraziando entrambi, per poi aprire quel terzo pacchetto. Si trattava delle due felpe in stile boho che Tunja aveva scelto.

<< Ma sono bellissime! Ho delle t-shirt simili, ma queste per l'inverno sono perfette e poi sono così calde! Grazie mille, zia Tunja e zio Hans. >> disse Hanna guardando le felpe e poi sorridendo ai due. Hans sorrise compiaciuto, per poi osservare la signorina Keller con aria quasi di sfida.

<< Vediamo se sei riuscita a fare di meglio.>> dichiarò sistemandosi gli occhiali da vista. Olga decise di ignorare quella provocazione, limitandosi a presentare ad Hanna il suo dono.

<< Oh una rosa! È vera, zia Olga? >> chiese la ragazza incuriosita dalla visione.

<< Sì, ma è una rosa stabilizzata. Vuol dire che è stata cristallizzata in uno specifico momento, quindi durerà molto di più rispetto a quanto farebbe normalmente. >> rispose Olga.

<< E quanto dura un fiore stabilizzato? >> domandò Hanna, ancora più interessata.

<< Se tenuta bene durano fino a dieci anni, non male eh? >> dichiarò la signorina Keller compiaciuta.

<< Allora zio, quando sarai troppo vecchio per fare il tuo dovere, dovresti stabilizzare il tuo pene almeno per altri dieci anni, così Hanna lo può ammirare eretto! >> replicò l'infermiere Klaus punzecchiando il medico. Heinreich stava per sferrare un altro cazzotto in testa al povero Klaus, ma il tempestivo intervento di Edith salvò la testa del giovane infermiere.

<< No zio basta cazzotti in testa, già è scemo di suo poverino.>> dichiarò la ragazza ridacchiando. Era dunque arrivato il turno di Heinreich, l'uomo non si scompose troppo, non aveva intenzione di sconvolgere troppo sua figlia. In fondo, per lui questo era solo un regalo di facciata, la vera sorpresa per Hanna sarebbe arrivata durante la loro permanenza in Italia.

<< Oddio non ci credo, ma dove l'hai trovato?!> domandò euforica Hanna alzando il libro di favole gitane al cielo.

<< Ho i miei segreti. >> rispose il barone soddisfatto della reazione della ragazza.

<< Grazie mille! Stasera inizio subito a leggerlo! > ribatté Hanna saltando tra le braccia dell'uomo.

<< Credo che stasera non avrai molto tempo per la lettura, se capisci cosa intendo. >> controbatté il barone. Il viso di Hanna lentamente raggiunse un colore rosso pomodoro maturo.

<< Non qui davanti a tutti! >> esclamò la ragazza molto imbarazzata. La cena proseguì serenamente, e una volta finito di mangiare iniziarono una partita a “What do you Meme?”, il gioco preferito in assoluto di Heinreich e Klaus. Dopo la festa ognuno fece ritorno nelle proprie stanze, fatta eccezione per Tunja che venne accompagnata a casa sua da Hans. Olga, stanca dalla faticosa giornata di lavoro, finì per addormentarsi quasi subito. Klaus e Edith trascorsero invece la notte assieme, a fare una maratona su Netflix in camera del giovane infermiere.

Per Hanna la notte aveva in serbo altre sorprese, e immaginava già che piega avrebbe preso il corso degli eventi. Si stava lavando i denti, fingendo di non aspettarsi nulla da parte del barone. Ecco che il suo cellulare, che aveva appoggiato sul mobiletto accanto al lavandino, vibrò per alcuni secondi. La bionda posò per un attimo lo spazzolino per controllare il telefono. Come si immaginava, si trattava di un messaggio da parte del padre: “Arriva fino alla mia stanza ed aspetta davanti alla porta inginocchiata sul pavimento, il tuo padrone ti aspetta.” Hanna finì velocemente la sua igiene dentale e poi raggiunse la stanza da letto di suo padre. Come da istruzioni, sollevò la sua camicia da notte, scoprendosi un po' le cosce, e si inginocchiò. Dopo pochi minuti di attesa, la porta della camera si aprì e Hanna sentì la voce del padre.

<< Non alzare lo sguardo. >> dichiarò il medico con voce cupa. Hanna sentì una cinghia di fredda pelle avvolgerle il collo, per poi stringerlo; iniziava già ad avere una voglia fradicia e ad emettere lievi gemiti. La giovane venne trascinata dentro la camera da letto, gattonando a fatica e cercando di stringere le gambe per trattenere quel forte impulso che sentiva crescere rapidamente. Alzò per un momento lo sguardo, suo padre era voltato di spalle; ne approfittò per ammirarne il fisico atletico, nascosto dal completo nero elegante di seta. Il medico si girò verso la figlia, osservandola con i suoi occhi di ghiaccio. La tirò nuovamente col guinzaglio, avvicinandola al letto a baldacchino, e la giovane lo seguì gattonando come una cagnolina ubbidente. L'uomo le abbassò la testa a terra col piede, e con la mano alzò la camicia da notte color rosa cipria. La mano destra del medico schiaffeggiò il suo sedere, facendo accrescere sempre di più il desiderio di Hanna.

