#ay dios mio shows up and I laugh

[kissitbttr]

Miggy getting babied by his pregnant wife?

hiii! i hope you don’t mind, i changed it a bit because I don’t want it to look too much alike on the other one! this one’s short, enjoy! xx

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being a mother to a 6 month old pregnancy bump isn’t easy. if it was, fathers could do it.

and that’s what miguel had been learning through it all. seeing your mood swings shift in a span of thirty seconds, constant cravings for ice creams, kebabs etc, snapping (directly at him and mostly at him), frequent backaches and fatigue. he’s very much impressed how an existence of a human being living inside of you could actually change you as a person.

still, doesn’t mean he loves you less.

“ugh, i’d give my left tit for a big plate of mofongos and a fat ass joint right now”

the two of you are cuddled up in the couch, watching some lame old american tv show that miguel seems to find enjoyable. you’re dressed in one of his t-shirt and grey sweatpants. ones that you had claimed as yours despite miguel’s protest.

your husband chuckles, pulling you closer by the shoulder. “lucky you, mami. i bought an extra before i came home just for you. i could heat it up for you later if you want.”

a dreamy sigh escape your lips, reaching out to kiss his cheek. “thanks papi. you’re the best. what about the joint?”

he snorts, head shaking as his eyes cast down to yours. “i don’t think weed is good for the baby.”

“says who?” you fake a gasp, pulling back slightly. “it’s literally herbal! unless it’s contaminated with tobacco. don’t we have a stash up in the closet?”

“you finished them all, ma. basically rolling those joints with your pretty fingers before this happened” he points at the bump. “usted es avaro, mi corazon. barely left some for me”

a smile pulls up into your mouth, head resting against his bare chest. hand interlocking with his. “remember when we were celebrating our one year anniversary and got high?”

“ay dios mio” he groans playfully, rolling his head back. “don’t remind me, baby”

“it was so fun” you ignore the embarrassment creeping into his cheeks, grinning even wider when he tries to hide it. “we went to taco bell after.”

“yeah and i threw it up because it tasted like shit”

you hum, nodding along. “and decided to get shawarmas and fries instead because we weren’t satisfied”

“one with the small food truck in 133th street” he confirms, his cheek against the crown of your hair. smiling at the memory. “i remember you told me not to get ones from across that italian place that you like because we need to support small business. had to stop you from crying too much because you kept saying how unfair it was for rich bastards to keep open up restaurants when they have shitty palate”

his comment makes you laugh hard. his grip around your hand tighten. some sort of pride blooms in his chest when he sees you laugh freely like that.

“oh god i remember!” as you slowly recover from the laugh. “we sat on the pavement after that right? you kept telling me how you want me to be the mother of your child.”

“damn, why do you keep recalling all the embarrassing things i did, huh?” he asks jokingly with a deep chuckle. now his attention isn’t even on the tv anymore.

“because it’s cute! you were so cute!” he shakes his head once more, biting down a shy smile as you shift your body weight to wrap your arms around his neck. “my miggy is so cute with the ‘i want you to be my wife, i want to get you pregnant, mi amor. say yes please, please, pleaseeeee’”

you continue to mock his actions back then, watching him cower down at the attempt of you trying to mimic his voice. strangely enough, you almost got it right.

he has his hands covered his face.“stop that, princesa! come onnnn”

you respond with a head shake as a ‘no’. “ay, papi don’t be shy” you giggle, trying to pry his hands off. “come on. let me see my hubby. let me see him”

miguel doesn’t budge for a while before peeking in-between his fingers like a little kid, then slowly peeling his hands away, jutting his lower lip forward.

you gasp, hand over your heart. “god damn! you can’t be walking around looking like that! can’t have all the girls falling for the sexiest man alive”

he rolls his eyes, smiling at your compliment. “stop being biased, baby!”

“i am not! how dare you calling the mother of your kid a liar, hm?” you tug him down, letting his head rest in between your neck and shoulder blade. “my baby daddy is sooo handsome. i won the fucking lottery.”

“definitely the other way around, love.” he disagrees, hand coming up to rest on your bump. “you stole my heart the moment you walked into my office that day. never thought in my life that a gorgeous architect made me get down on my knees and pray to the lord up there to let me have you.”

now that makes your heart skips a beat. how could you compete with that? he never fails to make you swoon even after years of being with him. it’s like the butterflies never stopped.

“hmm now you’re being biased, miggy”

“nope. i was so sure that i was in love with you.” he then turns to look up to you, tone becoming serious. “my god, you were the finest thing i have ever laid my eyes upon, mami. was literally bending over backwards to impress you. and now? seeing you swollen with my baby just made you ten times more gorgeous than before. you’re the love of my life, mi amor. and i will prove it to you for the rest of my life if i had to”

truly, you had never believe in luck or hope. it’s something that never sits well with you. odds never had been in your favor and you believed that for the longest time. you were fine being all alone. you have a job that pays you well, great condo, a body that you learned to adore, a loving mother. four things that you have always been so grateful for. you wouldn’t change a single thing.

but when miguel happened? everything in your life had changed for much better. from having to do everything on your own to ‘i got this one baby’. sure, you weren’t exactly comfortable with it at first, because you had never been the one who had asked for help.

yet you learned to love it all because of him,

with a grateful smile, you trace your fingertips across his soft lips. beautiful red eyes not leaving yours, as if he’s afraid that if he looks away for a second he would lose you completely,

“you’re the love of my life too, miguel”

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[pinkyqil]

Would you ever write for Irene Paredes? I feel like a fluffy mom fix with her would be so cute.

Butterfly // Irene paredes kid fic

Summary: Irene and her kid spend the day at barca training grounds and she's just wilding

A/n: I honestly enjoyed writing this send in some Ileana request, might be one of my favorite kid fic that I wrote so send in more requests you want of her and Irene, too the anon who sent this request I hope i got it right cause it was between Irene x r with a child or Irene + child, and I went with Irene + child r if this isn't what you wanted you can always send it in again and I'll do it properly hope y'all are enjoying my writing we'll be ignoring any mistakes has there yet to be finally edited.

© PINKYQIL

You've been good all day for mami meaning you get to go too tomorrow's partice getting to see your favorites people's and run around a ball the whole day.

Mami had promised to take you with her if you showed that you could be on your best behavior which you did and tomorrow you get the vist the barça girles.

You we're so excited that you went to bed early praying that tomorrow would come really quick.

Mami had gotten you this all black training kit that was just for you which the girls fanned over cause of how adorable they found you in it.

Irene woke you up a little earlier than the usual time she gets you up. after getting you and her dressed it was time for breakfast she gave you some waffles and sausage and grape juice one of your favorites.

You thought to yourself that today must be really special since mami gave you a special breakfast something different from what you usually have.

"Mami up up car now finish eating can we go to prawctice now". You asked basically rushing her, for a soon to be five fingers old you speak very well.

"un momento baby let mami finish cleaning up before we go okay why don't you go make sure we got everything packed in your training bag okay".she told

"Okay". you told her before running of to make sure you had everything.

"Aye cariño, no corras". she told you

"Si mami". You replied but just walking a little faster instead of running.

Finally arriving at practice with what felt like eternity you had gotten excited the moment mamì pulled up at the parking lot. With that you'd Immediately taken off your sit belt from your big girl car sit and opening the car door to run off.

Irene who quickly parked properly before scolding you. to make sure no one got hurt along with you.

"Oh dios mio Ileana we don't do that". she told you with the scary voice.

"lo siento mami". you told her before taking her hand after worrying her with the stunt you had pulled just now.

"Ai Irene don't be harsh on the little one she's just having a little fun".

mapi came into the conversation after spotting you both getting out and your crazy little stunt.

"Maria your child might be allowed to do crazy stuff but that doesn't mean my should". Irene told her injured teammate.

Before both adults could say any more you had spotted Caro and Marta coming out of their car.

which you sprinted your little legs over to them.

"Ro Ro Ta Ta". You said greeting the couple as they picked you up.

"nena how are you". Marta said while holding your hands so you wouldn't run away from irene again.

"Good me go training today". you told her

" We can see darling how about we walk in together while your mama gets your stuff". she said

"Irene wil take her inside with us". caro told her.

"Thank you guys don't run around while I'm not there Peque stay with you aunties and wait for me bébé . She told you.

The whole day training was fun you got to spend the whole day with your favorite aunties and wacht the youngsters pull one of the funniest pranks on the older girls you'd laugh even though mamí told you not too.

You'd got passed around training to see what different excerise the girls were doing. You had play time with vicky esme and jana who had fun playing dolly with you.

After a while Irene finally let you go more further into the pitch with your ball but you had to stay closer.

You tried getting way more distant than you should cause you saw a group of butterfly and seek them out.

Until you got pulled back by lucy who saw you trying to escape your original spot.

"Where are going Peque". She questioned you

"Butterfly". you pointed for her to see before running around trying to catch them.

"Ileana what did we say about running around like this in practice". Mami scolded you

"Irene let her have a little fun she's been very good the whole day let her chase". Alexia butted in especially after seeing how happy you look.

"Fine don't run that much bèbè". she yelled so you could hear.

"gracias mami". You told her before chasing after the butterfly with mapi who honestly couldn't keep up with a four year old

"Ai marià you can't keep up with four year old or what".alexia told her with a teasing tone making the whole group laugh.

"She's very fast even you yourself wouldn't be able to keep up". mapi said trying to catch her breath she was definitely done chasing a four year old and butterflies.

Irene came swooping you up and carrying you so you could get a better view of the lovely butterfly and how pretty they're. you tried catching them now that you were closer but

"No we don't hurt them". Mami told you with her stern voice.

"but I want. You tried telling her

"No Peque you can't have them okay".

"Fine". you said grumpy but to tired too do anything.

The ended with you falling asleep on the drive back home mama had gotten you a new toy butterfly. and made you your special spaghetti that you got all over yourself thinking you could feed yourself.

You went to bed early so you could grown bed and strong like your mama to play football like her one day.

[desperate-gay]

could i request bestfriends to lovers w mapi (possibly w smut)

Costumes

Mapi Leon x fem!reader

SMUT 18+

“-Ria please!”

“No! There is no way I’m dressing up, especially as a pirate.” Mapi exclaims, continuing to scroll through her phone. You turn around from the full-body mirror and slump on the bed next to the older girl.

“But it’s a costume party with the team. We can’t show up bare.” You protest while placing your chin on her chest, making her look down at you, seeing your pleading eyes stare back at her.

She turns off her phone and places it next to her before sighing, “Hermosa, I don’t want to dress up. Can’t we just stay in and watch movies together like tradition?”

Ever since you were little, one of you would go to the other’s house and watch a bunch of Halloween movies while stuffing your face with junk. The two of you have been best friends for years, and now you both play for Barcelona together. You’re both attached to the hip.

Without your knowledge, Mapi has been in love with you for some time now. If you weren’t painfully oblivious, you might have been able to figure it out a while ago.

So seeing you give her your best puppy eyes while pleading for her to do this with you, she has no other choice and mumbles, “Fine.”

“Seriously?” You jump up from your spot with a bright smile on your face, making the other girl melt.

“You better get the costumes before I change my mind.” She grumbles, going back to her phone but secretly smiling when you run out of the room to grab the costumes from your car.

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“Ay dios mio, I look like an idiot!” Mapi exclaims as she tugs on the brown coat and white collar of the shirt.

She’s cut off when you open the bathroom door and walk out in a white shoulder-less shirt with a brown corset over it, matching the blonde’s coat, and a red long skirt with a matching bandana. The corset that tightens right below your chest allows your boobs to pop out more, distracting the older girl.

You notice her raking her eyes up and down your figure. “What? Does it look okay?”

Mapi snaps out of her thoughts and nods her head. “Y-yeah, you look…great.” She stops her complaints about her costume as she drools over how good she looks.

“Not too bad yourself sailor.” You giggle while adjusting her hat, making the other girl’s breath hitch. “Are we ready?”

The blonde sighs and begrudgingly nods her head. “You sure we have to go?”

“Yes, now come on Grump Sparrow, we’ve got treasure to find.” Mapi groans as you grab the side of her coat, dragging her with you to the awaiting car.

When you both arrive at the club, you see your Barca teammates all in a rounded booth with their designated costumes on. Multiple people are dancing on the floor dressed as devils, angels, cats, etc.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe my eyes. Mapi dressed as a pirate? Someone start taking photos!” Lucy yells while searching for her phone, making the rest of the team laugh while Mapi rolls her eyes as you pat her arm in fake sympathy, laughing with the rest of your friends.

“Okay, okay, get all your laughs out. I’m going to start drinking, do you want anything?” She asks you, in which you nod in return. “The usual?”

Once you nod again, Mapi heads over to the bar to get your drinks. You take a seat next to Alexia at the end of the booth and across from Ona.

“Hola, amiga.” Alexia greets you, wrapping her arm around your shoulders. You return her greeting and start a conversation with her while waiting for Mapi. “Y’know, Maria wouldn’t wear matching costumes for just anyone.”

Alexia is the only person who knows about your deep crush on the defender. Her being captain and also being very observant has its perks, so she easily picked up on your always flustered state around your childhood friend.

“Um, what do you mean?”

Alexia sighs at your obliviousness and says, “Oh I don’t know, maybe that she feels the same way!”

“No. There’s no way!” You both begin to whisper, bickering at each other until Mapi returns, sitting down right next to you.

