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𓆰♥︎𓆪 Nina’s Little Sister —

Usnavi De La Vega x Afro-Latina!Y/n

genre: fluff.

warnings: none, fluffy bullshit, halle bailey as faceclaim.

synopsis: 11. “d-did it hurt when heaven fell? I mean- when you…fuck. Anyway, i’m blank and that was humiliating. let’s start over”?

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Usnavi turned into a fumbling idiot the second she walked in, puddles of honey swirling in her toffee eyes. Her lips curl into a grin as she walks over to Sonny and ruffles his hair, her giggle turning Navi into mush as she greets his cousins with words he couldn't be bothered to hear.

The summer heat wave had business booming with classes out and the sun glaring bright, his eyes followed her to the frozen section, grabbing an ice cream, she walks over to the counter and this was his chance, his one chance, he figured.

She lies the ice cream cone down, pierced tongue coming out to lick over her bottom lip before she speaks, her voice matching her eyes, smooth honey, with an accent, Puerto Rican.

"Just this".

Benny waves his hand in front of a frozen Usnavi's face, eyebrow nearly touching the ceiling, quick to explain away his bestfriends strange behaviour, "It's been a long day. Navi"! He elbows his friend, whispering a rough, 'talk'.

The first words out of his mouth shock both Benny, Sonny, and the woman in front of him. Benny knew his best friend was awkward but this was humiliating, he just shook his head and grabbed the price gun, both he and Sonny deciding to work instead of witness whatever...this was.

"Did it hurt when Heaven fell"?

"I'm sorry"?

"I mean- When you- Fuck".

The pretty lady giggles and shakes her head, "Wanna try again"?

Usnavi is more than captivated, Benny and Sonny could've sworn they saw the grown man drool a little, it was like watching a puppy fumble over itself. Benny started to pity his dear friend.

"Sorry. Anyway, I'm Usnavi. That was humiliating, Can we start over? That'll be $1".

As she puts the money on the counter, sliding it towards Usnavi, she smiles sweetly, dimples denting her cheeks before she speaks to him in that soft honeyed voice once more. It's like an angel's called to him.

"You really don't remember me, do you Navi baby"?

When he hears the nickname, it all comes crashing back like waves to the shore. Little Y/n Rosario. He hadn't seen her in years, she was always three years behind him and Nina, her older sister. Always had a crush on Navi, he thought it was adorable how she'd trail behind him like a puppy. This. This wasn't Little Y/n Rosario, this was something different.

He blanks trying to come up with something to say, when he remembers everyone was supposed to meet up at Abuela's, for Nina's arrival. Nina's arrival...The youngest Rosario, who'd hailed in from PFW, and Nina were both known to be the ones who got out of the Heights, made something for themselves.

The weeks leading up to their departures were spent drinking and dancing, with celebratory parties all around.

Usnavi saw her off to the train, but back then she was just a pipsqueak, the woman that stood before him now seemed confident and sure of herself.

"Usnavi"?

"No, no, I know who you are. Just took a moment".

The young woman snorts, rolling her eyes at his attempts to act like her new appearance wasn't shocking. She was definitely a different girl than in her younger years, for one he takes notice of her piercings, and the serpent that wrapped around the length of her left thigh, eyes seeming to glow a soft pink.

"It's okay, I'm aware I look a little different than I used to, but...So do you". She cocks her head to the side, eyes running over the male curiously, "You gone be at Abuela's right? I know it'd be nice to see a familiar face".

He nods weakly, her eyes shift from him to Benny and Sonny. She waves a manicured hand to them, "See ya boys later".

"You know it", Sonny sends her awkward finger guns and they all watch her disappear out the front door. Usnavi knew what was coming.

A grin spreads wide across Benny's face, turning to Usnavi.

"You. ain't. got. no. SKILLS".

𓆰♡︎𓆪𓆰♥︎𓆪𓆰♡︎𓆪𓆰♥︎𓆪𓆰♡︎𓆪𓆰♥︎𓆪𓆰♡︎𓆪𓆰♥︎𓆪𓆰♡︎𓆪𓆰♥︎𓆪𓆰♡︎𓆪

Usnavi was looking forward to the night ahead, dressing in a pair of jeans, cowboy boots, and a black button-down with two buttons left open.