Circa mezz'ora dopo Hans aveva fatto ritorno al castello, aveva da poco accompagnato Tunja a casa; e mentre attraversava il corridoio del maniero, avvertì dei rumori molesti provenire dalla camera del suo titolare. Riconobbe nell'immediato che si trattava dei gemiti forsennati di Hanna, e a giudicare dalla foga della giovane, il barone stava facendo un ottimo lavoro. Il biondo raggiunse la sua stanza per potersi finalmente coricare, ma solo dopo aver indossato i tappi per le orecchie. Si immaginava infatti che quei due ne avrebbero avuto ancora per molto.

Dopo l'atto, la ragazza si era accoccolata esausta tra le braccia del medico, la serata passata insieme era sicuramente stata per lei il momento migliore di tutta la giornata. Erano tante le cose che voleva dire, per ringraziarlo di tutto, ma finì soltanto per baciare dolcemente le sue labbra.

<< Ti amo. >> dichiarò la giovane.

<< Ti amo anche io. >> rispose l'uomo mentre le accarezzava i biondi capelli. Hanna sorrise e lentamente si addormentò, protetta in quell'abbraccio. Il barone continuò ad accarezzare i capelli e il viso della figlia, quella notte non voleva fare altro se non ammirare la sua miglior creazione.

Il mattino seguente il medico si recò a fare la sua solita corsa mattutina, lasciando la figlia ancora a dormire, abbracciata al cuscino. Mentre correva, pensava con impazienza al momento in cui sarebbero stati soli nella capitale italiana, e avrebbe potuto finalmente fare ad Hanna la proposta di matrimonio. Alle ore 7:54 l'uomo fece ritorno al castello, e prima di dedicarsi al proprio lavoro, si fermò a fare colazione con la sua famiglia. Anche se era domenica, il lavoro al castello non mancava mai, ma niente e nessuno veniva prima della sua famiglia.

<< Appena hai finito di fare colazione iniziamo a pianificare la nostra uscita, okay? >> dichiarò Edith rivolgendo lo sguardo a Klaus. Quella sera, infatti, il biondo aveva un appuntamento al pub assieme all’amica, così da potersi avvicinare alla ragazza che lo aveva ammaliato al negozio di animali. Verso le dieci e mezza, i due si incontrarono al distributore automatico. La ragazza ordinò un cappuccino, mentre il collega prese un caffè espresso senza zucchero. I due amici pianificarono di uscire di casa intorno alle 20:00, così da essere al pub prima delle 23:00. Edith avrebbe iniziato a prepararsi verso le 18:00 in modo da non far aspettare il collega. L’infermiere, preoccupato, non aveva nemmeno una vaga idea di cosa avrebbe dovuto indossare per fare colpo sulla misteriosa ragazza. La sua amica sorrise, dandogli una pacca sulla spalla, secondo lei la cosa migliore era che lui fosse semplicemente sé stesso. Intanto, la signorina Keller e il collega Hans si trovavano in giardino alle prese con una sessione di yoga. Viste tutte le preoccupazioni quotidiane, un po' di yoga avrebbe sicuramente aiutato. Hans però si accorse che qualcosa non andava, la sua socia era visibilmente preoccupata.

<< Olga lo vedo che sei turbata, a cosa stai pensando? >> domandò l'uomo.

<< …A quella telefonata. Continuo a credere che una persona non può chiamare dopo più di ventidue anni per qualche fesseria. >> rispose la signorina Keller.

<< Le motivazioni potrebbero essere infinite, questo è sicuro. Ma a noi spetta il compito di rispettare il volere di Heinreich, e sappiamo bene entrambi quale sia. >> replicò Hans con aria seria.

<< Lo so questo, spero solo che non ci sia qualche guaio all'orizzonte. >> controbatté la caposala sospirando.

<< Sempre bene non abbassare la guardia, non mi aspetto nulla di buono dalla famiglia di Heinreich. >> rispose Hans. La donna allora cercò di distrarsi e non non pensare più a quella strana telefonata, limitandosi a meditare e a fare esercizio insieme al collega di una vita.

Poco prima di mezzogiorno, la famiglia si riunì per pranzare, essendo domenica c'era lo special: un menù gourmet che variava ogni domenica. Quando Hans si presentò a tavola era palesemente irritato, Nuvolino aveva appena rovinato la sua sciarpa di Gucci. Il biondo fece ironicamente presente al gatto siamese che se in futuro avesse nuovamente rovinato altro dal suo guardaroba, sarebbe stato venduto al ristorante cinese.