“Here you go, hermosa.” Taking your drink, you smile at her but notice her focus on Alexia. Then you remember the weight on your shoulders, Alexia’s arm still wrapped around you, making the blonde next to you glare at the other woman. As the tension thickens, the arm around you removes itself from you, stopping the consistent looks.

You clear your throat and thank Mapi, soon sipping on your drink to get drunk faster. Alexia’s foot stomps on yours, telling you that the jealousy is clear.

Soon conversations start getting weird, drinks go down faster and faster, and everyone gets more tipsy as the night goes on. The whole team is on the dance floor besides you and Alexia who continue to sip on your drinks while watching everyone.

“So when are you going to tell her?”

“Ale, I don’t know if I can. I don’t want to ruin 23 years of friendship because of a stupid crush. I’ll get over it.” You shrug, causing the pink-haired girl next to you to frown.

“She feels the same. Trust me, you saw the way she reacted when she saw us.”

You just sigh in response and think about all the things that can happen. You can confess in hopes of her returning your feelings or you can get rejected and risk losing your number one person. Your thoughts are stopped by said person coming over to you, pulling your arm towards her.

“C’mon, hermosa! Time to dance!” Mapi shouts over the booming music as she pulls you onto the crowded dance floor. You down your drink in one gulp and begin to sway your hips and arms to the music with the older girl.

The alcohol floods through both of your veins as you start to grind on your best friend. Her hands grip on your hips, guiding you to keep going. Soon you turn back around and grab at her biceps.

“Maybe you should be called Jacked Sparrow.” You tease with a lopsided grin, making the other girl laugh.

“If you’re Swann, I want to be Turner.” Your breath hitches as her face gets closer to you; her eyes flickering down to your lips. “Let’s get out of here, yeah?”

In a trance, you nod your head and allow her to drag you through the crowd, stumbling occasionally from getting pushed. You take one glance over your shoulder and see Alexia with a smirk on her face, raising her glass in fake cheers.

—

You fiddle with your keys, trying to get your door open while Mapi hugs your waist from behind and breathes against your ear, making you shudder against her.

Finally, the click of the lock allows you both to push open the door and rush in. You giggle when Mapi’s hand wraps around your wrist and drags you to the couch. She sits down first and grabs the back of your thighs, trying to pull you into her lap which she succeeds in. Your skirt rides up to allow your legs to sit on each side of the girl's thighs. She leans up, stopping centimeters before your lips, her hat long gone so it doesn’t poke at you.

“Is this okay?”

“Yes, yes it’s okay, please just kiss me.”

She smiles before finally attaching her lips to yours in a soft kiss. You have imagined this more times than you’d like to admit, but it’s so much better than your imagination. The kiss starts sweet and innocent but soon turns more needy and sloppy. You pause and pull back, wincing which worries the blonde defender below you.

“What? What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” She quickly rambles but stops when you wave her off.

“No, no it’s just this corset. It’s poking at my boobs.”

You both begin to laugh together while she moves her hand to your back and unties it to loosen it. Once she is done pulling all the strings she unbuttons the front and takes it off before throwing it somewhere on the floor.

“So back to kissing?” She asks, puckering her lips and squeezing her eyes shut, making you giggle at her antics. She smiles at the sound before placing her hands on the back of your neck and pulling you down to reattach your lips.

Your fingertips brush along the tattoo on her neck as she slips her tongue into your mouth. You turn your head slightly, deepening the kiss while your other hand grips onto her bicep. Her head moves down to the underside of your jaw, peppering kisses down the column of your throat, making you dig your nails into her arm while your other wraps around the back of her neck. She hisses at the burning sensation of your fingers gripping her skin, but it turns her on even more.

“Bedroom?” You whisper, pecking her lips a few times. She nods and stands up, carrying you with her as you wrap your legs around her waist.

She gently sits you on the bed while she takes off her leather coat. The street light from outside gleams into the bedroom, allowing you to have just enough light without having to turn on any lamps. You start to unbutton her shirt under her gaze. She lets you tug off her clothes, enjoying the sight of it, but when you unbuckle her belt while staring up at her with puppy eyes, it makes her go feral. She pulls down her pants, leaving her in a bra and underwear, and then grabs your face, pulling you into a heated kiss.

“You are so beautiful.”

You blush at her comment and pull off your bandana as Mapi starts to pull at the hem of your shirt. Getting the message, you tug your arms out the sleeves of the shirt, helping out the desperate girl who quickly lifts it over your head as soon as she can. Shortly after, she yanks down your skirt, revealing your matching white set of simple lingerie which you put on before leaving, hoping that something like this would happen by the end of the night.

Mapi signals for you to move up the bed so she can fit on with you. She hovers over you and leans down for a breathtaking kiss, slotting your bottom lip in between yours before playfully tugging at it while pulling away. She places a simple kiss right below your ear before her hand gently grabs your jaw and turns your head all the way to the side, pressing your cheek against the silky sheets. You moan at the feeling of her tongue sliding from the base of your neck up to the bottom of your ear.

“Don’t worry, amor. I’m going to make you feel so good.” She whispers, her breath fanning over the side of your face, making butterflies flutter in your stomach, but also making the ache between your legs stronger.

Her hand trails under you and onto your back, grasping the clasp of your bra. She looks at you real quick, quietly asking for consent. “It’s okay, baby. I want this, I want this really bad.”

She unhooks your bra and slides it off of you, flinging it on the floor. She sits up slightly, admiring how good you are right now with your chest heaving and your hair spewed out across the bed.

“Gorgeous.” She says softly before moving her lips to your beck once again. Her teeth sink into your skin once in a while, definitely leaving marks littered along your neck. An occasional whine slips out from your lips at the slightest sensation of her mouth.

Soon she starts to trail her lips lower and onto your chest, wrapping her lips around your hardened nipple while her hand gropes the other one. She switches sides, giving the other the same attention as she gave the one before.

The noises from your mouth become more frequent the closer she gets down to your core. She’s now leaving kisses around your belly button and over the fabric of your white panties. You buck your hips up with a moan when she licks a stripe up your clothed slit as your hands grip harder into the sheets.

“Please, Ria.”

“Tell me what you want, amor, and I’ll make it worth your while.” She taunts sultrily, teasingly placing kisses on your underwear.

“Anything, your fingers, mouth, anything.” You plead, continuing to buck your hips closer to her face.

Her fingers curl at the waistband of the white fabric and slowly pulls it down while trailing kisses with it. You whine in anticipation but are cut off by a loud moan slipping past your lips when her mouth attaches to your clit. She licks down to your slit and gathers up your arousal before dipping her tongue into your dripping hole.

Your back arches slightly as moans spew out of your mouth consistently. Mapi flips from thrusting her tongue in and out of you to sucking and flicking your clit. She sits up for a second, causing you to whine at the absence of your pleasure, so when you look up you see her tying her blonde hair up into a ponytail so it doesn’t get in her way. Her arms wrap around your thighs, allowing her hands to press against the top of them while she shoves her face further into your pussy.

She continues on her previous assault, making your orgasm approach a lot faster than you thought. The girl in between your legs notices when your moans become louder and your back arches higher, causing her to press one of her hands on your stomach to shove you down. Your hand subconsciously scratches her arm in pleasure as she flicks her tongue faster over your clit.

With one final push, you’re moaning loudly and seeing stars while Mapi continues to gently lick until your high is over.

“T-that was amazing.” You pant after experiencing one of the best orgasms you have ever experienced.

“Oh, we’re not done yet, princesa.”

You’re about to question her when you’re interrupted by her fingers plunging into you. She’s now kneeling on her knees while her unoccupied hand holds your thigh open, giving her easier access. Your hips slightly shy away from her touch due to overstimulation, but that doesn’t stop you from the euphoric pleasure you’re receiving.

The sound of your wetness can be heard echoing in the room from the blonde’s fingers working at a fast pace in and out of you. You both know you’re not going to last long since you’re still recovering from the last orgasm she gave you.

“Oh god, I-I’m gonna cum. It feels different though.” Mapi senses the worry in your voice but knows exactly what’s happening.

“Just let go, amor. It’ll feel good, I promise.”

With a few more strokes of her fingers, your inner muscles tense as you cum. The sound of her digits slamming into you begins to sound different, wetter in your opinion. Your orgasm lasts longer than you expect as you moan extremely loudly, probably waking up the neighbors.

Once you’ve calmed down, Mapi removes her fingers and you look down between your legs to see a huge wet spot.

You cover your face with your hands and groan out, “This is so embarrassing! Did I just wet the bed during sex?”

The blonde chuckles before grabbing your hands to remove them from your face. “No you didn’t wet the bed, have you never done that before?”

You shake your head no in response and ask, “What happened?”

“You squirted is what they call it I guess. It’s basically when you experience a very intense orgasm.” She explains while you nod your head in understanding. “Felt good didn’t it?”

“Really good.” You giggle before nuzzling your face into the girl’s chest. She laughs lightly and kisses your forehead as she wraps her arms gently around your frame. You start to tiptoe your hand to the clasp of her bra before you are cut off by a stern look. “What? I want you to feel good too, baby.”

“I do feel good. Right now, with you in my arms.”

“But-“

“Hey, we got all the time in the world to go again, if you let me take you on a date?” Her usual silly and cocky behavior is shifted to a more nervous tone as she bites her lip, waiting for your answer.

“I think we’re past the first date phase, Ria. I have been in love with you for so long.”

“I’ve been in love with you for I don’t even know how long.” Mapi breathes in relief, making you smile widely and leaning up for a passionate kiss. You both soak in everything that just happened and pour all your emotions into this single kiss. “Will you be my girlfriend?”

You laugh at the vibration of her mumbling into your lips, but you all but nod in return, causing the both of you to smile into the kiss.

“Alexia is going to be so happy this finally happened.”

“Wait- she knew about your feelings for me?” You ask in disbelief.

“Well duh, I was pretty obvious and she sees all knows all. The whole team basically knows. You’re just oblivious.”

“Am not.” You pout which makes the blonde pull you back into her chest.

“Awe don’t pout, amor. You’re my oblivious girl.” Mapi tries to reason as you huff in response.

“Ale knew about my feelings too.”

“What?!”

[all444miles]

Hiii, I just saw that you were doing requests so I was wondering if you could do e-42 miles with black readers hair? Like helping her pick out different braiding and natural styles, maybe some wash day headcanons as well?

— TOUCH MY HAIR

— pairing: e-42 miles x fem!black!reader — genre: fluff — summary: just miles loving you and your hair ‹3 — a/n: tyyyy for this req, i am squealing rn + i alr had this idea in my prompt list but u gave me a reason to start it !! ‹3 my hcs always got miles saying sum outta pocket then the reader calls him out then he goes “my fault”, its a lil funny motif ima keep on adding 😭 also the n word is used a bit in this, js sayin!! enjoy ♡ ᖭི(ˊᗜˋ*)ᖫྀ

we all know n we've established this, miles is more than happy to pay for ur shit, esp if its your hair.

he wouldn't think twice before sending you the money for you to get your hair done. he wont listen or care if you say no, either.

"miles, bae, why u sendin me 200?" "what else? so you can get your hair done, mami." "baby, you know damn well that's too much." "buy yourself some other stuff too, if you wanna, but that money yours now, i ain't takin it back." "you.. you do too much." "mhm, make sure to show me a pic of when you get it done, you heard?"

he's always your hype man, for sure.

i got a feeling he a major fan of faux locs or boho/godess braids, so if you got that on? he'll fold.

"dayum ma, that shit looks good." "i cant even lie, Aaliyah did real good on this. she sure was tryna make me go broke though.." "worth every cent, cuz you look fine as hell with them faux locs." "miles." "im just saying, mami, your hair, like.. lord have mercy." "miles!" "my fault, i ain't lying though."

when your hair’s all natural, he loves to watching you style your hair for school, events, etc.

one time you let him style your hair, and you couldn’t even lie, it actually looked pretty good.

“these edges.. how do y'all do this shit every day?” “miles, baby, it ain’t that hard. look, lemme show you.”

you had to show him a quick tiktok tut on how to do edges, took him 2 videos before he got it 😭

“see that? like a c shape, and swoop it.” “..like this?” “yeah! you gotta do that like, 4 more times though.” “ay, dios mio. (oh my God). Mama, i ain’t doing allat.”

and wash day? his absolute favorite.

(short drabble ahead!)

Good Days by SZA played from Miles' speaker, blasting in the background, the gentle splashes of the warm water from the shower onto your curls.

You relaxed, your head leaning back further into the bathtub, your lover grabbing your scalp massager and rubbing it into your scalp carefully, shampoo mixed in, the rest of your products on the end corner of your bathtub.

"Ma, you know you really needed this wash. Your hair was tangled as shit, like a lion or sum.” he says, laughing halfway through his sentence. You scoff at him jokingly, "Miles, when you have hair as long and thick as mine, you can violate my hair."

Miles protested, adding the conditioner to your hair, setting your scalp massager aside. "Baby, my hair is basically almost as long as yours."

"Yeah, almost." you spoke, putting your fingers up to his face in pinching motion, the gems on your acrylics just an inch close to touching his nose, a grin on your face. He backed up, pushing your hands out of his face, continuing your wash routine. "Princesa, lemme finish washing yo hair without your hands all up in my face."

About 3 and a half hours later, your hair was washed and in overnight twists with your bonnet on. You laid with Miles in your bed, legs on top of each others, tired.

