#spanish pine

[thecatfarm]

The elated frustration bubbles in my chest, while the universe collapses, its edges ending at the porch on which we stood.

You move a couple feet, and release your energy again. It sends shivers down my spine as it crashes into me, and I devour it, hungry, desperate.

I sigh.

You can see it work. I look at you, and deliberately move to the right. The mechanics escape you, but you understand it. You send another wave my way, flustered that it seems to work.

I nod, and move again, and urge you to repeat it.

You move closer. No matter where you stand, it still seems to crash into me. You start looking for physical objects that could explain it, give it bearing, but you can't find an anchor. I can see the edges of your mind grasping at the empty space between our souls, looking for an alternative source.

The universe tightens its grip.

"It's not locational, you idiot,

it's never been locational"

I catch myself calling you an idiot, and I start stammering, apologising for it.

You look at me, perplexed, and start laughing as you move towards me, dragging the force of the cosmos with you.

"I didn't mean to call you an idiot, you can't see how it works, it's not fair" I mumble as you fall into my arms, and I hold you as close as I can muster.

And here I am, thrown back into the desert again, the wind billowing through my dress

my heart pounding in my chest

desperately trying to remove the distance between us

so I can feel your soul against my own.

And I can feel the inside of your body shaking, pulsing in rythm with the universe, as the pressure builds, and your hands can't stop trying to embrace me harder, and I feel you repositioning me, again, and again, as if you're trying to find a configuration that will allow you to melt into me.

Aeons pass us by. The universe won't stop exploding around me.

I'm so tired, so old, so confused. My soul is turning into dust. I start wishing I could make the universe stop.

My mind, in tears, tries to tell you that I understand that you can't do it, and that you don't have to, that I love you regardless, that it never mattered, and as I brace myself to let you go, as I always do, I feel your mind inch closer, and I can taste your mouth on my teeth.

Time paused. The magic crashes.

The universe shifts its borders inside me, as I start to panic, and my emotions return to me.

"I knew it'd-" -be horrific, and you'd regret it immediately, and we'd both realise there was never anything there, and this is the end, and maybe I've never even loved you, and there is nothing left but dust -I try to push those words out, but your mouth stops me, and my paranoia melts away, and I love you, I love you, I've always loved you, my universe, you actually managed to break free and crash yourself into me, and my entire existence thanks you, I love you, I-

"Yes" -you shout, looking like joy itself, your body shaking around me in an exhilarated dance -

"Yes.

Yes"

You take my face into your hands, and you kiss me again, and I collapse into you, sobbing, and laughing, and screaming, insatiably feeling every inch of you against me, the sharp edges of your face burrowing into mine, and I never want to let you go, all teeth, and agony, and trepidation.

"How long did you -no, you told me-" you say "-I told you the day we met" I say

You thank me for waiting, and I cry -laugh?- when I tell you I thought we'd die before you figured it out, and I no longer know if you're denying it'd take you so long, or kissing me, because you try to do both, and I love you, I love you,

I love you

"I told her not to call my wife an idiot" I mumble.

And you smile as if I gifted you the stars. And that smile is the reason I created the universe in the first place.

And it finally rains.

And I love you,

I love you,

I love you.

[creepst-crypt]

Dipper, you wouldn’t understand

[ultravioletqueen]

listening to "that would be enough" by hamilton made me think about ford and his partner, i feel like ford is the type of person who feels like he should be the provider (he grew up in the 50's so this mentality was very normalized) which I see him being quite insecure about whether he could provide his partner with every of their needs, especially before meeting Bill when he feels that he is stuck with his research and thinks that at worst you might regret marrying him.

GOD, this part of the song with a context like this makes it super tender and sad at the same time😭

"Will you relish being a poor man's wife

Unable to provide for your life?"

"I relish being your wife"

It's just UGH, my heart😭

(Español)

escuchando "that would be enough" de hamilton me hizo pensar en ford y su pareja, siento que ford es el tipo de persona que siente que debe ser el proveedor(el crecio en los años 50 por lo que esta mentalidad estaba muy normalizada) por lo que lo veo siendo bastante inseguro sobre si podria proveer a su pareja con todo lo que necesita, especialmente antes de conocer a bill cuando siente que esta estancado con su investigación y piensa que a lo peor te podrias arrepentir de casarte con el.