Più tardi, quando l'orologio a pendolo situato all'ingresso del castello rintoccò le 18:00, la giovane infermiera Edith Berger sapeva che era arrivato il momento di cominciare a prepararsi. Non era certo la prima volta che lei e Klaus trascorrevano una serata insieme, capitava molto spesso che i due uscissero a bere o mangiare qualcosa assieme. La ragazza dai capelli castani fece una doccia, uno shampoo e infine iniziò a prepararsi. Klaus nel frattempo si limitò a farsi anche lui una doccia, per poi vestirsi. Indossò un paio di jeans e una t-shirt di una delle sue band metal preferite. Già pronto, si sdraiò sul letto ad aspettare che Edith lo avvisasse per uscire. La giovane infermiera scelse di indossare un vestito di pizzo nero, di stile gothic lolita. Lo aveva acquistato un anno prima da Aliexpress, ma non aveva ancora avuto occasioni per indossarlo, dovendo sempre tenere la sua divisa a lavoro. Era quindi uno spettacolo ogni volta vederla in vesti gotiche. Fece la piega ai suoi lunghi capelli castani, si truccò leggermente il viso e poi indossò i suoi anfibi neri di pelle, regalateli dalla sua famiglia il Natale scorso. Alle 19:48 avvisò il collega e amico Klaus che finalmente sarebbero potuti partire. Il biondo le fece svariati complimenti per l'outfit che aveva scelto e per come le stava bene addosso. La ragazza sorrise ringraziandolo, raggiunsero il portone per uscire dalla castello; ma non prima che Heinreich avesse riempito entrambi di innumerevoli raccomandazioni degni di una madre apprensiva. Verso le dieci e mezza, Edith e Klaus arrivarono al noto The Old Stove, uno dei numerosi irish pub di Zurigo – la cui cosa più speciale erano le strepitose serate di karaoke organizzate ogni domenica. Edith c'era già stata un paio di volte, al contrario di Klaus, che non aveva mai messo piede in quel luogo; solitamente erano clienti abituali del Virgin Rock Pub. Klaus parcheggiò la sua auto in un piazzale poco distante dal pub, poi si recò al suo interno seguito dall’amica. Vista la serata karaoke c'era abbastanza folla, quindi il biondo non riuscì a trovare il suo interesse amoroso appena entrato nel locale. Edith chiese un tavolo per due, e poco dopo un cameriere li accompagnò al loro tavolo, lasciando loro un menù a testa. Klaus, sfogliando le pagine, si guardava attorno, continuando a cercare quella ragazza con lo sguardo. Ecco che di colpo i due colleghi la videro giungere verso di loro, con l’infermiere che si nascose istintivamente dietro al menù.

<< Pronti ragazzi? Cosa vi porto? >> domandò la ragazza dai capelli nero corvino.

<< Per me un hamburger di pollo, una porzione di patatine e da bere una birra bionda alla spina, grazie in anticipo. >> rispose Edith chiudendo il menù e porgendolo alla cameriera. Klaus era cerebralmente morto per salutare, figuriamoci per comporre un ordine; decise quindi di affidarsi al fato scegliendo lo special a sorpresa di quel giorno. L’amica rimase sorpresa da quella scelta, di solito ogni volta che andavano a mangiare in posti simili, Klaus optava sempre per un fish burger e patatine.

<< Ok, uno special della casa. Da bere cosa ti metto? >> chiese la giovane osservandolo.

<< Una rossa doppio malto, cortesemente. >> replicò l'infermiere balbettando. La cameriera sorrise ad entrambi, poi riprese i menù e si diresse in cucina per trasmettere l'ordine del tavolo ventuno.

<< Tutto bene, Klaus? >> chiese Edith un po' preoccupata.

<< Sto andando in maniera penosa, vero? >> rispose il biondo angosciato.

<< Tranquillo andrà tutto bene, sono qui per questo no? >> lo rassicurò la ragazza. Aveva capito che il suo amico ha bisogno di lei, quindi decise di entrare in azione.

<< Intanto che tu aspetti le ordinazioni, io vado un attimo in bagno. >> Ma l'infermiera aveva detto una bugia, la sua meta era infatti il bancone dove la cameriera di prima era intenta a fare dei cocktail.

<< Hey, scusa se ti disturbo. >> disse appoggiandosi al bancone.

<< Sì? Dimmi pure. >> ribatté la ragazza.

<< So che sembra una cosa un po' azzardata, ma c'è il mio collega che vorrebbe tanto lasciarti il suo numero. Sai, è single da un po'. >> continuò Edith. La ragazza dai capelli nero corvino si soffermò ad osservare da lontano Klaus, poi, senza farsi troppi problemi, prese un pezzo di carta e scrisse il suo numero di cellulare.

<< Ecco a te, digli di mandarmi un messaggio così so chi è. >> replicò la cameriera. Edith si allontanò ringraziandola, non si aspettava di riuscire così facilmente, ma l'importante era avere ottenuto il suo contatto. Osservò il foglietto, accanto al numero era appuntato il nome “Abigail”.

<< Edith, dove eri sparita? >> chiese Klaus tirando un sospiro.

<< A farti un regalino, volevo lasciare ad Abigail il tuo numero ma ho avuto direttamente il suo, scrivile quando vuoi. >> rispose Edith. Il giovane infermiere esaminò confuso quel pezzo di carta, e quando capì di cosa si trattava, fissò la sua amica sconvolto, esclamando: << Ti ha dato il suo numero?! >>

<< A quanto pare sì, non sono fantastica? >> ridacchiò la mora. Klaus era senza parole, non si aspettava una tale fortuna, ma era consapevole che senza l'aiuto di Edith non sarebbe stato possibile. Qualche minuto dopo, Abigail raggiunse il tavolo dei due amici con la loro ordinazione, sorridendo al giovane Klaus. Trascorsa la mezzanotte, i due amici uscirono dal pub, e iniziarono a vagare per la strada chiacchierando e facendo commenti sul recente accaduto. Klaus poi si fece coraggio e scrisse un messaggio su Whatsapp alla cameriera, già pochi minuti dopo arrivò una risposta da parte sua. Alle ore 01:12 di notte, i due colleghi fecero ritorno al castello, Klaus era al settimo cielo e Edith soddisfatta del suo operato. Il ragazzo decise tra sé e sé che il giorno seguente avrebbe iniziato a conversare con Abigail. Ad aspettare i due, rimasto alzato come sempre, c'era il barone, che non andava mai a dormire fino a quando i due ragazzi non tornavano a casa.