"Y'know, you actually good at dealin' wit my hair." you spoke, giving Miles a kiss on his forehead. “When you got a mama like mine, you pretty much have to.” Miles chuckled, shaking his head. “You should let me do it more often.” You smiled in response.

He buried his head into the crook of your neck, slowly dozing off by the way you'd play with the silk of his durag. "I love you Miles."

He mumbled words once again into your neck, half asleep, but you knew what he said.

"I love you more, mi vida."

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[baby-dr1ver]

Carlos Sainz one shot "Wait, the tears are good tears"

this ones a little shorter, but super fluffy none the less

Your night was finally coming to a close. Carlos was home, snuggled in bed, you sat next to him finishing your skin care while watching your tv show. You could see him watching you out of the corner of you eye, his big brown eyes peered up at you. His hand laid on your knee, rubbing up your thigh, around to your back, and right back down. He wasn’t even really paying attention to what you were saying, he just loved watching the passion on your face when you explained your hyper fixation. He loved the feeling of your skin under his fingers, and how he couldn’t imagine being up at 1 am after a race, belly full of food, watching someone do their skincare, with anyone but you. 

“Yeah, and it doesn’t make sense why they’d even let him-”

“Marry me”

Your neck all but snapped as you turned to face him. “What?”

He smiled, walking over to his bag to pluck a small box from it and sat down next to you. He opened the box and you gasped, your hands immediately came to your face to try and stop your tears. “Marry me, please?” You couldn’t help it, when he asked so sweetly, the tears came and never stopped. 

“Oh Carlos, mi alma..” 

The panic in his eyes was evident. “Do you not want to? I’m so sorry i thought maybe-or do you not like the ring? Aye, I told Lando it wasn’t big enough. And now I’ve made you cry, dios mios. Baby please don’t cry.” He pleaded, his hands came up to cradle your face. 

“No no! I’m sorry baby, these are happy tears I promise!” He laughed as he grabbed the ring again. “Y/N, luz de mi vida, I’ve never loved someone the way I love you. I don’t think I ever will. Will you do the honors in marrying me?” 

You let out a choked sob, “I’ve been waiting for you to ask me this since our second date, claro que me caso contigo mi chile”

[atvace]

Lady Dior and the Seven Dilfs

Chapter 9: Arrive and Ride

Masterlist

Warning: sex

The sound of the plane landing finally becomes music to everyone's ear. the ass of the plane opens up revealing a few cars and new people you're not familiar with. Let's talk about you, who wouldn't be in shock after getting edged by your lieutenant's knee? yes, that's it. that is the reason why you've been SLIGHTLY quiet for the rest of the ride. But a girl had to be honest, you want more than that.

Soap and Ghost walked towards an athletic man and greeted each other, "Alejandro!" He smiled, "Sergeant Mactavish." The guy looked like in his mid-30s, had a Mexican accent. from afar, You could see he has a wide forehead, a perfectly balanced sharp nose, keen sharp eyes with perfect jawline. his shoulders are broad. he had those compression shirts beneath his vest which made you melt staring at his bicep is well seen. his haircut, God his haircut is perfectly aligned with the shape of his head. you wanna ride-

"Dior!" Soap's calling dragged your senses out of the daydream. You shyly reveal yourself to the sun and walk towards the others. Alejandro has his eyes locked on your figure as you walk by. "This is Dior, a new re-" "Assigned FBI." You smiled at Alejandro and lent out your hand. "Ay, ¹Dios Mio. Nice to meet you, ²cielita." He locks eye contact with you, softly accepting your hand kissing your knuckle like a gentleman. "I am pleasured too, ³señor." You smiled at him.

You deducted him deeper in up close. you could smell his bergamot musky scent, his eyes is brown but turns amber when hit by sunlight. His hair is neatly combed and his hands are veiny. you wonder how they feel when it's playing your cli-

Alejandro chuckles and lets go of your hand slowly before looking over to Ghost. "Lieutenant! Laswell says they call you Ghost."

Soap pointed his thumb to Ghost and laughed, "Actually, I think he prefers to be called-" "That'll do." Ghost cuts Soap off. which made you raised your eyebrow. Huh, you do in fact had any no idea about Ghost's whereabouts except him being british, tea person, ginger biscuit and all.

He gestured the three of you to follow him. "Welcome to City of Souls." He exposes his cheeky smile while walking towards his truck. Soap looked around at the military activity thats going on around them, "I've never been to Mexico." Alejandro raises his eyebrow at his remarks.

"This isn't Mexico, this is Las Almas." He raises his hand showing a few green hills from the distance. "Shepherd's contractors are inbound to reinforce. They're bringing hardware. It'll need a room." Ghost looked over Alejandro. "Relajar Hermano, my base is your base." The Mexican man stops in front of his car.

"Good, now Where can we know anything about the missile?" Ghost asked again. "Cartel safe house. We'll talk about that in my base, hermano." He opened the door and lent his hand to you. "Ladies first, please." He smiles at you softly. "⁴Gracias, el señor." You blow a kiss to him as you enter the car.

Soap got around the car and entered by your left side as Ghost on your right side. there was a driver already inside whilst Alejandro giving orders before entering the shotgun of the car. The air in Las Almas was a little less polluted than in Los Angeles back in your FBI days. you had no trouble settling in the environment hence you're quite used to it.

"This is my second in command, Sergeant Major Rodolfo Parra," He looks at the three of you from the rear mirror. "Ola, señor." You cooed and Rodolfo smiled at you. "⁵tengo miedo de los fantasmas" Rodolfo said quickly shifting his gaze to Ale.

You snorted to yourself and felt Soap and Ghost's eyes on you, "Ah, 'm sorry." you rubbed your eye. Alejandro pursed his lips and looked back at Soap, "You know Spanish?"

"Uhh, no." "No." Soap and Ghost answered. "Well, a green bird taught me how to form a word or two." You shrugged. He laughs softly and puts on his seatbelt, "You'll manage." And by that, Rodolfo pulls up to the destination.

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You were enjoying watching the scenery that extends in the mirror of the car watching small shops, flower shops, little cafes, and restaurants that you passed by. but eventually, you got a little tired of keeping your head to yourself trying not to lean to either of the men by your side.

Soap notices your little gesture of uncomfiness and slides his rifle to the other side of his legs so it won't bug you, "You can lay your head on my shoulder if your neck is sore, Dior." He softly said to you. Ghost bit the inside of his cheek while side-eyeing the two of you.

"Oh, no no no. the cielita can use this." Alejandro opens and rummages the inside of his car dashboard quickly. You tilt your head in curiosity and perk up when he reveals a pink Hello Kitty neck pillow. Your heart instantly melts and you reach it from his hand.

"Alejandro, this is so cute," you wore it around your neck and closed your eyes. "Fluffy too.. Thank you so much." You squeezed the pillow as Alejandro chuckled. "I got that from gift exchanging. Los Vaqueros does that every time we celebrate an achievement." He leaned back to his seat.

Soap patted your head before looking back at the window. His pupils constricted at the sight of a white carry truck with 4 men holding guns. His palm grasped at his own rifle and looked straight at the 'target'.

"White truck, four armed in the back-" Alejandro quickly tilt to Soap, "Ay, hey- ⁶tranquilo." He held his palm as Soap let go of his rifle again. "Easy... that's normal here." He said leaning back to his seat.

You were looking at Soap's sudden tension and then back to Alejandro. "Guns on the streets are jurisdiction of the police. " He marked, "Where are the police?" Ghost asked.

Alejandro clears his throat, "Well, Las Almas has a very serious problem. There are few here to uphold the law and many of those who resist corruption..." Ghost looks at Alejandro, "... disappear." He ends.

You look at Soap, "What about the military?" He asked. "Well, because we are well-trained, soldiers are recruited by the narcos." Alejandro rested his head watching the streets. "Why not you?"

Ghost's question made you and Soap glared at him. Even Rodolfo sighed in defeat whilst Alejandro tried not to smile, "We grew up here. They call us Los Vaqueros...cowboys." You raised your eyebrow at his answer.

"Save a horse, ride a cowboy." You said in a relaxed tone. now they're glaring at you but Alejandro nervously rubbed his forehead, "I like you, cielita."

A few minutes went by, your group found themselves waiting for a red light. On the other side of the road, there was a mother and a kid buying balloons with someone holding a gun beside them. Ghost and Soap exchanged looks, "Kids, guns, and balloons.."

"That's a new one," You replied at Soap's remark. "⁷Narcos use generosity to win over the people," Alejandro cooed in. "Even the children?" Soap raised one of his eyebrows. "Especially the children." Rodolfo continued.

Another red light made Rodolfo stop the car. You peered over to Ghost's side of the window and gagged after seeing a dead body being covered with written white cloth, smeared red with blood. "Jesus, what the fuck is that." Ghost looks down on you, 'She tortures people with her heels but gags at a covered dead body...' he thought.

"Narcomantas." Alejandro shortly replied, "Cartel Cloths." Rodolfo translates. "Messages from El Sim Nombre, warnings, marking territory." You saw another narcomantas as they passed by, "Our streets are laced with death." Alejandro narrates.

"Whose El Sin Nombre?" Ghost looks at Alejandro from the rear mirror. "El Sin Nombre, The Nameless. leader of Las Almas Cartel." He replied while biting his lips, looking at the huge beautiful graffiti saying 'EL SIN NOMBRE'

"Where can we find him?" Soap tilts his head. "...or her?" You pursed your lips, poking the neck pillow. "You can't. No one knows who they are but they are everywhere." Alejandro said whilst Rodolfo nodded in agreement. "Is this person an individual?" You raised your eyebrow. "Perhaps, we still never know because they're everywhere." He shrugged.

"And that is a challenge. Los Vaqueros loves challenges!" Alejandro snickered and gazed at Ghost from the rear mirror. "With your mask, you'll fit in well here, Ghost." He finishes. but as he said that, you saw Soap doing the 'cut it out' hand gesture. which made you knit your eyebrow at the sudden awkward pause. you tilt your head to Ghost who now has his eyes down to his knee.

'Ghost's mask is a sensitive topic, no good.' you thought to yourself.

Rodolfo slowed the car down watching a road blockage just a few ahead of them. Alejandro seemed frowned at the sight but he gestured to take a turn, "Military checkpoint. Turn right, don't engage them." He ordered. "Yes sir." You watched a few civilians being stopped by the military.

"Why?" Soap looked out of his window, "Some troops are in the pocket of El Sin Nombre. Like I told you, they're everywhere." Alejandro explains again. "My resources is still finding clues and intels regarding of El Sin Nombre. let's hope they found something important."

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Settling into Alejandro's base, he said it was sectioned into multiple buildings to make it slightly more private. You walked towards the light spacious hallway that connects the kitchen and the meeting room. You saw your duffle bag already gently placed on top of your bed. "Finally, inner peace..." You mumbled before falling into the soft mattress. "Dior? This is Rodolfo. Colonel Alejandro wants us to regroup in the meeting room." He knocked on your door softly which made you irritatedly punch the bed. "Ay, coño." You mumbled while getting up again, "Coming!"

You got out of your room with an unpleasant mood, as Soap walked towards you with a small metal box in his hand. You were a bit puzzled about his gesture, "Could you brew this for Ghost? I think he had a car sick." He said in a concerned tone. You held back your laugh, "the lieutenant? Car sick? What is he, five?" You took the metal box and made your way to the kitchen with him.

"Aye, I used to get car sick too in my early 20s." Soap filled the kettle pot with tap water and placed it into the stove, "He's in his early 30s? I thought he joined the military earlier than all of us combined." You furiously tapped your foot to the floor. "Let's not be mean to him, poor guy went through a lot." He turned the stove in.

You scoffed and cackled at his statement because hell if he knew what Ghost did to you whilst he was deep asleep, he would had a stroke on the floor. "Soap, what do you think about him." You watched him lean to the counter next to you. "Ghost? well, he's serious all the time. You know it." He shrugged and playfully tapped his finger to the counter.

"I mean, I've been here for less than a week. people be 'Ghost is scary, Ghost is this, Ghost is that' and I wouldn't find him scary at all" You rub the back of your head. "He's goofy, trust me. Whenever we went to a bar, He would be there just to eat the peanuts." You tilt your head slowly to Soap and scoff in laughter. "What?" "You heard me right. I bought a bag of peanuts as a joke once and he ate them all in the base." He smiled at your reaction.

"You hate Graves, why" Soap looks down on you with a cheeky smile. "Thought I told you already." You fiddled your finger to Ghost's metal box of tea. "That was Shepherd," You parted your mouth into an 'Ooh'.

"He's American." You stated coldly.

"Dior, you're from Los Angeles."

the two of you paused for a few moments before letting out a muffled laughter. "Could you tell me a little about LA?" He leaned closer to you, "Well, It's twice more chaotic than New York. gamblers everywhere, drugs are illegally normalized, and so many kidnapping cases. It's wild crazy but I managed." You shrugged yourself, "I had a...colleague, once." Your voice faded a little lower. "She was detecting...some kind of illegal explosives transaction. It's in Chicago but one of the parties was in LA." Your gaze falls to the floor.

"...She was ambushed." You muttered but still loud enough for Soap to hear. "Could've saved her if only I was tall enough to climb a certain window. I was wearing flat combat boots that time, I haven't worn any heels to work." You weakly looked up at Soap who softened at your story.

"And since then I learned how to run, jump, and even kill people with my heels." Your eyes sharpen. "Was underestimated, but those people are six feet under now." You bit your lip and looked up at Soap, "Am I talking too much? I'm so sorry-" "Dior, it's okay." Soap rested his hand on your head, giving you a gentle pat.