DIOS, esta parte de la cancion con un contexto asi hace que sea super tierno y triste a la vez😭

"Will you relish being a poor man's wife

Unable to provide for your life?"

"I relish being your wife"

es solo UGH, mi corazon😭

[chadillacboseman]

Alejandro and price tag teaming reader?

CALL THAT A TEAM BUILDING EXERCISE!!

Summary: Price needs to blow off steam in his favorite way, but the two of you are interrupted by Alejandro.

"That's it, love- you're so fucking tight," Price has you up against a wall in some forgotten supply bay at the Los Vaqueros base. He's fucking you like his life depends on it, his gruff voice ever-present in your ear.

It's how he prefers to blow off steam- fucking and drinking. But-

"But these 'Vaqueros' drink that tequila piss and I need bourbon."

So, fucking it is.

"John," you whine his name and he chuckles, threading his thick fingers into your hair and tugging gently.

"What do you need?"

"Harder-"

"Ask nicely."

"Please!" you manage to whimper and his change in thrusts is instant at the sound of your pathetic plea.

Your face feels warm, your legs weak. You're so close to the edge, teetering on the verge as he drives at you, shoving your face against the cold metal of the wall and grasping your hips for leverage.

When he stops, it's suddenly, and you open your mouth to protest before you're cut off.

"Shhh, love, I think we have company."

Your stomach drops as the figure of Alejandro Vargas looms into sight out of the shadows.

"Can I help you, Vargas?" Price asks smugly, still buried to the hilt inside you.

Your face is hot with embarrassment. You want nothing more than to push Price away and sprint into the shadows. To disappear completely. Perhaps to sink into the floor and cease to exist.

"Maybe," Alejandro bites his tongue as he considers the sight in front of him. Something in his expression is unreadable, but the faint hint of want meanders across his face for a moment.

He should be furious with Price, with you. Disrespecting his base, disrespecting him- but he doesn't look like he is.

Is he...?

Before you can finish the thought, Price laughs and asks the question for you, "What? You want a turn?"

You glance up at him, but his eyes are locked on Alejandro's, his grip loosening slightly on your waist.

"Well?" the prompt snaps the Vaquero out of his trance.

"Yo ha-"

"English, Vargas," Price snaps, you jump, and Alejandro stumbles over his words for a moment before answering.

"Yes," he almost seems embarrassed for a moment by his own eagerness, but it's quickly replaced by a poker face once more.

"You okay with that?" Price lowers his voice and catches your gaze, his expression concerned, "Want to let the 'Vaquero' have a turn?"

This is new. Out of character for him. You glance at Alejandro- the look on his face is halfway between need and hesitancy.

"Well?" Price cocks his head, "Don't keep the man waiting."

"I'm okay with it," you respond quietly and he pulls out of you slowly. The sudden emptiness makes you huff as he fishes something out of his pocket and tosses it to Alejandro.

"You put that on, or you don't touch her. Understand?"

Alejandro nods and you feel compelled to look away as he frees himself from his fatigues and slips the condom on.

He's bigger than you expected.

Price watches him carefully, analyzing his every move. Occasionally, he glances at you, searching for a sign that you've changed your mind.

It doesn't come.

So instead, he settles for observing as the Vaquero runs a gentle hand down your back and lines himself up with you.

When Alejandro takes hold of your hips and pushes inside you, he hisses, squeezes his eyes shut and lets a string of Spanish curses fall from his lips.

You wonder for a moment if he's ever going to move.

When he does, it's your turn to curse- "Ah, fuck-" he's hitting a spot inside you that makes you see stars.

Price feels a pang of jealousy at the sound, thinks for a moment of shoving him away from you.

He resists the urge.

"You feel so good, hermosa," Alejandro is panting, his voice hoarse, "He's lucky," he jerks his head toward Price, who smirks in response.