<< Vedo che vi siete divertiti, poi domani voglio sapere i dettagli. >> dichiarò il barone spegnendo la sigaretta che stava fumando. Detto ciò, i ragazzi fecero ritorno nelle loro camere da letto, mentre il medico dedicò un po' del suo tempo a Seven Cups. Alle 2:20 il barone terminò la sua solita sessione di consulenza notturna e poi a sua volta si recò a dormire. Nel contempo, Hanna si stava rigirando nel letto, non riusciva a prendere sonno al pensiero che l'indomani avrebbe visitato la casa di caccia.

Il mattino successivo, dopo che la famiglia aveva terminato di fare colazione, la giovane Hanna fermò Klaus nel corridoio della clinica, e l'infermiere si immaginava già la motivazione.

<< Avevi detto di aspettare lunedì per organizzarci. Oggi è lunedì, quindi che facciamo? >> domandò la ragazza.

<< E io che speravo te ne fossi dimenticata, sia mai. >> rispose quasi ironico Klaus.

<< Allora? Quando partiamo? >> chiese con insistenza Hanna.

<< Okay, okay ho capito! Dopo pranzo si parte, prega che nessuno ci scopra, altrimenti io sono morto! >> rispose l'infermiere un po' nevrotico. Hanna saltellò felice, anche quella volta era riuscita a rendere l'infermiere un suo prezioso alleato.

<< Perfetto, alle 15:00 si parte in direzione della casa di caccia! >> replicò entusiasta. Quello che però la ragazza ignorava, era che sua cugina aveva accidentalmente origliato la loro conversazione. Edith adesso provava emozioni contrastanti, da una parte non voleva mentire a suo zio, ma dall'altra non voleva nemmeno mettere nei guai Klaus. Quel dilemma le diede tormento per tutto il mattino, in cuor suo sperava che quei due cambiassero idea e decidessero di non partire. Non poteva però immaginare quanto Hanna fosse determinata a scoprire cosa nascondesse quella casa di caccia abbandonata da tempo. Durante il pranzo, l'infermiere Klaus era afflitto, doveva inventarsi una scusa credibile per uscire insieme ad Hanna, ma quale? Non era cosa facile convincere il medico.

<< Papà ho finito le tele, posso andare al negozio giù in paese con Klaus? >> chiese timidamente Hanna. Klaus rivolse lo sguardo sulla ragazza, poi timorosamente verso il barone, che rispose:

<< Klaus è occupato col suo lavoro, non puoi prenderle un altro giorno? >>

<< Potrei, ma avevo voglia di dipingere.. >> replicò Hanna facendo gli occhi dolci.

<< …D'accordo. Però Klaus, vedi di fare in fretta, oggi c'è molto lavoro. >> controbatté il barone guardando seriamente Klaus. Il giovane annuì in silenzio, Edith non disse niente, ma era consapevole che i due ragazzi avevano detto una grossa fandonia. Decise però a malincuore di tacere, nella speranza che capissero da soli che fosse meglio evitare certi azzardi. Purtroppo per lei, i due partirono con l’auto di Klaus alle 15:00, come concordato; mentre lei li osservava sospirando. Ora non sapeva davvero cosa fare.

Durante il viaggio in auto, Klaus era visibilmente turbato, consapevole del fatto che questa volta l'aveva fatta grossa. Intanto, Hanna cercava inutilmente di persuaderlo a non preoccuparsi. La casa di caccia si trovava a circa un quarto d'ora di distanza dal castello. Il padre di Heinreich l'aveva fatta costruire per le sue lunghe battute di caccia, capitava infatti spesso che stesse via di casa per settimane durante la stagione, facendo ritorno poi con il fuoristrada carico di prede. In quel periodo quella casetta era il suo alloggio, mentre per il resto dell'anno il barone e sua sorella lo usavano come rifugio per le loro fughe d'amore. Lassù infatti, nessuno poteva disturbarli, ed erano liberi di vivere la loro storia clandestina in tranquillità. Continuarono ad andarci anche dopo l'arrivo di Hans ed Olga, tante volte i quattro amici alloggiavano lassù per settimane e si godevano la serenità della natura. Ovviamente, il padre di Heinreich, dopo essere stato scacciato dal castello, non vi fece più ritorno. Col tempo, quindi, i due giovani amanti ne avevano modificato gli interni, tolto ogni riferimento al tanto amato hobby di loro padre, e soprattutto l’avevano resa più confortevole. Tuttavia, dopo la morte della baronessa, nessuno ci mise più piede, e col passare degli anni la casa era ormai diventata completamente da restaurare.

[ivanreycristo]

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[ilprofumodellapioggia]

Sabato viene Giulia a casa , perché ha un concerto da queste parti e le serve un posto dove stare. Ho accordato il pianoforte perché erano due anni e mezzo che nessuno metteva mano alla meccanica , e persino i miei allievi principianti si rendevano conto che qualcosa non tornava . Mi é presa nostalgia e malinconia nel vedere l'accordatore, nel parlare di musica , e dio come mi manca l'adrenalina del palco, i viaggi , le lezioni . A volte mi chiedo se io abbia fatto la cosa giusta , a volte mi pento di essermi allontanata dall'ambiente .

Insomma, sabato viene Giulia , e domenica ho un trio classico in casa che suona Brahms . Violino, Violincello e Pianoforte, e so già che questa cosa mi spezzerá il cuore .