"I'm sorry for your loss, must be...hard for you." He smiled at you softly. "I think doing those.. stuff in heels must be hurt. and you defeating me and the others back in that field showed enough that you are capable of being who you are right now. I think your...colleague would be proud of you, right now." Your eyes moisten a little at his comforting remark. you laughed it off softly at the comfortable moment he built for you.

He's right, no matter how the demotion has taken a chunk of your mental, you're still as perfect as you were back then. you should be proud of how far you've become. Losing or missing a piece along the way might hurt you, but one day you'll find a bigger brick to build yourself even better.

As you two were locking eye contact, out of a sudden you both screamed in terror when the bakelite top bead flung into the air from the overheated kettle pot, hitting the hanging lamp and dropping right in front of your foot. You jumped to the counter as Soap quickly turned the stove off preventing boiling water from splashing all over the stove.

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"And with that being said, does anybody have any question?" Alejandro turned his tablet off as Rodolfo turned the projector off and stood behind Alejandro. Soap shrugged whilst Ghost was just sitting in the corner and you were doodling random drawings in your notebook. "I think that's enough. All we had to do was wait for your intel, no?" You raised your eyebrow. "Correct, I think they should be back by tomorrow before sunrise." He sat on his seat, sipping coffee. There was a slight silence before you realized something.

"Soap do you remember when we tried to eavesdrop Price-" "Captain..." Soap sipped on his Gatorade. "...I mean, Captain Price." You bit your lip in regret, "I overheard missiles were from Russians." Alejandro raised his gaze at you. "Your point is?" Soap smiles at you, he likes it when you get into critical thinking. "...Ghobrani was talking with Russians when Ghost marked him off with the missile that Graves drove..?"

You created a staring contest between Rodolfo, Alejandro, Soap, and you. Alejandro re-opened his note and cleared his throat, "Ghost what do you know?" Everyone gazes at him wearing sunglasses and a cup of tea in his hand that you brewed for him earlier. "Is he...asleep?" You held your chest in concerned. "Nah... I'm pretty sure he's dead."

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The night washes over the sky, your laptop clock shows '22:13'. you rolled over your bed with a slik light green robe to find a working comfort food. the good 'ol American mac n cheese. your mini mission is simple; sneak to the kitchen, use the microwave, leave. then you can continue to watch Scream Queens in your tab. And that's when it hit you. "This is the best idea I've ever had in my entire life!"

That's the worst idea you ever had in your entire life. You spat out the warm mac n cheese out of your mouth to the trash bin, wiping your lips with a tissue. it tastes unpleasantly weird. you figured that it tastes like that because it's been in your bag for nearly 3 days, it probably got soaked or expired. You washed your dishes after throwing away all the remaining mac n cheese.

"Cielita, why are you awake?" Alejandro walked passed you and rested his palms to the top of your head. "I uh, I'm sorry for using your kitchen without your permission. I craved something out of the sudden..." You looked up at him while turning off the sink. "Instead of asking for my permission for the cocina, could've ask me for food instead," He ripped out a napkin and took your hand. gently drying it from the water.

you watched his hand brushing against yours with the dry napkin as a barrier, he then toss it to the trash. "Let me show you a comfort food my mama used to cook." He smiled at you.

God, you're melting to his words. Hes the finest act-of-service man you could ever imagine God has created. You watched him going through his kitchen cupboard taking out a few ingredients.

olive oil, conchas, tomato sauce, parmesran and 2 jars that you're unsure of the content inside. "What's in this?" you pointed at it whilst he was heating up the pan. "The green one is jalapeño, exotic spices and his friends," He tapped the other jar with yellowish liquid inside. "This one is chicken broth with blackpepper, red pepper flakes, and dried oregano." he explains.

"I have my sopita salsas half-ready in the fridge for moments like this." He gave you a cheeky smile. You watched him closely. heating the oil into the pan, adding the shell pasta in, pouring a cup of water and waiting for the pasta to soften. "You wanna watch closer here, cielita?" He patted the empty kitchen counter. You pursed your lips into a thin smile and walked towards him.

You did what he said, sitting in the kitchen counter watching him cook. you could smell the jalapeño doing God's work into the pasta. you felt guilty that he heard your stomach growling.

After a few minutes in, he poured in the chicken broth and let your stir it. "Smells good doesn't it cariño?" He rested his hand to your thigh watching you taking a good sniff of the soup with the wooden spoon. "Yeah, it does." You put down the spoon and stir it gently.

"I think it's ready for the tomato sauce." He effortlessly opened the canned red sauce and began pouring it gently before continuing stir. When the soup formed, You took a smaller spoon and took a small amount of the soup, blowing it gently to cool off before tasting it. "...I think it needs garlic?" He raises his eyebrow before taking your spoon and licking it himself. Your face blushed fifty shades of red as he hummed to himself, "Must agree, I'll get the cloves."

After a few minutes of brewing, he decided to turn off the stove and let you taste it first. "Have a bite." He took smile pieces from the pan with a spoon, aiming it at you. Smiling in excitement, you leaned and blew the hot pasta from the spoon he held for you.

After chewing and shifting the pasta around your mouth for a good moment, you raised your eyebrow in surprise, "It's flavorful but in a good way, wow you're a good cook." He laughs at your compliment, "And a good cowboy." He quickly turned the stove off and shifted away to get the bowls.

You'd be lying if you say you're not flustered. He knew how to scoop your heart once in a while. "Come, have a seat." He dragged the chair for you.

He lit up a scented candle and lit it, "Is this some kind of a candle-lit dinner?" You smiled at him settling down to his seat across from you. "Now that you find it that way, then consider it as a yes." His sharp eyes soften every time he sees you.

You both ate the warm sopita in silence. It was a comfortable atmosphere, you two enjoyed each other's company. A few times whenever you took a bite, he could've sworn he saw a star being born in your orbs. the way you hummed and glinted a smile at his food, softened his heart.

"You like it, cielita?" He looked down at his bowl, "If I don't, I wouldn't be here. Honestly, I never expected someone like you to...cook. I thought you were the take-out kind of guy despite all the military stuff" You scooped up the pasta to your spoon again. "Well, no offense. I went through military too." He raised one eyebrow and chuckled.

"I aspire to be a good son for my mama. That is why I started to learn how to cook for her every time she's too sick to cook." God, something about this man is drawing you in. You should ask him what kind of hex he's using on you because it's damn well working. "Your mom must be proud of herself to have someone like you as her son," You smiled softly and picked up a spoonful of the food you both made.

He clicked his tongue in annoyance before realizing he hadn't prepared a drink. "Is there any preferred drink you'd like to have? Forgive me, I got carried away." He finished his food and got up. "Honestly, I don't mind anything." You ate the last few remains of the sopita in your bowl. "Wine?" He opened a fridge with multiple bottles that worth hundreds. "Red, would probably do..." You took your bowl and stood from the chair.

"Ay, no no no. You don't do this." He stops you while taking your bowl out of your hand. "Sit, princessa. let me serve you."

You are MELTING like an iced slushie under a hot summer in Florida. Watching his athletic figure swaying in the kitchen back and forth, his back muscles and bicep are wrapped nicely in a black collared shirt he is wearing with the sleeve rolled to his elbow. If he's giving you these gentleman treatments again, you're definitely folding.

Popping the bottle and pouring it to the glass, he places it down for you and one for him. You both clink the wine glass. After spinning it slowly and smelling the scent, you look at him with a glinting smile. "Chåteau Camou?" He raised his glass to you and sipped, "You know your drink."

"Well, I must." You laughed and shrugged it. He examined you for a few moments, giving a pause for a few minutes. You looked up at his eyes gazing deeply to you. his eyebrow is intimidating. at this point, it seemed like a staring contest, but you don't really mind. You like the way he looks, he's deadass a hot Mexican.

"Stop looking at me like that," You chuckled and leaned to the seat. "Like what?" He smirked and took another sip of his wine. "Like you want to have sex with me." You hid your smile by biting the tip of your thumb.

His smirk slowly turned into a cheeky smile, flashing you with his teeth. He laughed and rubbed his forehead, "Ride a cowboy to save a horse? how about you come sit here and we'll see where we going." He shifted his knee and tapped his thighs. You're fearless, You've got nothing to worry. It's not like he means his word anyway.

You got up from your seat and walked slowly towards him, watching his veiny hands slithering his knee up to his thigh. You bit your bottom lip and lend out your hand, he held it softly and pull you gently towards him. You sat in his lap as he places your hand to his chest.

"Eager, are we." He whispered as you leaned closer. You brushed your nose close to his cheek, breathing softly to his touch. you rammed your fingertips from his chest up to his neck, he tilts his head to you and stare. He has a brown dimming eye, the way his warm breath surfaced to your chest and neck sent electric down your spine. He grinned and placed his thumb on your chin.

There was a heavy tension between the concerning amount of space you two had. He wanted to lean closer but you kept on teasing him by dodging his lips away from you. He grunted before getting a hold of your jaw, "Stop moving, ⁸niñita."

"Make me, papi." That snapped something inside of him.

He gripped your ass, getting off the chair and carried you whilst you wrapped your legs around his waist. with no waiting, he bit your neck devouring every spot exposed. You whimpered at the pleasure hes giving whilst he still carried you with his other hand in the back of your head, stilling it so he could get a taste of you.

walking towards his presumably his room, he pushed open the door with one leg and locked it. He shifts his mouth and bites to your chest making you whine, gripping his broad shoulder like there's no tomorrow.

"You asked for it, cielita." He whispered to your ear, dropping you to his bed before kissing you passionately. you slithered your hand around his chest, up to his shoulder and bicep, feeling every single one of his body heat against yours.

nibbling your bottom lip furiously, he unbuttoned his shirt and left his chest exposed. Your abdomen and his brushing against one and another, stroking you dry but enough to make your panties damp. "Holy shit-" you pulled away from his kiss. "May I?" He tugged the ribbon that ties your body to the robe. "Only if you can make me cum." You pinched his cheek and he gave you a smug laugh.

"Bet." He pulled it off and witnessed a goddess in her lingerie, "Like what you're seeing?" You smirked at his parted lips. "The 141 has been keeping this treasure all to themself, ⁹no lo hacen?" He chuckled while tugging the vibrant color of your panties.

taking his time, Alejandro snucked his nose to your briefs, taking a deep breath to get ahold of your scent. you yelped when he slid his index into the entrance of your folds. "¹⁰huele tan bien, cielito." You raised your eyebrow and chuckled, "Nah, they don't...touch me. I mean Ghost did but not this far." you admitted. You saw his eyes rising from your thighs in surprise. "Then let me give you what Ghost didn't, no?"

He finally lifted the lace before devouring you down to his bed, flicking your clit and gripping your inner thighs defensively. You gasped softly at his moves and muffled groan. "Dios, ¹¹sabes tan dulce." He muttered beneath you.

Impatiently, he yanked your panties away and gruesomely polished your entrance. he stretched your folds with his finger, sucking you inside out while you tugged his hair holding back your moans.

His hitched breath brushed against your sensitive clit which made you feel a knot building up in your stomach. he pushed himself deeper as your release melted against his face.

"¹²Chica come so easily, hm?" He got up licking your remaining sweet sextillion-dollar fluid. "I bet you come easily too, papi." You smirked under him. His lips slowly pursed into a smug smirk, "¹³Ay coño, you don't know what you signed up for." He quickly unbuckled his belt, pulling it away from his pants before pushing both of your wrists down the mattress.

"What are you-" Your words were cut off when he flipped you over and tied your wrist down with his belt. "Let's see how far ¹⁴puedes ir." He slids his thumb to your entrance as you whined into the mattress. You could feel him taking off his pants but every time you tried to peek, he would grab you by the jaw and make you look front.

"No peeking, princesa. Let me.." 'SLAP' He spanked your entrance followed by your loud moan. arching your back enough, you could feel his tip trying to fit into your trench. "¹⁵Preparar, cielita." He pushed it in which made your ass slightly vibrated. "Fucking hell- It won't fit." you whimpered trying your best to keep your knees up.

"Really?" He smirked and pushed more of his length in, "Jesus- Please tell me tha' all- Oh Lord." You whimpered between your moan, feeling so stretched from the inside. "That was just half, ¹⁶hermosa." He pushed his length in again. "This is full."

You let out the loudest, softest moan you could ever let out. Alejandro was triumphant witnessing that. He kissed your shoulder and placed his hand on your lower stomach, circling it between. "You feel this bulge, ¹⁷cariño? you're tightening around me..." He pulled out half of his length and pushed it back slowly, grunting every few moments.

You rolled your eyes to the back of your head feeling high up in the sky, whilst he filled the void of your insides so slowly and rhythmic. "Faster, papi." His eyes widened. "Say again, ¹⁸belleza?" He stops with his whole length inside. "I said, Fas-"

He pulls out and slams himself into your cervix mercilessly. You had to gawk out a messy moan while feeling him holding back your tied wrist, bullying your insides wildly. The sound of wet skin slapping at each other filled the room, the way you felt ecstasy and a knot building inside you had gone dumbfoundedly filthy.

As he thrusts into you like a little fuck toy, you couldn't see shit. you were buried into the mattress deeply, feeling yourself overstimulated to the point where you couldn't tell if you had came or not. He fucks you so good you turned dumb at this point.