The sound of him fucking you is obscene, echoing along with your panted breaths and whimpers. Alejandro could listen to you all day long- he wants you to scream his name, to beg him to fuck you. He wants you to think of him every time Price fucks you.

"Alejandro!" you cry out as you come around him, nearly losing your footing when the tension snaps. You splay your hands on the cold wall in front of you to keep yourself on your feet.

Music to his fucking ears.

His grip on your hips tightens as he fucks you through your orgasm, pushing you well past the threshold of bearable in pursuit of his own high.

When he comes, it's with another hiss of Spanish curses. The room is a blur as he pulls out of you and it takes everything in your power not to simply slide down to the floor to relieve your weak knees.

"Did you like that?" Price sounds as if he's speaking to you through a tunnel.

Alejandro has already departed, leaving the two of you alone in the room. You pause to hope that he is tight-lipped about this encounter. The last thing you need is Los Vaqueros whispering behind their hands about you.

"Yes," you pant and he chuckles, offering you a hand to help you upright.

"Don't get used to it."

You sense a twinge of jealousy in his voice.

[magicaltrashartisan]

Continuando con la idea de este post

Así que... Bill y Stanley salen del portal y antes de que Stanford piense en hacer algo, se fija en que su hermano y el demonio lunático de las pesadillas tienen anillos de oro a juego...

Él intenta atacar a Bill solo para ser detenido por Stanley y el mismo Bill (para este entonces recuperó algo de sus poderes) quien crea una barrera mágica para protegerse a sí mismo y a Stanley.

Bill cree que Stanford quiere dañar a su hermano.

Stanford empieza a gritarle a Bill que libere a su hermano del control mental.

Bill le grita a Stanford.

Stanley solo está tratando de darle un abrazo a su hermano que no ve hace 30 años.

Y de pronto dos niños que no conoce aparecen frente a ellos.

Dipper— ¡¿Qué está pasando aquí?!

Mabel— Tío Ford ¿Este pequeño triángulo es el terrorífico demonio interdimensional del que nos advertiste? ¡Pero si es adorable!

Dipper— ¿Ese es tu hermano? ¿El que estaba secuestrado por el demonio malvado?

Ford—...

Stan— ¿Secuestrado?

Bill— ¿A quién llamas adorable, niña? ¡Podría destruir tu cerebro ahora mismo!

Mabel— Aww ¡Ven aquí, pequeño! ¡Voy a hacernos suéteres a juego!

(No puedo quitarme esta idea de la cabeza pero no me parece suficiente para escribir un fanfic completo. Son solo ideas y escenas sueltas que no quería dejar en el olvido.

Si notan algún error ortográfico por favor avisenme.)

[yourlocal-therian]

Spanish moon moth with pine themes (which is the main food of these amazing critters)

[seleneprince]

Sevrina: I found a key, but I don't know what it opens.

Lupin: My heart :)

Sevrina: Aww

Sevrina:.....

Sevrina: That's disgusting then*throws the key away*

[rexscanonwife]

Happy Mexican heritage day, by the way! Thanks to my whitewashed-ass mom I didn't grow up with that much of the culture, but I'm proud to be a part of it nonetheless!! 💖🇲🇽💖🇲🇽💖🇲🇽💖🇲🇽💖🇲🇽💖

To celebrate I'm gonna imagine showing my f/os things from Mexican culture where applicable > u <

[punkeropercyjackson]

I'm always so shocked when i find out people think OSCAR PINE isn't an afrolatino character..........His name alone

[waddlewaddlewaddlewaddle]

Over my head (Miguel ‘o’ Hara x Reader)

Pairing: Miguel x f reader

Summary: y/n is a kind hearted nurse who’s life gets turned upside down as she get fired from one the most prestigious hospitals in NYC , desperate , she start filing job applications wherever. Coincidentally a stressed Miguel is looking for a nurse due to a big amount of spider people getting injured due to the surprisingly large amount of anomalies happening in the spider verse. What could go wrong is these two meet?