Capisco perché la me del passato abbia mollato, capisco che era per il mio bene... Ma magari nei prossimi giorni suono un po' , io e il mio amato Schumann , che sa sempre come leccare le ferite

[lunaria--annua]

Creature Trio.

[totebagchiqbarista]

dance with me, mi amor!

Pairing: camilo madrigal x fem!reader

Summary: y/n and camilo have been oblivious to each other's obvious crushes for far too long. until one day, they use rain as their own matchmaker

a/n: i just watched encanto and have been obsessed. i jusy wanted to write something short and i choose camilo because i love him so so much so enjoy!

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it seemed the sky was suspiciously bright today, y/n noted. pepa was never in such a good mood for entire day, and with the big gathering in the casita tonight, it was sure it will not stay like this until the end.

abuela decided to organise a huge welcoming of the people in the new casita, for she wanted to share the miracle with everyone. after everything that has happened, it seemed like a perfect opportunity for everybody to connect more with each other.

y/n walked down the street towards the house she was awaited in by 2 small children, a boy and a girl and their parents.

"y/n thank you so much!" the woman said frantically shaking the girls hand.

"no problem, i'm happy to help" she answered, smiling to the children

the little girl got on her tippy toes, reaching towards y/n with her fingers "you're the señorita who's always with camilo madrigal!"

y/n laughed sincerely, indeed she is.

"we have to go" said the man, taking his wife by the hand and opening the door for them to leave "listen to señorita y/n, kids!"

spending the day at somebody else's house taking care of children was not something she was planning on doing, but she found herself not hating it. viviana was a small girl who liked to tease her brother. y/n noticed she was quite a bookworm since she made her read two books out loud.

lorenzo was a year older boy who liked to run. he really, really liked to run which made y/n curse him a few times under her breath.

"let's go on a walk!" said lorenzo, taking y/n by the hand.

"sure" the girl was already tired but it seemed a better option than staying in.

the trio made their way through the crowded streets, lorenzo already running through the people in play.

"well hello, mi vida" y/n turned around only to be met with her identical twin.

"hi, camilo" she said already laughing

"what happened chiquita, you look tired"

"been running around all day behind these two" she said motioning on the siblings holding her hand only to realise lorenzo is missing. "dios mio, cuando lo alcanzo..."

camilo stiffened a laugh "it seems you're not that good of a babysitter"

"shut up"

"luckily you have the best friend ever who will gladly help, you're welcome"

viviana seemed more excited than y/n, tightening the grip on her hand.

the boy easily shifted into viviana's look alike and went to look for the boy.

a few moments later camilo was walking towards the girls with lorenzo holding his hand. y/n rushed to them, making sure the child was alright and then finally hugging her best friend. unfortunatly, just a best friend.

they hugged tigtly, y/n taking in the intoxicating smell of his hair that ruffled under her palm. he squeezed her closer by her waist, closing his eyes in hopes she never lets go.

they both felt like happily dying in the moment, in each other's arms.

pulling away, y/n stopped to look at camilo's face so close to hers. his eyes faled to remain in place, trailling down to her lips and back to her eyes. the girl wanted to do something more, anything, but alas, it was not in her nature.

"will i see you tonight in mi casa?" camilo regained himself

"yes, you will"

"then i will see you soon, cariña" he said, kissing her hand and storming off.

the night was easpecially glowing, the moon and the stars shinning a little brighter. "ay, mi vida, come in" camilo's face lit up as he saw the girl knock on the door.

"camilo!" pepa came rushing towards the two of them "oh! y/n how wonderful to see you again"

"mami? you wanted something?"

"no, no, i will leave you two alone, i'm just looking for tu papá"

hours have passed, joy filling the casita. camilo ans y/n have spent the whole time together, not noticing the secret giggles and curious gazes of madrigal family.

"i should probably get going" she said, looking at the time

camilo's face frowned "what? no, you just got here."

unable to change her mind, the loverboy decided to walk his beloved home. he has always loved his mother to death, but dios mio how he loved her in that excact moment.

as an ending to perfectly sunny day, pepa had become sad and upset, causing the rain to fall. camilo mischeviously smiled, looking at the girl who was frowing from the thought of going home now.

music played from the outside and an idea creeped up to the back of camilo's mind.

the boy stepped out, walking under the rain drops and turning on his heel. y/n laughed "what are you doing, idiota"

"me gusta" he said, laughing from ear to ear

the girl burst out laughing "i need to go home!"

"dance with me, mi amor!" he exclaimed, holding out his hand for her to take

"i must be out of my mind" she said, following him in the middle of the street

camilo pulled her closer "that makes the two of us, mi vida!"

they swung around to the faint sound of the music from casita, getting soaked underneath the open sky. already wet to their skin, camilo gripped her waist, wishing they could be even more close.

the dance wasn't perfect - they stepped on each others feet a couple of times, almost slipped a few and it was messy. but it was just the way it had to be.

"mi amor, we are terrible dancers" camilo whispered

"and i wouldn't have it any other way"

camilo didn't know what it was but he felt invincible. with her in his arms, it seemed he could conquer the world.

taking her head in his hand, camilo didn't think twice before pressing his lips onto hers. rain fell down their heads as they kissed deeply and passionately, pulling apart after hearing a few cheers from the people from the inside.

"i wanted to do this for so long, princesa..."

"i started to think you never will"

[ducky-died-inside]

Thoughts Part 2: Camilo x Fem reader (platonic), Carlos x Fem reader (platonic)

Summary: You get to hear the aftermath of you running away, and decide to keep going....