"¹⁹ven aqui, guapa." He flipped you over and pinned your wrist above your head. Now you're seeing the beautiful man above you, fucking you with your legs above his shoulders. His sweat forming around his forehead, the way he grunted and his ears turning red. you loved the way his abs and abdomen moved and smashed against you.

"This is what you longed for, cariño? this is what the ²⁰maravillo Ghost can't give you? let me show que hombres de verdad looked like."

He kissed your mouth while fucking you like a whore, squeezing your blowsy breast that peeked out of your bra. You let go of the sloppy kiss and moaned uncontrollably. "Ah, 'm gonna come."

"Then fucking come for me, mami." He whispered and bit your earlobe which made you feel tingles. He thrusted in you, slamming your insides a few times before you let out another loud lament as your juices came out. He pulled out and dunked his 7-inches to your stomach being proud his sword had weakened you, letting his thick vanilla ooze around your stomach and hips.

You breathed out heavily, feeling so much emotions penting up in your head and sex. He chuckled before leaning down on you to take his belt off your wrist. feeling freed, you closed your eyes and bit your lip. "Wow.", He places his forehead to your knee, planting soft little kisses around you before looking up at your gaze. "Wow?" He smiled.

You tilt your head to his bedside, looking at the digital clock that drew at 2.30 am. he noticed this and layed beside you, not forgetting to give you a peck on the lips and forehead. "Rest?" He spooned you from behind. "Rest." You smiled weakly.

"I'll wake you up in an hour and half so we have enough time to clean up, como suena eso, chica?" He presses his nose to the back of your hair and wraps his hands along your waist. "²¹si si..." Your head was too high in the clouds to translate any words outside English.

As the moonlight shines through his dark curtains, you and Alejandro were sound asleep. enjoying each other's company, one and another. Clearly unaware of someone hearing you moaning a little too loud.

some spanish translation 101໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১

(forgive if I got some wrong)

~ Relax - Relajar

~ How does that sound - como suena eso

~ What real men - Que hombres de verdad

1. Oh God - Dios mio

2. Sweetie - Cielita

3. Sir - Señor

4. Thank You - Gracias

5. I'm scared of (him) Ghost - Tengo miedo de los fantasmas

6. Easy (calm down) - tranquilo

7. drug trafficker - Narcos

8. little girl - Niñita

9. dont they - no lo hacen

10. smells so good - huele tan bien

11. taste so sweet - sabes tan dulce

12. (beautiful) girl - chica

13. oh fuck - ay coño

14. (this) can go - puedes ir

15. prepare - preparan

16. beautiful - hermosa

17. dear - cariño

18. beauty - belleza

19. come here beautiful - ven aqui guapa

20. marvelous (masculine) - maravillo

21. yes yes - si si

[changingplumbob]

New Goth Household: Chapter 2, Part 3

Alexander was sick the day before Halloween. It's not often just one person in the household gets sick… The house hosts a Halloween party and Keira is ready to let Marta know how she feels.

Before the party everyone finishes off their projects to excellent standard, ready to present later. Harvey has stopped by to make sure James won't let Keira's younger teen brother Reece and his friends in. James assures him he has no intention of letting minors in when juice is served.

Keira comes from a premade family and it took me forever to spell her name right. That's why I'm happy that for Halloween this geek can dress up as Qi'ra from Solo. Another woman whose name is pronounced the same but spelled completely differently. Kiera, Kira, Kyra, Keera the variants never stop.

Household picture before the party starts. I must say, the party, not what I envisioned. You'll see but it's an example of "Man plans, god laughs". To equate it "watcher plans, game code laughs".

James had a headache so I sent him for a nap before dinner.

Alexander: What are you dressed as

Joey: Rich lord, ladies love them

Keira: News to me

Joey: You're a lesbian, you don't count

Alexander: It just seems very conservative for you

Joey: Skinny doesn't lend itself to topless costumes

Keira: Ah

Joey: Yo James, you feeling better

James: A little bit

Alexander: Tell me if you need to lie down, please

James: I will. What are you doing Keira

Keira: Me? Just making sure Marta has the address

Joey: I take from your smile she's not straight

Keira: Could be bi, could be pan, but I have a chance

Alexander: Will you be okay with the crowd

Keira: Isn't it just high school friends

Joey: I may have flicked a few extra ladies the invite

Keira: How many are we talking

Alexander: Don't worry about them. Focus on Marta. Let her know how you feel

Keira: I'll try, really I will, just crowds

Joey: Soz

Alexander and the juice keg meet again. Last time didn't go so well, but this is the reward keg from their last party. It'll be... okay, no, it's gone everywhere. Bouncing back from the failure Alexander tries again. Success! We have a working keg. But we also hired a bartender to be safe.

James: Hey love, is everything- woah!

Alexander: Ready for a brilliant night? Yes it is. Come here

Keira meanwhile has had her nerves take a turn. She's now seeing a few stars here and there. Deciding to do her best to ignore this emerging headache she gets started on the juice.

The party begins and the guests start arriving. Most of the buddies from high school got the costume memo but other young adults have just shown up in party outfits, ready for a good time. The mixologist showed up so that's a positive for a sims event.

Keira: Hey Mar- Ah

Marta: Ay dios mio, are you okay Keira

Keira: Yes, I'm fine, I'm fine. Your costume-

Marta: Have you met Dolores?

The two share a laugh.

Marta: Who are you

Keira: Qi'ra

Marta: Huh?

Keira: It's a Star Wars pun. It's pronounced the same but spelled different

Keira: Maybe sometime we can watch the films

Marta: That sounds fun. Are you sure you're all right?

Keira: It's just a headache, shouldn't be contagious or anything

Marta: You know what I've HEARD makes you feel better

Keira: An arepa?

Marta: *laughs* comforting hugs

Keira: Thanks Marta

Marta: I also brought you a gift

Keira: You did

Marta produces a rose.

Keira: A rose? Oh it's beautiful

Marta: A beautiful rose for a beautiful carino

Keira: I don't know that word

Marta: Maybe I'll teach it to you someday

Keira: I'd like that. Very much

Marta's smile lifts Keira's courage.

Keira: Care to duet with me

Marta: I thought you didn't like crowds

Keira: What crowd? I only see you

The two flick through the catalogue and pick Meant To Be by Marta's favourite singer Bebe Rexha. The two begin and Keira feels her worries begin to float away.

🎵No need to go nowhere fast Let's enjoy right here where we at🎶 🎵Who knows where this road is supposed to lead We got nothing but time🎶 🎵As long as you're right here next to me Everything's gonna be alright🎶 🎵If it's meant to be, it'll be, it'll be Baby, just let it be🎶

Alexander: James, are you okay

James: My head is pounding

Alexander: Lets go to bed

James: No love, we've not danced together yet

Alexander: Fine. One dance then we're going right to bed

James: Does that make us bad hosts

Alexander: I don't care, I just care about you

James: How did I get so lucky

Keira starts to realise it's not just that her worries are floating away, she's getting light headed. She figures it's just the juice and carries on.

🎵Whoa, hold up, girl, don't you know you're beautiful? And it's easy to see🎶 🎵If it's meant to be, it'll be, it'll be Baby, just let it be🎶

Joey meanwhile is noticing some lingering glances from one of the guests he's invited. She's an unattached blonde and he wonders if she might like to take things upstairs. He puts on his best fake English accent and goes for it.

🎵So, come on, ride with me, ride with me See where this thing goes🎶 🎵So, come on, ride with me, ride with me Baby, if it's meant to be🎶 🎶Maybe we do🎵 🎶Maybe we don't🎵 🎶Maybe we will🎵 🎶Maybe we won't🎵 🎵But if it's meant to be, it'll be, it'll be Baby, just let it be🎶

The girls finish to scattered applause that rings in Keira's ears as she goes from light headed to somewhat delirious.

Keira: You sounded lovely

Marta: Ay dios mio, you're covered in swirls

Keira: I do feel pretty swirly, and stary

Marta: You need rest

Keira: No, tonight is meant to be fun

Marta: It has been

Keira: But I don't want you to leave

Marta: I won't but the rest of your roommates have disappeared. You don't mind if I kick everyone else out

Keira: Kick, kick, I kick a soccer ball very well

Marta: Go upstairs and change, I'll make some tea

Keira: T is a letter

Marta: It is, now go

Keira: You're so sweet, like sweet tea

Marta: Go on

Keira: I am no longer Qi'ra, I'm Keira, ta da

Marta: *chuckles* so I see, the tea will just be a minute

Keira: I didn't know we even had a tea kettle

Marta: I dug through the cupboards

Keira: Huh. This place is so massive

Marta: It is very large

Keira: Guys and their sizes pfft

Marta: Sit down before you fall over, I'll bring the tea

Keira: Thank you. How do you say that in Spanish

Marta: Gracias

Keira: Gra-ci-as. Gracias Marta

Marta: Drink up, the tea will help

Keira: Then what

Marta: Then you sleep

Keira: No! Why? We're having fun

Marta: When we have some real fun you'll want to remember it

Keira: Do I sound drunk or is that just in my head? I'm sure I only had 1 cup of juice

Marta: Get in bed carino

Keira: Thank you, gracias, for looking after me

Marta: No problem, now sleep

Keira: But I want to talk

Marta: We'll talk when you're feeling like you and I'm not looking like Dolores

Keira: Promise

Marta: Promise carino

Marta settles at the computer while she waits for Keira to fall asleep. When she's sure Keira is sleeping restfully, she leaves, but places the rose in a vase first. That way Keira can have her memory jogged in the morning.

Previous Part ... Next Part

[phantomdoofer]

Bulldozer

WHAM

The other boy went flying as Peppino quickly pulled up from his charge. As he landed, Peppino blanched. Oh Mio Dio, I think I killed him!

Peppino quickly ran up to him and crouched. "Julio! Julio, are you OK?"

Julio's eyes were a little crossed. "Madre de dios, Pep, was that you or did a truck show up?" He tried to sit up, his eyes wobbled, and he flopped back down.

Peppino was in a panic. "I didn't-a mean to hit you that-a hard! I'm-a so sorry!" He did a little dance on the spot, trying to decide whether to stay there or go get help.

All the other kids were standing around, looking stunned. "Damn, Pep, I never saw you run like that," another one, an ogre named Rico, said. "You just sorta... took off. You had this wild look in your eyes!"

Peppino looked around, and the other kids nodded and muttered. Oh no, he thought, are they going to run me off now? Peppino had never had many friends, but playing street football was one of the few things they all enjoyed together. They'd been doing it since they were very small, and Peppino, while a bit clumsy, was stout, and was always an early pick. Now he was sure they would be terrified of him.

Finally Julio stood up. "Ay, amigo, did either of your parents have any powers? My Papi said sometimes they don't turn up until we hit puberty."

Peppino thought about it. I know Mama is very strong. Did Papa have some sort of power? "I... don't-a know," he said. "I'll have-a to ask."

Julio patted Peppino on the back. "Don't worry about it, amigo. Just, uh, don't try to run at me so fast next time, eh? Come on, it's getting dark, let's finish this game up!"

~~~~

Peppino opened the door to their apartment, looking pensive. He'd almost ran someone over a couple of times as the game went on - he would just suddenly accelerate. This time he'd managed to stop, at least, but eventually he'd benched himself, afraid he'd actually hurt someone.

Margherita looked up at him. "There you are, ragazzo! Come, dinner is ready, and I know a boy your age is always hungry." She smiled slyly. "You'll be a man soon enough, my little polpetta." She pinched his cheek.

He flinched away, but he smiled. "Ay, Mama, fermare!" He sat down.

As they ate, Peppino turned the question he had over in his mind, trying different angles. "Mama... something-a happened today. Something... odd."

"Oh? What's that?" Margherita responded.

"While I was-a playing football, I suddenly started going very fast. Faster than I've-a ever gone. And the others said I looked... scary." Peppino shook a little. "The other-a kids described something... like a monster."

Margherita stopped eating, and put her own fork down. She looked at her plate. "So, it finally appeared, eh? When it didn't show when you were little, I thought perhaps it had died out, or gone dormant." She stood and walked over, putting a hand on his shoulder. "I should have known the blood of the Spaghettis would show itself."

Peppino looked her in the eyes. "Mama... what are-a you talking about? The blood of-a the Spaghettis? What... what am I?"

"What you are, is special," she said. "I know you know a lot of people have small powers - telekinesis, extra-toughness, and so on. And you know I can be as strong as I want to be." She walked around him. "When it happened... you said you moved quickly. That was your Papa's blood showing. The power of the Spaghettis is speed. Speed far past what normal people can reach."

Peppino was stunned. "I... I have-a powers?"

Margherita sat back down. "Apparently, ragazzo. And probably more powers than that. You might have inherited mine, too." She rubbed her chin. "Most of the time, only one power shows itself. But sometimes, they both appear, or even combine to make something new." She chuckled. "If mine and your Papa's both got passed... we may have to nickname you "Bulldozer."

Peppino blushed. "M-Mama..."

She laughed again, and reached over to pat his hand. "It's OK, Peppino. You're not a monster. Many people in the world have powers. You just have a stronger one. Tomorrow, mention to your teacher what happened. There are classes you can take to help you learn to control your powers."

"R-really?" Peppino stammered. That made him feel much better. "I was afraid I was going to have-a to tiptoe for the rest of my life."

Margherita shook her head. "You'll learn, ragazzo. You're a Spaghetti. There's more to that than being excellent cooks." She pointed her fork at him. "But if anything else happens, say, a sudden, unusual burst of strength when you get angry, let me know. That's my power showing itself. I can show you how to deal with that one. And try to control your temper. If that power get out of control, it can kill. Easily."

Peppino gulped and looked at his hands. "S-sì, Mama. I will."

Later, laying in bed, Peppino thought about what she had said. Papa's power was speed. And I've got it. He stretched out his hands, then clenched them into fists. And maybe Mama's strength, too. He thought about his own clumsiness. I have to be very careful.