Themes: ✎slow burn ( I think)

Mutual pining

✎office romance (¿)

Hidden romance

✎Smut available as story progresses.

Dom Miguel x sub/bratty reader

✎Stubborn, Ill tempered Miguel.

✎ Angelic reader .

It girl reader.

✎I try to be as accurate as possible.

English is not my first language so bare with me.

✎badass stoic x sweet empath.

Og spanish speaker so be prepared for steamy dialogue :3

See master list for previous or future chapters

Chapter 1: pilot.

Everything was going great , really it was , you finally managed to become independent and move out, managed to get an amazing job with your hard worked degree, and lastly you were earning enough to get by and pay your student loans.

Until one fateful night you clocked in for your shift as a critical care nurse with your cute violet scrubs , one thing your coworkers really admired about you was your honest heart and true willingness to take care of those whose been injured tragically in a blink of an eye. You took your job very seriously and really put your soul into every stitch and intubation. So was the case when a powerful politician from your city arrive after a failed assassination attempt, you and your team managed to stabilize him and all procedures in the ICU went well.

In terms of post care you medicated him according to doctors order, you didn't go a gram over his pain medication and he seemed to be recovering quickly and well. Things started to go side ways when you had to leave work early since a friend of yours, Gigi got blackout drunk after a break up in a sketchy part of town. Not being able to handle the thought of all the things that could happen to her ;you left your patient to a newbie , trusting him to take good care of your patient (big mistake).

After leaving Gigi in her home , you called to get the rest of your day off so you could enjoy a well deserved break and catch up on some series you've left behind .The next morning you arrived to the hospital and quickly noticed your coworkers heads turning in your directos  staring at you with a wide gaze. You thought nothing of it and went to check on your patient room to see how all went last night. As soon as you entered the room you saw some iv drips on the floor , pillows and a mattress thrown to oblivion and most importantly your patient going bat shit crazy assaulting the newbie you left him in charge of , in the meanwhile some other nurses try to get him off the poor guy who was just trying to do you a favor.

Next thing you know you're rushing to the locked medicine room to later show your ID to enter the room so you can  quickly insert the tranquilizer in a  syringe to have ready . After locking up the place  you sprint back to room number #13 hoping no one is gravely injured, soon you open the door to then tip toe on ceramic tiles as you attempt to knock out the source of all the chaos.

To your bad luck the newbies eyes looking at the politicians back betrays you and in the blink of an eye you're the one that's being chocked on.

-“DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM! GIVE ME SOME MORE OF THAT GOOD SHIT AND ILL BE ON MY FUCKING WAY.ITS NOT THAT BLOODY HARD.”- After the patient yelled this out everything clicked in your mind , the newbie nurse must have given him a heavy dose leaving him now in some sort of withdrawal.  But for the moment all you have to think about is how to get out of this alive , the pressure on your neck starts to make your vision hazy before you black out you throw the syringe to a nurse nearby and the next thing you see is black.

A few minutes later you flutter your eyes open and find yourself in a separate room with the newbie nurse standing by your side.

-“Y/n , how are you? I'm so sorry for how thing turned out, turns out the patient had prior history of substance abuse that wasn't on the chart and he somehow convinced me he was in indescribable pain so I switched up the medicine to dia morphine.- Said the ditzy nurse as he looked at the ground with shame.”

-“You did what?!”- You yelled out sitting straight.

・゜゜・．

Meanwhile in spider society headquarters things seemed to be going rough...

Lately there's been far to many anomalies, taking more spider men than normal to complete missions while also getting more injured than never.

Some spider man were returning so beat up that they couldn't return to their own universe , leaving some altruistic spider people to patch up their injuries to the best of their abilities and bring them home.

-“Miguel , we need to get some sort of medical assistance up in here. You can't keep asking Lyla to guess is someone is in a comma or just concussed. God forbid I start pushing out this baby due to the stress I'm suffering.”- Stated Jessica drew while walking back and forth in Miguel's office.

-“They're spider people they have to get used to a scratch or too.”- mumbled Miguel while looking through his screens for any new anomalies.