Genre: Angst to Fluff

Notes: Your power is to hear thoughts! This is a sequel to my fic Thoughts. Read it here! In my last one, I said it was a month before the movie, but that was supposed to be a year. One more thing! I am not trying to villianize Alma! I am just writing what I think might've happened in this situation.

Warnings: Happy birthday may be translated incorrectly,

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You looked to your brothers after pulling out of the hug. Relief was on their faces, and their eyes were filled with happy tears.

"Let's camp here for the day, catch our breath and head back in the afternoon."

"Ok Cami."

There was a hitch in your voice, but they didn't notice. They couldn't tell what you were planning.

While they slept, relaxed now that they found you, you wrote them a note.

Dear Camilo and Carlos,

As you saw when you woke up, I'm not here. I'm still running. I love you both, but I'm not ready to go back yet. I don't know when I will be, or if I ever will be. All I know is that I can't go back to Abuela and everything else yet. Please, don’t come for me. I will come back when I am ready to face everyone. Please just go back home and help Mami. I'm sorry I can't say this to your face, but if I did, I would never be able to leave.

Love your hermana,

Y/N

You placed the note down where they thought you were going to be sleeping and got ready to run. Before you ran you whispered something to the wind.

"I'm sorry. I love you both. I'll try to come back someday."

After you said this, you ran.

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Dolores dropped her plate, tears streaming down her face.

"MAMI!"

"What is it, Dolores? Did they find her? Is she alright?"

Dolores just knelt on the floor, her shoulders shaking. She took a few minutes to calm down enough to talk. With tears in her eyes, she broke the news to her mami.

"Lo siento, Mami, but she's not coming back. She's fine and they found her, but she's not coming back."

Pepa burst into tears, the hopeful sun that was above her head turning into the biggest cloud of rain the Encanto had seen since her own wedding.

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Camilo and Carlos woke up, and looked around for you. As he looked, Camilo's eyes fell on the letter. He pointed it out to Carlos who was still looking around for you

"Carlos. What is that?"

"What is what?"

"That paper on the ground. What does it say?" Camilo's voice was shaky, guessing what the note said, but not wanting to believe it.

Carlos picked it up and read it aloud. By the time he was done, he was in tears along with Camilo. You could hear what was going through their heads, and it made you sob as you run.

So, that's it then? Our trio becomes a duo until she comes back and that might be never? We become Camilo and Carlos, the infamous duo of Encanto instead of the infamous trio?.....

Camilo's thoughts were sad and filled with hurt as he clutched his arms, giving himself a hug.

No, no, no, no, no, no! I can't lose her like this! I can't live without a third of me, can I? If she goes it's just me and Camilo, without her.....

Camilo looked over at his brother to see him pacing and muttering under his breath. He was running his fingers through his hair, pulling it out of his face.

"Everything will be just fine. We will be ok. We will just go back and tell Mami and Papi that their hija isn't coming back..."

His voice trailed off as he started to believe himself less and less.

"Dios mio, Camilo! What will we tell Mami and Papi? How do you tell someone that their daughter isn't coming home?"

"Dolores probably already did. She can hear us right now."

"What should we do? I don't know if I can go home without her."

Carlos rarely cried and you cried even less, so the past few days had been strange for Camilo to see both of you guys cry so much.

"I don't know, Carlos. We go home? That's kind of the only option she gave us, but I don't know if I have the strength to face everyone without her."

They sat there debating, and finally got up to leave. They were going to go home. They decided that they should go be there for their Mami, and everyone else. They were Camilo and Carlos, the sun and moon of Encanto, and they were coming home without their star.

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You were running hard and fast until you came across a clearing. You sat down and sobbed, tears running down your face. You were exhausted, this being the most you had ever cried in your life. You cried for their thoughts and their thoughts answered.

Why are we going back? We still need her. We still need Y/N. How will we go on without her?.....

We need Y/N, but we also need to go back. We need to be there for Mami. But we also need Y/N. I know but we can't. We have to leave her alone. That's what she wants.....

You collapsed on the ground from exhaustion, everyone's thoughts giving you a headache.

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Camilo and Carlos appeared in town a few days after finding you. They were on their way to the Casita, tears in their eyes as they walked through the town. They saw their family outside waiting for them, remorse on their faces. Pepa ran up to greet her sons, a rainy cloud over her head. She enveloped them in a big hug, the rest of the family joining them.

No one said anything, they just hugged and sobbed. Pepa stroked her son's heads and tried to calm down, as she was getting everything wet. Abuela didn't join the hug, feeling ashamed at being the cause of this, but not wanting to admit it was her fault. She slowly walked over to Pepa and touched her shoulder.

"Pepi? I understand losing a child like this, but you need to calm down. You're getting everyone all wet."

Pepa nodded and pulled away from the hug. Carlos glared at Abuela, but she thought nothing of it, as Carlos glared at her regularly. Anger was in his voice as he started to talk.

"Really, Abuela?! We can't enjoy a hug for one minute without you getting mad at us for something?!"

She stepped back, surprised by the venom in Carlos' voice.

"We have emotions for a reason, Abuela. I don't know what that reason is, but it sure as heck isn't to suppress them until you can't anymore!"

Abuela didn't say anything and just turned away to go inside the house.

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Time skip

It was your Fifteenth birthday. You had run away about six months ago. Camilo and Carlos celebrated with everyone else at the Casita while you lit your own candle and sung to yourself.