~~~~

The coach clicked a stopwatch. "All right, Spaghetti, that's it!"

Peppino skidded to a stop, stumbling just a little. "What was-a my time?"

The coach shook their head. "One minute, forty-five seconds. Twice as fast as when we started." He tapped his board. "You keep this up, Peppino, and you'll be doing a mile in under a minute by the time you're fifteen!"

Peppino stretched. "Want me to do it again? I'm not-a tired." Before the coach could respond, Peppino took off. He felt better than he ever had. More confident. Knowing he had something of his Papa, something unique, made him happy. I'll make you proud, Papa!

The coach shook his head, and wrote a note to the football coach. If you can talk this kid into playing, it'll practically be cheating! Not only is he insanely fast, he's incredibly tough. Peppino's only problem was a reluctance to tackle other kids. Don't blame him for that, though. As fast and tough as he is, if he went full blast, he'd kill somebody! The coach yelled. "Peppino! PEPPINO! Slow down!"

Peppino turned his head, and tripped. Oh crap! He tumbled towards the wall...

Right before the impact, the coach saw some sort of field form around the boy.

The impact shook the whole room.

The coach turned white. "Oh God... Peppino! Peppino, are you all right??"

Peppino stood up from the pile of broken bricks around him, dusty and dizzy. "I think... I'm OK..." then he saw the vaguely Peppino-shaped hole in the wall. "OH MIO DIO! I'M SORRY!"

The coach stepped through, and checked Peppino over. "Not a scratch on you. You're tough, kid, but no one's THAT tough. Something else just happened."

Peppino shook. "I'm-a sorry, Coach. I should have-a been paying attention."

The coach shook his head and smiled. "Not the first time, won't be the last. Tell you what, though. It's two years before they'll let you try out for football. Let's work more on your normal speed and strength, and let the superpowers lie for a while. Otherwise the other guy could end up a smear. Once we've got a good base, we can work on bringing that in."

Peppino nodded. "All right, coach. I won't-a give up!" He slammed his fist into his other hand. I'll learn to control this! I swear, Papa, Mama!

~~~~

Four years later...

Peppino slammed into his opponent, knocking them to the ground. The quarterback charged though the opening, gaining several yards before he was taken down. Peppino walked over and helped him up. "You good, Julio?" Peppino said.

Julio grinned at him. "Thought that ogre had me. Thanks, Dozer."

Peppino grinned at the nickname his teammates had given him. While still nervous off the field, on the field, something else took over, and he was a menace to anyone who stood against him. "That's my blood showing, ragazzo," his Mama had said, "We love a good fight! Just don't let it get away from you!"

Suddenly the ogre from the other team barrelled up and shoved him. "Hey, fat boy! Keep it up and I'mma knock you on yer ass so you don't get up!"

Peppino stuck his chest out, slapped it with both hands, them held them out to the sides. While still a bit fat, he'd put on a lot of muscle while training. "Bring it on! I'll knock-a that shitty excuse for a mustache off your-a face!"

The ogre's purple skin turned more red, and he started spewing a stream of vile curses towards Peppino. Peppino just laughed and went back to the huddle as the refs pushed the ogre back towards his side.

Julio looked at him in the huddle. "Watch that guy, Dozer, ogres can get real nasty."

Peppino just grinned. "So-a can I, Julio. So what's the plan?"

Julio looked at Peppino. As kids, he'd been cautious and fearful all the time. But these days, on the field, he showed a different side - a confident, arrogant, almost maniacal one. Kinda scary, honestly. Julio shook his head. But Peppino was very good at keeping people off of him when he was like this. Just count your blessings and be glad he's on your side!

As they lined up, Peppino looked at the ogre, who'd squared up right across from him. The ogre grinned, and tapped his fist against his chin. Coming for you. Peppino growled. Not getting past me today, stronzo.

As the ball was hiked, the ogre suddenly swelled up, like he suddenly gained a lot of mass, and charged - not at Julio, like Peppino expected, but right at him. He lowered his head and speared him right in the face. Peppino's helmet went flying. Immediately the ogre headbutted him, and he felt - and heard - his nose crunch sickeningly.

Peppino had never been hit so hard. He landed flat of his back, blowing all the air out of him. Instantly the ogre was on top of him, pounding anywhere he could reach - arms, body, head. Peppino held his arms up to protect his face, and the ogre immediately pummeled his ribs. He gasped as he felt two sharp pops in his sides.

One of the referees tried to pull the ogre off, and he backhanded the poor ref so hard they went flying. The ogre's own teammates tried to prize him off, but he just swatted them away, too.

Peppino was helpless. This guy's gonna kill me!

Suddenly he felt something explode inside him - rage beyond anything he'd ever felt. His mind seemed to light on fire.

Peppino's eyes went demented.

Peppino shoved the ogre off of him - the ogre went flying several feet into the air, landing on his back. Peppino couldn't feel the pain anymore. The ogre stood up and charged him, eyes full of murder. Peppino stood and waited.

WHAM

Peppino uppercutted the ogre's helmet off. He staggered.

WHAM

A solid haymaker on the right side of the ogre's face. Blood spurted.

BOOM

The second haymaker sent the ogre spinning into the air. Peppino saw several teeth go flying, a spiral of blood flying out of his mouth. The ogre landed on his back, jaw swollen, obviously unconscious.

Peppino stood in a primal stance, panting and clenching his fists. Blood ran down his face from his broken nose. His eyes bulged. "Ecco cosa meriti, pezzo di merda!" He spat blood from his mouth on the ground.

Then the berserker rage died. Peppino realized what he'd done.

"Oh Mio Dio, I-AGH!" He grabbed his ribs and collapsed. The pain was excruciating.

Through the fog of pain he heard voices.

Peppino? Peppino! Are you OK, amigo?

Stand back! There's no telling what's broken!

What about the other guy? Did you see him go flying? His neck might be broke!

Peppino's head was swimming. His vision was blurring, and he knew he was about to pass out.

Then everything went dark.

~~~~

Peppino slowly clawed back to consciousness. Ay, my head! Feels like there's someone pounding it with a sledgehammer!

He carefully opened his eyes. His Mama was standing beside him. Looks like I'm in the emergency room.

Margherita gently patted his forehead. "Ah, ragazzo, I was afraid something like this would happen."

Peppino turned his head and immediately regretted it - his head swam alarmingly. "Agh," he said, clutching his skull.

She held his head down. "Don't turn your head, Pino, you have a bad concussion, your nose is broken, and two broken ribs. After fighting that ogre, you're lucky you didn't puncture a lung." She sighed.

Peppino looked at her. "Mama, was-a that... your power? It felt like... something-a exploded in my head. And then I was just..."

"Angry? More furious than you've ever felt?" She said. "Sì, that's my power, all right. The power to gain extraordinary strength... through rage and hate." She looked grave. "Oh, my poor sweet boy. I so hoped you hadn't inherited that terrible curse."

"The... the ogre I was fighting? What-a happened to him?" Please let me not have killed him.

She looked sad, but patted his arm. "It looked worse than it was, thankfully. Three teeth knocked out, several shattered, a concussion, and some bruises. Apparently he has a muscle-bulking power. The extra padding saved his life - those blows would have snapped his neck otherwise."

Peppino blew a breath out. Only luck kept me from being a murderer today.

Margherita patted his arm again. "When you've healed, we'll work on you learning to control this." She gently hugged him. It hurt his ribs, but he wrapped an arm around her. When did she get so small?

He heard her quietly sobbing. "Mama?"

"I'm sorry, Pino. Sorry for everything. For not having your Papa around. For cursing you with this. For not giving you a better life." She cried into his side.

His heart broke. "Mama, no, fermare. You've always helped me. I... I don't blame you for anything. Not even this." He tried to sit up, but the pain made him think twice. "Please, please Mama, don't cry." He started tearing up himself.

Finally, she looked up. Her eyes were swollen, and her face was still screwed up into a mask of sorrow. He wasn't used to seeing her so... vulnerable. "I will help you control this, Peppino. I swear it."

"I know you will." He paused. "Will I-a need to quit football?"

She sniffed and wiped her nose. "No, if it makes you happy, you should stay. I know you have friends there. But... always, always you must take care. Promise me," she said.

"I promise."

[ares-ariborn]

Snowboat AU (Edenverse AU)

Note: This post is from a wiki created by @lord-eden in the Adventure Bay Amino, and is recreated by me (ares-ariborn) with their permission. Unfortunately, the original source was quietly deleted by them. Thus, this Tumblr post is a recreation of said wiki, based on the screenshots and artworks I have managed to save, as well as the details I could recall in the AU.

Disclaimer: These are all my headcanons of Jake and Cap’n Turbot’s relationship and how it progresses over time. It may be a lil wild 😂

Warning: Contains some homophobia ⚠️

Introduction

¡Ay Dios Mio! I’ve been these two together since the end of Season 2. I can’t recall why i started paring these two together either (my memory is poor). I guess I wanted to make a funny crackship that I ended up growing attached to? Oops

Being that I made so many headcanons and a specific timeline for their relatonship, think it’s best if I write it all down so I don’t forget. I’m gonna be extra af and spill everything out on this wiki. Before we get into this I’d like to point out that I’ll be referring to Cap’n Turbot as his canon first name, Horatio.

The Beginning

In Season 1, they had no idea the other existed. Horatio just recently moved to Adventure Bay, on Seal Island. He was finally able to get his own ship and his own life. Far away from his overbearing family. Life as a peaceful fisherman was quite peaceful, but it got lonely real quick. Horatio was a social guy, and he was curious to meet the folks in Adventure Bay. He made a good image on himself very quickly for his positive attitude. He made a lot of friends in a span of a few months.

Meanwhile, Jake was doing his own thing. Around this time, he always stayed in his mountain. He maintained his resort and his chores on his own daily. He was extremely lonely but he didn’t really mind it. Even with years passed, Jake was still going over Timber’s Passing. The young man didn’t like to show his negative emotions at all. He tried so hard to not look so depressed in front of his guess but it was quite obvious considering he always looked tired. He hardly had any friends. Wouldn’t even leave his mountain unless Mr. Porter couldn’t deliver his produce to him or unless Mayor Goodway wanted to speak to him. Also, the paranoia of seeing his father, Al, again was another reason why he avoided town. Again, Jake and Horatio don’t know each other yet. This is their lives before they meet.

In Season 2, their lives only got better. Horatio allowed his cousin, François to live with him on Seal Island. During this time, Jake met and adopted Everest. Everest’s presence helped Jake go through the tough times of his life, even turned his life around. He began socializing with the citizens down in Adventure Bay, while at the same time avoiding his father. Since both were well known in town now, they saw each other as acquaintances only. They never had a full conversation yet.

In Season 3, Francois encouraged Horatio to take snowboarding lessons on Jake’s Mountain. Horatio wasn’t too stoked about it because he’s fine just staying in his comfort zone. That’s when Jake and Horatio finally got to meet each other. Jake was in a good mood that day, and Horatio kept making him laugh the way he worded things. When they were doing the lessons, Horatio ended up crashing into a tree. His helmet wasn’t probably secured on his head, so it fell off before impact. He crashed real hard too so Jake bought Horatio inside his cabin to tend him the ‘gnarly‘ bump on his forehead. Jake reassured him that everything is okay and that his bump wasn’t as bad as it looked. The two ended up just sitting in the living room chatting about each other’s interests. Both had things in common. From then on, the two started a friendship. Horatio started to invite Jake and Everest on his voyages now. Also Horatio would be seen snowboarding more often, hoping he can bump into Jake again sometime.

A year later, Horatio caught feelings first. Then on one voyage out at sea, Jake secretly told Everest that he had feelings for Horatio. Midday, Everest then trie to play Cupid and encourage each other to admit their feelings. At sunset, the two sat down on the stairs of the Flounder together. Everest eavesdropped from behind them, hearing them say to each other “I love you“.

You could now say that the ship has sailed

The Marriage

Years passed, and their relationship is still flourishing. Horatio thought it was the appropriate time to ask Jake to be his husband. Of course Jake accepted the proposal and the two started planning the wedding. The two didn’t speak much about their engagement and only invited close friends and family. The ceremony was on a small budget but at least they got married under the Magical Mer-Moon.

A year later, Jezebel came into the family. Jake and Horatio compromised and made a few decisions. Horatio sold Seal Island to Francois and moved in with Jake. Jake kept the resort open and they ran in together for awhile. Horatio still has the Flounder. His love for the sea was still present and he still fished and traveled every now and then.

The Future

Everything seemed fine until Horatio’s mom heard about the wedding. His mom is a very traditional woman and wanted him to find a perfect woman to bare his children. She didn’t like Jake one bit and threatened to force the rest of the family to disown Horatio because of his love life. He tried to reason with his mother and they eventually came to an agreement. She always wanted her son to join the navy, or at least the military just like his father. To satisfy her and to prevent her from controlling his life more than she already has, Horatio decided to join the Navy. He had to tell Jake everything. About his mom, the Navy... Jake couldn’t understand Horatio’s decisions, but he supported him anyway.