-“Miguel i know it's tough to find someone to confide in but please , you're the leader of this organization for a reason , think of their families and partners they'll start to worry , they shouldn't get used to their  loved one coming home with a lip busted open just cause their boss doesn't want to Pay for their health care.”

Spiderman 2099 proceeds to squeeze his eyes with force refusing to accept that all the recent events and getting out of his hands while squeezing the bridge of his nose but with a final exhale he decided to do what's right.

-“Don't worry about it , I'll get to it as soon as possible.”- he replied trying to give Jessica some reassurance

・゜゜・．

-“I assume you know why you’re here y/n.”- Said the hospitals director, in her office as you sat down in front of her , unable to lift your face following the series of catastrophic events.-“I think you and I both know you've made a mistake , but you and I both know you've contributed a lot to this hospital”- said the blond haired director as she stood up started walking around the room.-“What happened yesterday was partially your fault but mainly not , my dear friend ,your patient;  has a little addiction that's harmful to nobody. The newbie giving him dia morphine was the next step for him to level up his addiction. He's tried some other shit before but nothing as good as the pain killer administered to him the day of the events. So taking all things Into consideration i leave you two options

Voluntary resignation or...”- as the words exited the directors mouth you felt your whole world fall to the ground everything you worked for poof , gone in a blink of an eye.- “Or continuing administering dia morphine and other requested pain killers to my friend safely while creating fake patient charts to justify the use of  said drugs to the board of directors.”

இ

After signing in your resignation you cried all the way home on the subway not caring who was watching, how did your life turn out like this? You couldn't blame Gigi, she didn't know all of this was gonna happen.

As soon as you arrived to your apartment you took out a bucket of stratichella ice cream and started applying for jobs right away online.

After almost a week with no luck you started to get desperate. The last job offer that was left was one where you checked all the requirements the down side is they were looking for a male nurse. But as you re read the requirements to decided sure they would change their minds as soon as as they saw your qualifications.

Requirements.

-Registered nurse.

-3+ Years of experience.

-Certified specialist in critical care.

- Motivated and hard working.

-Skillful and diligent.

-Time availability.

-Works well under pressure.

-Age: 23- 30 years old.

-Good physical and mental health.

-No criminal history.

-male

Company: Spid-so.co

Employer: Michael 'o' hare.

Email for inquiries: Lylalovesbunnie999@spidso.com

[huariqueje]

Untitled   -  Gonzalo Sicre ,  2022.

Spanish, b. 1967 -

Oil on canvas ,  180 x 70 cm.

[thecatfarm]

Seriously, love, that had such a "lesbian on her first date" energy, it rippled through several coffee shop AU's

[alqimistayashaciphe]

[ultravioletqueen]

So, mcgucket knows the bros secret code of stanford and stanley, the only way it could be it is that Ford personally told him about this code and teached him how it worked.

I think that this would be a proof of the level of trust that Ford had in Mcgucket, bc knowing him he wouldn't teach this to anyone, Fiddleford was close enough to him to tell him about this type of things(and others that as the public we dont know), and the fact that this was one of the little things that Mcgucket didn't forget it makes it more sad, they trusted each other but the events with the paranormal, the trauma of mcgucket and Bill make this trust fall apart.

(Español)

Asi que, McGucket conoce el código secreto de Stanford y Stanley, la única manera de que pueda ser posible es que Ford le haya contado personalmente sobre este código y le haya enseñado cómo funciona.

Creo que esto sería una prueba del nivel de confianza que Ford tenía en Mcgucket, pues conociéndolo no le enseñaría esto a nadie, fiddleford era lo suficientemente cercano a él para contarle sobre este tipo de cosas(y otras que como el público no sabemos), y el hecho de que esta fue una de las pocas cosas que mcgucket no olvidó lo hace más triste, confiaban el uno en el otro pero los eventos con lo paranormal, el trauma de Mcgucket y Bill hacen que esta confianza se desmorone.

[aisling-saoirse]

Ortano Burial Mounds, Florida - February 19th 2024

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