Feliz cumpleaños a nosotros, feliz cumpleaños a nosotros, feliz cumpleaños a los trillizos, feliz cumpleaños a nosotros. (translation) Happy Birthday to us, Happy birthday to us, Happy birthday to the triplets, Happy birthday to us.

You fell asleep that night, crying to the sound of your brother's thoughts.

Happy birthday, Y/N. I hope you're alright out there.....

Happy birthday. We're finally 15. Are you going to come back now?.....

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Time skip

It had been about a year since you'd left the Casita. The tension between Abuela and Carlos never left, but it never got addressed. Camilo called out to you with his thoughts every night before he went to bed.

Buenos noches, Y/N. Be safe out there, and come back soon....

For most people, life went back to normal and in one case got better after the shock of you leaving wore off. They figured it was just going to be like Bruno again, so why fret over it? For most of the family, their lives weren't changed too much, because you often spent your time in your room, or with your brothers.

For Camilo and Carlos? It made their lives way worse. They found themselves calling your name when they had a question, only to remember that you weren't there. They would make sure that Mirabel still set you a spot at the table, right in between them, only for it to stay empty night after night.

Camilo in particular had nightmares that you had died out there by yourself. He didn't tell that to anyone except for you and Carlos though. He constantly had one-sided conversations with you in his head. Sometimes the only thing that could give him hope was the fact that your door was still glowing. On the outside, to the townspeople, he acted the way he did before you left. All happy, funny and helpful. If they asked about you, his facade would drop and his smile would fall.

Carlos didn't change much on the outside, except he became even worse to the townspeople. Gone were the pranks and out came the fists. He got into more fights than he could count that first month you were gone. People would say that you were just being dramatic and that you would get over it and he just couldn’t hold back. On the inside, he was just going through the basic systems he needed to live.

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Today was the day of Antonio's gift ceremony and you could hear all the thoughts going through your family's heads.

My Tonito's night has to be perfect, it can't turn out a horrible disaster. If it turns out a disaster, I might lose another child and I can't handle that.....

Pepa's thoughts pierced you in the heart. She was still hurting from so long ago.

I wonder how Y/N is doing. Will she come back for the gift ceremony? Will she come back...Oh frigg, the flowers! The flowers......

Your Papi's thoughts were filled with worry for you and Tonito's ceremony.

Ok Camilo, you got this. You can make it without any breakdowns today. You are Camilo Madrigal, not Jose, not Mami, not anyone except for yourself.....

Camilo started going through some identity issues once you had left, no longer knowing who he was supposed to be without you. There were times that he forgot what he looked like and needed help from Carlos to remember.

Alright, Carlos. Time to start the day. Time to spend another day without her. Time to go spend the say with Tonito, make sure he's alright.....

Carlos marked off days on his calendar, counting the days since you'd left. 362. Almost a full year.

Dolores' thoughts were filed with sounds from everywhere, giving you an even bigger headache.

I'm getting my gift today! I wonder what it will be! I wonder if Y/N will come back today! That would be the best present.....

You stood up after hearing Antonio's thoughts. You needed to go back. They needed you. You almost went back after your birthday, but decided against it. You thought that Abuela might not let you in if you went back, but now, you didn't care anymore. You were going to go home and there was nothing Abuela could say or think to change your mind.

You grabbed the ruana you made a bit of time after your birthday. You had gone to a neighboring town and gotten supplies to make one that matched your brothers. It was orange and had stripes running up and down it. You threw it on over your head and set off, determined to actually make it home.

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You'd been traveling for a day when you reached the river. The thoughts from your family were frantic from the proposal dinner and Mirabel being in Bruno's vision. You'd somehow been faster coming back than when you'd left. Maybe your legs had just gotten longer. It's not like you would've noticed anyway. It just then occurred to you that you'd grown up since you left. Your muscles were bigger and you were taller. Would they even recognize you?

You shook off your doubts and crossed the river. As you came around the mountain, you heard Carlos and Camilo's thoughts. They were a little mopey, and were walking around town. As you passed Casita, you decided to surprise them in the square. You spot a red ruana and a yellow one. You run to scare them from behind, your orange ruana flapping behind you.

"Boo."

You whispered in their ears and they turned around, startled. They look at you and tears start to well up in their eyes.

"Y/N? Is it actually you?"

You nodded at them and hugged them both.

"Dios mio, I missed you guys."

"You came back."

Carlos' voice was soft as he hugged you.

"Of course I did. I couldn't spend another second away from you guys."

After a few seconds, you all pulled out of the hug. Camilo looked you up and down, letting out a low whistle.

"Look at you! You're so tall! And muscular! What happened to you? Also, what's this? We are all matching now!"

"A year of physical exercise to keep my mind off of the mental exercise. It became a good escape from everyone's thoughts. And I made this shortly after our 15th birthday. I figured I needed something new after my quinceañera since I missed it."

Carlos noticed something while you were standing next to Camilo.

"Wait... Camilo, stand back to back with Y/N. I want to check something."

"You actually think...."

You guys stood back to back while Carlos measured. He sighed and looked at Camilo.

"Sorry, hermano. You are tallest no longer."

"NOOOOOOO! My title! I fought to keep it for so long!"

When you guys were younger, you and Camilo had a "who is the tallest" contest and Camilo was usually the taller of you two, but now you had snuck ahead. Carlos didn't join in on the contest, but he did watch and was very amused.