Years go by, two other children came into the family. Their names were Benjamin and Francette. Jake and Everest were always taking care of them while Horatio was busy out at sea. Every night, Jake would sit outside his cabin and ponder how his husband is doing. Horatio’s absence made Jake feel depressed again. Jake truly missed him and wished his husband could just stay on this mountain instead of out there. Horatio had to miss some of his children’s birthday and milestones. And when he actually had time off to visit, he would only stay for a month. Then it was back to sea, waiting to be let off another for a month. It was on rare occasions where Horatio would be laid off for a few months. It was only on rare occasions where Horatio would be laid off for a few months. It was usually for family emergencies.

Their love for each other was still there. When they reunited, Horatio always reassured Jake he still loves him dearly. I’d like to point out that Jake is in his 30s and Horatio was in his 40s here.

Another few years went by, the children were growing up. Jezebel was now 18, while Benjamin and Francette were teens. A transport incident occurred while Horatio was on patrol. Unfortunately a lot of damage was done and he didn’t make it. Jake was, of course, heartbroken. His children tried to calm him down that night as he was sobbing and screaming in Jezebel’s arms. Adventure Bay mourned for months. They even had a funeral done for Horatio. Everyone who knew him was there, except for his mother. Jake noticed her absence and scoffed to himself.

Life went on. The Flounder gained new ownership from Francette, who was also interested in Marine Biology. Benjamin left Adventure Bay with friends when he turned 18. No one knows where he is now. Jake and Jezebel worked together to maintain the resort. When Jake retired, Jezebel took over the mountain. Jake will often sit and remember the good ol’ days with Turbot. He would look up in the sky and smile, hoping his lover’s spirit is smiling down at him too.

The End

Additional Info:

Jake was the only person that was kind enough to try squid jerky. He said it tasted like chicken and that made Horatio extremely happy.

I can confirm that the children just popped into existence.

Yumi happily offers to babysit the children when needed.

Jake is homosexual. Horatio is bisexual.

Jake was 25 and Horatio was 30 when they started dating.

Snowboat was originally a crackship that I grew attached to.

Jake is good at singing, and would sing to Horatio when they go on dates.

 Snowboat Playlist

Sweet Sun - Milky Chance

Loveland - Milky Chance

Lessons in Love - Neon Trees

I Would Do Anything For You - Foster The People

Out of My League - Fitz and the Tantrums

The Other Side of Paradise - Glass Animals

Jackie and Wilson - Hozier

Halo - Beyonce

Hold Each Other - A Great Big World

I Found - Amber Run

Little Talks - Of Monsters and Men

Levitating - Dua Lipa

Something About You - Eyedress

Stay - Milky Chance

Accidentally in Love - Counting Crows

Your Love is My Drug - Ke$ha

[moonlightstar27]

The Cowboy Virus

Sombra x Cassidy

Contains: Smut, Death, Intoxication sex, cursing, rough sex, fluff near the end.

"Sombra where are you?! The target is getting away stupid girl!" Oh I don't think so, widow was always so mean to me during missions but it didn't matter we still get paid the same. "Already on the target widow, tell reaper to meet me on the east side of the building!" I was running so fast not even the cameras could catch me.

But then that's when it hit me. "OH FUCK!" A flashbang, but from where could have it come from- oh you have to be kidding me. It was none other then Cole Cassidy. That asshole, how dare he get in my way! That's when I threw my translocater and sprang back up just in time for reaper too show up.

"Sombra go get the target I'll take care of the cowboy." Nodding as I went along I found Alexander Turner, he had been an ex Talon scientist who was planning to sell out Talons sleeper agents. "It's over amigo, you know how this goes. You should've never turned on us." The door then busted open. "Oh no you don't, you're gon' leave him alone Pumpkin. I don't want Morrison on my ass."

I grabbed Alexander by his hair and twisted around and pointed my SMG to his head. "Mmmm, I don't think so and besides, I had two blood thirsty teammates who would kill me if i don't get this job done so....." Cassidy started chuckling then pointed his pistol at me. "I'm the fastest gun in the new west, what Makes you think you can beat me?" how foolish can this man be?

"See what happens when you try to play hero cowboy? People still die because you failed." Cole then fired off six shoots which only 2 of them managed to hit him. "Reaper, Sombra we must go now. They are ready for us." Reaper was the first one to leave. Making sure to take care of anyone else he saw on his way back.

"Oh cowboy don't look so down, you see me one day or another." I then booped his nose and left him there.

After that mission, I kept seeing him more and more. He was always there like he was tracking me down just so that he would be the one to take me out. But I always manage to slip away from him and laugh at him. But sometimes he dose cause me problems. I swear the last thing he did Moria nearly mademe her next test subject.

I spent most of the days trying to just rid of him, he's becoming a real pain to my fun. I don't like when people ruin my fun. "Aye dios mio, that man is gonna get my pay docked. I need a drink." I immediately went to my favorite bar in town where they make the best tequila shots ever.

I was on my fourth shot when the bartender yelled out "Cole Cassidy welcome back friend!" Cole.... Cassidy.... Well, this could be fun. Of course he took a sit right next to me, we locked eyes for a moment but only a moment. How does someone so annoy look at me with such eyes.

"Bartender the usually please." I continued to drink my shot and slammed it down on the table. "So, how many times did Morrison get on your ass for not catching me?" letting out a small chuckle I tilted my head into my hand which made a fist and looked at him.

"For the amount of shit you put me through, I reckon that you would make a nice cash reward." Nice huh? I thought my worth would've been more. I feel hurt. Cassidy then took a sip of his whiskey. He looked so somber. "Well, how bout I buy you a drink, one different from this?" for the first time tonight his brown eyes looked at me differently.

Loud laughter came from the both of us as the night came closer to the end. "Oh and then I shut the door on his face. Oh reaper was so mad!" Cassidy and I were at the point of tears, this night was one of the best I had since I joined Talon. "Okay guys you. I have to close up, don't worry about the tab Sombra. I'm too scared you might just empty my account if I even ask."

I just had to Boop his nose before cassidy pull me away. "To think a troublemaker like you would turn me on like this." Before I could say anything Cassidy turn my head and kissed me. It tasted fiery, guess it's from the whiskey, I could help but wrap my arms around his neck. It was like fire meeting Electricity.

Pulling away from the kiss he went straight to sucking and licking my neck, it felt so warm. "Mm wait, is this a trick to try and turn me. If so at least mm~ buy me dinner first cowboy." removing his self with a loud pop noise he looked up at me. "Now, if I wanted to that pumpkin. You would've beenbout the moment I step in. But no I want you doll. If you mind following me?" Wow this night just got interesting even more.

I found myself at the overwatch base, it turned me on that he was sneaking me in to a high level place like this. When got too his room. He immediately threw me to the bed. "I am going to show you things even you didn't know pumpkin."

Our lips intertwine once again that night, it felt so good. Cassidy then started kissing down my neck, stopping near my chest. Cassidy started fondling my chest. I started letting out soft moans. It didn't go unnoticed luckily.

"All those times you saw me, I wanted to be the one. I wouldn't let it be anyone else but me." That's when he started sucking on my titties, like he was hungry. It made me arch my back an make the loudest moan ever.

"Let me hear those beautiful moans pumpkin, let me be the one that makes you feel this good~" After he said that he switched tit and started rubbing my clit through my soaked panties. It felt like I was on fire at the moment.

The assault on my body didn't let up my legs started closing around his hands. "Oh come on, don't tell me you don't like this." He then moved down and pulled my legs open and started eating me out. He took his sweet time licking my clit. Giving it soft licks before he started eating it out like a hungry man.

My hands went straight to his hair pulling him closer to me, to feel it deeper within me. He wrapped his arms around my legs and lift me up. "Aw f-fuck. What are you that hungry. You about to... Shit- about to make me c-cum." He started sucking faster after I said that.

I was so lost in the feeling I nearly blacked out from the pleasure. After I few more sucks, I came all over his face, he had drunk every last drop. His beard was soaked in my juices. "You taste delicious doll~"

He then pulled me towards him and kissed me once more. His dick was pressed up against me, I started grinding on him and he started grunting and bucking his hips up towards me. "Woah there cowboy, at least let me take your pants off before you even cum."

He chuckled and let me down. I had unbuckled his pants and took his cock out. I gave it a few good rubs before popping it Into my mouth. "Yeah that's it, get it nice and wet for me. It's- fucking damn. It's so warm inside your mouth doll."

He grabbed the back if my head and thrusted into it roughly, then held it there for a moment. I felt like chocking cause of how deep it was in my mouth. He removed me from him and lifted me back on to the bed. He pumped himself before rubbing his tip against my pussy.

"You're such a fucking tease Sombra, but god do I love it so much." He pushed my legs up and plugged himself in me. His movements were slow, slowly pushing in and out, in and out, in and.... Out. He managed to drag out every moan from me. He grabbed the head board to giving him support.

I wanted him to go faster, I wanted him to pound me. "Hey, Cassidy. Oh~ G-go faster." He chuckled at my request. "Beg for it. Beg for me to go faster." He stopped waiting for me to beg. I rolled my ears and looked at him. "Please Cassidy, please pound in to me." That's all he needed before grabbing my sides and rammed into me.

He was fast and brutal with his onslaught oh my pussy. It was so intense I had wrapped my legs around him and clawed at his back. He then pull out all the way to his tip and slammed back down in me. His way of fucking me made me scream his name out loud.

At this point I was in tears, I felt close to cumming and it started to get really hot. "C-cassidy! I'm gonna cum!" He rammed deeper into me, I could feel he was close to. Cassidy then grabbed my face and kissed me, his paced quicken fast until he stopped.

He had still as he emptied his cum into my warm pussy. Cassidy then rolled over on the other side of the bed and pulled out. His cum poured out of me, I was tried and out of breath. Cassidy wrapped his arms and pulled his cover over us. "You're one bad cowboy." "You're one helluva good kisser." We bussed out laughing, till we cuddled and when I was just about to sleep.

"I love you Sombra."

[shadowqueen402]

Reala's Embarrassing Sounds (Pt. 3)

Here is Part 3 of Reala's embarrassing sounds he'd make. A present for @kayssweetdreams . Hope you like this!

Haoyu: Reala, think you can pass me the cinnamon? It should be on the top shelf.

Reala: All right… *Stretched his arm up to grab the cinnamon only to make a stretching sound effect*

Haoyu: …You have the cinnamon, right?

Eis: Not once in my life have I seen gems like these… *Shows the gems to Reala* You think I should, you know, give one to Sana?

Reala: *Smiles in pride at the sight of the gems only to make a sound of little girl laughing* It's…really nice?

Eis: I can tell…

Iben: *Does a bellydance* I know you're watching me, Reala… At least you're not Jackle.

Reala: Humans have such interesting hobbies. *Goes into a relaxing position only to make a mosquito buzzing sound*

Iben: …Did I mention that I don't like mosquitoes?

Lucy: Singing was never my passion! Can you sing, Reala?

Reala: I can try. *Tries to sing in the mic only to make the sound effect of a cow mooing*

Lucy: …Seriously? *Tries so hard not to laugh*

Wizeman: Reala, I made you some soup! It should help cheer you up!

Reala: Uh, thank you, Master Wizeman… *Eats his soup only to make the slurping sound effect*

Wizeman: You really must love my soup, don't you?

Rebecca: ¡Reala! ¿Qué dije sobre caminar con zapatos puestos? *Looks at the footprints in her house* ¡Aye, Dios mio! ¡Mira todo este barro! ¡Esto atraerá a las ratas!

Reala: Es solo barro. *Steps down only to make a rubber duck sound effect*

Rebecca: ¡No me importa! ¡Empezar a limpiar!

What Rebecca said: Reala! What did I say about walking around with shoes on? Look at this mud! This will attract rats! I don't care! Start cleaning!

What Reala said: It's just mud.

[touch-me-t-here]

Sept. 3, 2024 2:57

I've been up since like 11:50 thinking about this boy. If he's awake I wonder if he's thinking about me. What I would have done to have him in bed with me, laughing and drinking and smoking these last couple hours with me like we usually do when we can't sleep. I wish I could have his hands running sweetly up and down my body making my skin feel more like skin and telling me how he can't get enough of me being so soft all over. After a while we agree to take a few more shots and hits off the pen at his request before he wants to try something. I could see him telling me "two shots each, hit the pen before and after and log into your Tumblr for me". Confused, I oblige curious to see where this is going. We settle with my back angled against his chest and my head against his shoulder and his arms around me with a finger drawing lazy lines around my thighs and lower belly. We scroll for a bit before he takes the phone and looks for himself moving his hand lower and lower starting to work me up. "You really like this shit?" I smile probably a little embarrassed but we aren't strangers to each other so I'm hoping it's not that shocking. He hands me the phone back and tells me to show him the stuff that does it for me instead of just what's on my timeline so I take him to my likes and share the screen with him. Honestly I really don't know if I want more of his hands teasing and playing with my body or his mouth. I don't know if I wanna hear him ask me in that sexy voice of his which I'd prefer. I usually suck at making decisions and I usually suggest both if possible. As long as it feels since I last saw him, I think I'd sort of beg him with my eyes that I wanted us to go so slow and take our time because I wanted to really savor him and his body and each and every little thing we wanted to do to each other. I'd love to see him bite his lip thinking about all of it, press the tip of his finger inside me to see how soaked I already am thinking about him and everything. Maybe he couldn't stand it or maybe I couldn't, but we'd kinda grab each other and kiss. I know I'd be biting his lip maybe fighting him because he wants to bite mine and I don't want to give it up so easy. I'd love more than anything to tease and lick at his bottom lip and when he finally opens up to let my tongue in his mouth, climb in his lap just to feel his body that much closer. Maybe he'll gently slide me off telling me that he thought I wanted to take my time to enjoy him. I'd bite my lip and shiver/squeeze my thighs together but then spread them and look at him asking what he wanted to do then. Ay Dios mio to hear him read aloud some of the things on my liked list as he played with my clit seeing what kind of reaction he could elicit out of me. Sooner than he expected, he notices I'm starting to get close. Between him in general, being in his arms pressed against him and his hand between my thighs, my breathing gets shallow and quick and my hips rock into his hand. In almost one motion so I don't cum without permission I'd want him to whisper in my ear "is it always this fucking easy for you slut?" Punctuating with a slap to my pussy. At that point he'd switch it up. He'd position himself between my thighs as ge tells me it's my turn to read but if I stop reading, he stops. The whole time I quiver and shake and stutter through him licking and sucking and kissing everywhere I need him. He allows me to grind my pussy against his tongue as long as I keep reading but the closer he gets me again I see him start grinding into the mattress as he eats me out. This time I stop him before I cum and lay him on his back, hand him the phone and tell him to take notes as I give him everything I can make up for in the last two months with my lips and my tongue and my throat. Maybe he takes it and enjoys it for a little while but I want to make me throw the phone to the side I want his hands in my hair and I wanna hear him whine and moan for me. Before he gets to close, he pulls me off him and up to him. I kinda would love his tongue in my mouth... part two coming

[aftcrpast]

Decorations line the walls of the office, more specifically, they are all focused around Desk 296 and the door to Office 295. Framtid's down at the office again, balancing on a spinny chair to try and tape a banner to the ceiling while Stanley watches in empty amusement, holding a cake. That's when the two hear footsteps coming their direction, along with two very clueless voices.

"I wonder who set up these decorations, never seen the office adorned like this" "Maybe its related to Stan? Dont know, Framtid never really does anything" Miguel and Tanner talk to each other down the hall.

Stanley tugs at the edge of Framtid's vest to get his attention, which is enough to distract him and cause him to fall into the desk in front of him, stabbing his stomach with the terminal on the desk there. Stanley just looks away like this wasnt his fault. As a response to the set of loud noises, Tanner and Miguel rush over, and by the time Framtid finally got up to look at Stanley the two had finally turned the corner.

Stanley stood there awkwardly before grinning and showing the cake to the two of them. Framtid, in his attempt to get up to congratulate the boys, fell off the desk this time face first onto the floor. And though seeing him scramble to get up was a bit funny, he quickly regained himself and exclaimed "Happy birthday you two!" He exclaims

The two birthday boys stare at each other before they just start cackling. "So thats what it was!" "Ay dios mio I cant believe we didnt realize" As the two laugh, Stanley cuts out two pieces of cake to hand to them. "It may not be much, and maybe if you weren't stuck in the story you could have a better birthday, but I still wanted to do something for you both!" Framtid tells, grabbing two gifts from the hammer space in his hair.

To Tanner, he gifts a black and blue electric guitar that when the light hits in the right angles reveals silver arrow engravings. On the side of the guitar, it has engraved "TANNER SHIHOUIN - 295". And to Miguel, a leather journal with similar arrow engravings but without color, paired with a fountain pen in a nice neat box.

Stanley rolls his eyes, mouthing the word "showoff" at Framtid, who just hits him in the back of the head lightly. The two boys so gently put their gifts aside before bringing Framtid in for a hug. This is the best birthday they've ever had, and they wish it would last forever.

[caramellahoney]

I loved your connect the freckles fic with Camilo!! (And just all your fics) It was so precious; I especially loved how Camilo didn’t wipe off the drawings even after he noticed

If you don’t mind, I’d like to request a continuation of it? Something like reader is sitting on Camilo’s lap in his room, connecting his freckles again and someone (whatever family member you want) comes in asking for Camilo’s help, so reader moves to get off of his lap but Camilo just holds onto her like “no, it’s freckle time. Come again later, thank you”

“connect-the-freckles.” PT.2

pairings: Camilo Madrigal x GN! Reader genre: PURE FLUFF! warning/s: none

Masterlist Part one

You swung your leg over Camilo's slim legs, straddling him; the chair underneath you creaking from the added weight. Villagers passed you both, yet no one batted at eye at the public display of affection. After all, it wasn't out of the ordinary for you two to act lovey-dovey in the open. Biting down on the tip of the marker, you popped the cover off and pressed the marker against your boyfriend's face.

"You're warm." Camilo muttered, dropping his arms around your waistline. A chuckle escaped your lips as you clasped his chin with your free hand. Your fingers tapped against his skin, lightly caressing his cheek as you dragged a line to connect two freckles together. Twisting your wrist, you formed a small heart with the freckles on the side of his nose.

"A heart for you." Your finger lightly tapped on the inked shape, a playful smile gracing your features. Camilo brought you closer to his face, a pout playing on his lips. "Where's my kiss?"

You shrugged, smiling as Camilo smoothed his calloused hand over your hair, fixing the few strands that were left astray from the wind. Pressing your hand to his chest, you drew your body back- a smug smirk on your face. "Kiss? What kiss?"

Your boyfriend sends you a displeased look, opening his mouth to complain. Before he could utter a word, you dragged him forward by the collar and pulled him into a deep kiss. A surprised girly squeak came from Camilo, and you held back the urge to laugh. It was only when you pulled away that a giggle escaped your lips. Your shapeshifter stared at you with dazed, bashful eyes, the tips of his ears turning into a bright red. He looked like he was lost in thought, shifting between himself and you on accident.

"Geez- Milo, It's just a kiss! We've kissed hundreds of times before." You spoke, suddenly feeling shy as you shrunk under his stare. Camilo just sighed, a dreamy look in his eyes. Your boyfriend was such a lovesick idiot. Adjusting yourself on his lap, you leaned forward and tried to avoid his gaze by continuing to draw lines on his face. Only for him to whisk your hand away so he could rest his head on your shoulder. Camilo's cheek squished on your shoulder, his lips pressing lazy kisses on your neck.

"Camilo! The freckles!" You whined, trying to push him away, but the shapeshifter only pulled you closer so your body was firmly pressed against his. "Ay, just let me shower you with my love!"

"Camilo! Your chores!" Mirabel appeared, drawing her hand back to slap the back of Camilo's head. The boy yelped, groaning as he hid his face in the crook of your neck. You moved your legs to step off of him, but Camilo just pulled you back in his arms. "Don't go, mi vida."

"You're really not doing those chores?"

"No. Go away. It's freckle-time." He lifted a hand up to show Mirabel his palm, dismissively waving her away. You stiffed a laugh and sent her a sympathetic look. Her jaw went slack, eyebrows furrowed in offense as her hand flew to her chest. "First you steal my best friend away, then you ignore me?"

"Yes. Now shoo. It's freckle time." Camilo raised his head, eagerly tilting his head to show you his cheek. You rolled your eyes but brought your marker up to draw a heart on his features. Mirabel groaned and tapped her alpargatas against the dirt, knocking a fist against Camilo's back. "Dios mio, Camilo! If abuela gets mad at you-"

"Fine- fine!" Camilo huffed. He slid his palms up your thighs to fix your legs around his waist, making sure you were secure. He lay his feet flat on the ground and stood up. The sudden movement made you yelp and you nearly dropped your marker. You sulked and tightened your grip on his ruana, probably looking like a koala.

"You're taking them with you?" Mirabel questioned, adjusting the crooked glasses on her face. Camilo hummed and started walking away, throwing Mirabel a thumbs up.

"They're my lucky charm."

TAGLIST :@dai-tsukki-desu @camilolovesroxiie@whocaresifwearecrazy @alexaizawa @kaxiaow @dollpoetwriting@meanwhilemisha22 @fa1ry-tales @sunnth @herladyfangirl @deffenferofjustice @itsmesmileyface @thesloppiestbitch @gwynethx @pepamadrigalthinker @m6ntg9mery @fanficsunflower @spiritualrebelist @lolalee24

[ahurricaneofjacarandas]

Hi, hope you are having a good day ☀️ may I request a pepa x fem reader wherein bruno has a vision about the towns bookshop girl and his sister? Thank you ☺️

Why Pepa?!

Cook Book (Part 2)

> requested? yes!

> pepa madrigal x fem!reader

> bruno madrigal x fem!reader (platonic)

> warnings: none

> pepa and bruno are in their 20s here

•

Wind?

Storm?

Hurricane?

Snow?

You name it, Encanto has it. Well, Encanto has Pepa Madrigal, a very gorgeous woman that can control the weather. Yet, a question that never seems to have answer always results in a hurricane whenever it comes up. The question is, why is Pepa Madrigal single? Well, let's start here.

Y/N L/N, a very shy yet attractive woman who owns a bookshop. Most of the time, the shop is full and most of the time, the only customer inside is Bruno Madrigal.

•

“Hey Y/N!” a familiar voice rang through the shop.

“Brunito!” you turned around and waltz towards Bruno, grabbing his arms and dragging him to a shelf.

“Woah there! Isn't this a bit to early Y/N?”

You rolled your eyes and scoffed, “Just because I'm your only friend doesn't mean I like you that way!”

Bruno shrugged and let you drag him to the shelf, “It's your loss.”

Pushing him against the shelf, you lean past him and grabbed a thick book.

“Ooh! You found something!”

“Yes! No shush! Be quiet.” you put your index finger on his lips.

Slapping your hand away, Bruno rolled his eyes and looked over your shoulder. “What's that book about?”

Clicking your tongue, you sighed. “It's about a girl... and another girl,” you stopped to see his reaction, and when you found nothing, you continued, “and they fall in love with each other, but a force of evil breaks them apart!” you exaggeratedly narrated the story to him.

Sensing your humour, Bruno gave a loud gasp along with cupping his mouth for added effects.

“No way!”

“Yes way!” you turned to him and gave him the book harshly.

“Now I need you to read this and make a telenovela out of it!”

Without giving him a chance to say anything, you pushed Bruno out of the library.

•

“She's right, this is a good story.” Bruno nodded to himself, “but I won't tell her that.” he added under his breath. You already had a big ego, he didn't want to make it bigger.

“Ooh exciting...” Bruno exclaimed while reading the part where the other girl's mother finds out the truth about her daughter's secret affair with the protagonist, another girl.

But, before he could get to the exciting part, his eyes glow green and he involuntarily welcomes another vision.

After the vision, as the sand starts to fall around him, he gasps.

“Dios mio, what was that?”

“Ay! How am I going to look at her after this?!” Bruno took a glance at the book and shuddered.

“How am I going to return you after that!” he pointed at the book.

“Why Pepa! Why?!”

“Why did it have to be Y/N?!”,

“What happened with Y/N?”

A voice from his door startled him, making Bruno jump and wave his arms around.

“Pepa!” Bruno looked at his sister then to the book you lent to him and kicked it under the bed.

Narrowing her eyes, Pepa took a step near Bruno but she was immediately pushed out of the room.

“Hello Pepa! Bye Pepa!”

“What's wrong with him?” Pepa jumped when she heard her Julieta ask.

“You tell me.” she shrugs and walks away from her sister.

•

| vision |

The vision shows you and Pepa under a tree, having a picnic, and one moment you were laughing and the next both of you are laying down with Pepa on top of you. Then the vision goes to Pepa walking inside the library and dragging you to the corner of the shop.

•

the book talked about here doesn't really exist, or if it does, tell me, i want to read it 😂

[razzle-berry]

How They React To You Calling Them Cute pt 2

Warnings: None! 

Characters: Todoroki, Iida, Sero, Tokoyami, plus a BONUS character

Enjoy!

Part 1

Shoto Todoroki

Honestly does not know how to react

Resorts to nodding his head and thanking you

“I find you attractive as well.”

Please be nice to him, he’s doing his best

He’s still blushing though, happy boy

Will give you a head pat and a hug, but you’ll have to initiate it if you want cuddles or a kiss.

Tenya Iida

Completely freezes up

Blush game second only to Deku 

Will stutter out a compliment before regaining control over himself

Will try to act maturely and as if it didn’t affect him but will absolutely melt if you smile at him

If you’re in private, he’ll kiss your forehead and initiate cuddle time

If you’re in public, he’ll kiss the back of your hand quickly before interlocking pinkies and continuing on with what you two were doing

(There aren’t that many Sero gifs and that’s just unacceptable 😤)

Hanta Sero 

I love the headcanon that Sero is Latino so bear with me

Will blush and bury his face in his hand with a quick “Ay, Dios mio.”

Laughs and hugs you 

Once he gets past being flustered...

Flirt game is strong in this one

“Not as cute as you are, linda.” 

In the end, it’s you who ends up blushing

Fumikage Tokoyami

“What a mad banquet of darkness.”

Looks like he’s completely unaffected as he thanks you

Don’t be fooled, he’s screaming on the inside

Only shows how flustered he is when Dark Shadow makes an appearance and exposes him

Will give you a peck on your cheek and call you cute too

Give the bird boy a kiss, please, he deserves it

BONUS 

Dark Shadow 

Will clap happily and nuzzle your face

Can and will demand head pats

Give them the head pats

Dark Shadow will hold this over Tokoyami’s head for at least a week

“They think I’m cute Fumi!”

Tokoyami is done rip