"Yes! The crown is mine! I am the tallest triplet!"

Camilo groaned and took a paper crown out of his pocket.

"Wait you still have that?! We made that so long ago!"

"Yes, he still has it after all these years, but no longer. He must relinquish the crown to you, Queen Y/N, the tallest of them all."

You laughed at your brothers antics and hugged them both again.

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The three of you walked back to the Casita, talking about what you did for the last year. You were going to go say hello to your Mami, but realized you were walking into the middle of a confrontation between Abuela and Mirabel.

"What is going on in here?!"

Abuela's voice rang through the Casita.

"Abuela! It's alright! We're going to save the miracle!"

"What are you talking about? Look at the Casita, your sister!"

"No, no. Isabela wasn't happy-"

"Of course she wasn't happy! You just ruined her proposal!"

"No she needed me to ruin her proposal, cause than we hugged and made the Candle glow brighter!"

"Mirabel.."

"That's why I'm in the vision! I'm saving the miracle."

"This has to stop, Mirabel!"

You stepped back into your brothers arms, Abuela's voice bringing back memories of when you had first left.

"The cracks started with you. Bruno left because of you. Luisa's losing her gift, Isabela's out of control, because of you! I don't know why you weren't given a gift, but it is not an excuse to hurt this family!"

You tried to hear Abuela's thoughts, but her head was in a panic, not thinking about her words before she said them.

"I will never be good enough for you, will I?"

Mirabel's words brought you back and you looked at her.

"Luisa won't be strong enough, Isabela won't be perfect enough, Bruno and Y/N left because you only saw the worst in them!"

"Bruno and Y/N don't care about this family-"

You shrinked back further into your brothers, not wanting to hear Abuela's words.

"They love this family. I love this family. We all love this family! You're the one who doesn't care! You're the one breaking our home!"

"Don’t you ever-"

"The miracle is dying because of you!"

Everyone gasped, shocked.

"The Candle!"

Your Papi's voice brought you out of your stupor, and you looked at the candle.

"Casita, get me up there!"

You saw Mirabel rush towards the direction of the candle as Casita let down a banister for Mirabel to use as a ladder. Camilo immediately went for the second level, trying to get Mirabel. Isabela swung on one of her vines, trying to help her sister.

As you ran out to help them, your powers gave out. You were confused at why your mind was so quiet, and froze. While you were frozen in place, Casita was trying to get people out of itself. The floors were rolling and they knocked you down. The impact of hitting the ground made you pass out, and Casita rolled you against the wall to avoid any debris.

Carlos saw this and called out your name. He tried to go inside the Casita, but it wouldn't let him.

"Let me in! I just got her back, and I can't lose her again! I can't live through that again!"

He knelt on the ground and cried. Camilo joined him once he realized that you were still in there.

I just got her back, I can't lose her again....(you can't hear this BTW. You have no powers also you're unconscious)

Pepa went over to comfort her sons, but stopped herself. She went through something similar with Bruno and thought it was best to just let them cry.

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Once all the dust settled, Camilo and Carlos were the first ones searching the rubble. It wasn't hard to find you, as Carlos had seen where you rolled to. Luckily, there was nothing on top of you, a piece of wall making a ramp over your body.

"Y/N?"

You stirred at the sound of Camilo's voice as he and Carlos pulled you out of the rubble.

"Hey, hermanos. I'm still here. I'm not leaving anytime soon. We missed so much time together and I'm not wasting any more of it."

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This one is done! This might be the fastest I have ever written one of these!

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[berrymoos]

so i found this little concept in my notes literally two seconds ago, so i thought i would share as my first out of tags concept <33

➜ i did write this with the idea of marc, steven, & jake having separate bodies. just thought that should be known

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—in which marc, steven, & layla get "married" while regressed ✧

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marc, steven, & layla all still like each other in headspace — i mean, of COURSE they do, they've been thro so much together & they have so many unique & charming qualities abt them, what's not to like — but ,, i'm talking "they have crushes on each other" in a toddler / young kid manner. i'm talkin giggling at each other while they play house,(bc everyone knows little guys playing house is a sign HSKSJDO /j) quick little cheek kisses .... the whole shebang

so, one day, they're at the park. jake is setting up the picnic table with finger foods, plates, napkins & whatnot while the other three have raced off to the nearby swings, but after a while, he stops hearing the telltale squeak of swings moving. he looks over to their spot to see them sitting in the grass nearby them in a small circle. he does wonder what they're doing, but as a napkin begins to get wooshed by the gentle wind & he searches for something to weigh them down with, the curiosity sinks to the back of his mind.

he ends up getting back to the last bit of setting up he has to do: opening the drinks and setting them in the cooler, dumping the ice on top to keep them cold, opening the hand sanitizer...

then, he hears – "jakey, jakey, jakey!!"

he looks & there's layla, holding marc's & steven's hands, bounding to him. she's so so smiley when she goes, "me n stevie n moomoo got married!" & she makes steven's ears go red & marc giggles a little, also kinda red

jake is a little confused abt what she means at first, but she shows him their hands, and – there r rings made of flowers on their fingers ... there are rings made of flowers on their fingers!!!! ohohohoho!!!

EXTERNALLY jake is like, "all THREE of you? dios mio, that's such a big family!", but after the trio smile at him & bound away, jake does that fond, breathy laugh w the slow headshake as he watches them go...

...bc out of smallspace, they're already married,,,,,