That night, he couldn't stop picturing the youngest Rosario, drawn to her like moth to burning flame.

His eyes were quick to observe the room, searching for that midnight black in the sea of bodies, when finally his amber eyes landed on yours, greeting people as you entered the crowded apartment.

His eyes follow you around the room. Until finally your eyes land on him.

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"Lookin' Sharp, Navi" You greet him, that same angelic smile making him weak in the knees. He'd drank a beer or two already, and blame it on the liquid courage but Usnavi could feel himself become confident in his ability to talk to you as the beer settles in.

"You flatter me, mama. Look at you, vision of perfection".

As he watches you, he manspreads in his chair, beer in hand and eyes low staring into your very soul.

"Whatchu drinkin"? You asked, walking up to him with deep brownie eyes gazing into his, he's not sure how he didn't faint then and there, that smile had him by the balls. She could make him do anything as long as those doe eyes stared all big and beautiful into his.

"Some nasty ass beer, but uh Dani brought whiskey, rum and shit. Said we could make our own drinks".

"And your ass is over here drinking piss? With free reign to rum and shit, plus the cognac and d'usse me and Nini brought"? Her hands clasped around his wrist and she sighed, "C'mon, We're gonna make this right and I'm making you some that'll knock you off your feet".

Looking you over again, he agrees. You've already done exactly that.

He follows behind you, and this time it's he who looks like the love-sick puppy.

When the two of you are away from the crowd, you grab two cups, exhaling airily, you begin to mix a few things together in concentration. He just watches you do your thing, the music playing in the background making it feel like a scene out of a movie as you playfully bumped your hip against his, the two of you laughing joyfully.

When it was finished, you presented him with a cup with a slushy-like mix in it, blue and smelling like a three-day hangover with some blue hawaiian punch to accompany it.

"Voila~"

He chuckles, taking the cup with a skeptical smile on his face. He sighs, raising a brow, "You're taking a sip first, ionno bout this, ma".

"You don't trust me"? You asked, pouting dramatically, "Fine, Give me the cup, coward".

"Ay, I'm not a coward. I'm just not a complete dumbass".

You roll your eyes, glaring at him as you move the cup to your lips, he's tuned in immediately, watching his favourite movie never seen before staring at those pouty lips of yours wrapped around the rim of the cup, gazing into his eyes with a constant, entrapping, eye contact.

His focus is broken when you scrunch up your nose at the strength of the drink, face relaxing when the flavour hits your tongue.

"Huh, strong but I like it. Here, taste".

You held the cup up to his lips, the two of you were in a house full of people and it'd started to feel like you were the only two in the room.

When it hits his tongue, the poor thing instantly coughs, his face scrunching up like he'd just eaten a warhead, but when your laugh fills his ears, it becomes all worth it. If he could hear that forever, he would.

𓆰♡︎𓆪𓆰♥︎𓆪𓆰♡︎𓆪𓆰♥︎𓆪𓆰♡︎𓆪𓆰♥︎𓆪𓆰♡︎𓆪𓆰♥︎𓆪𓆰♡︎𓆪𓆰♥︎𓆪𓆰♡︎𓆪

Let Carla and Daniela tell it, You and Usnavi had been inseparable all night, the roles reversed from your childhood. Anybody with eyes could see Usnavi De La Vega was head over heels, scurrying in front of Sonny when he was about to sit next to you just so he could sit there himself.

Sonny glares at his older cousin, sitting next to Benny and Nina whilst Usnavi just looks triumphant.

"Navi you nearly knocked the kid over" Cuca scolds, hitting the boy upside his head. You snicker, but the smile that threatens to come onto your face when you realize he's doing all this over you...

"It's okay, I'll remember that next time he needs me to pick up an extra shift".

Nina pops in with a quick but swift landing exposure, sending both you and Navi's cheeks blazing red, "Give him a break, he's just in looooveee".

The table erupts into hoots and hollers, a person on either side of you or Navi shaking you both by the shoulders in excitement, there's only one party at the table who hadn't decided to make a fuss about it. When the volume quiets down, you cross your arms over your chest and playfully chide in, "And you and Benny"?

Nina gives you the middle finger, and it's her and Benny's turn to be fussed over.

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The table is lighthearted, everyone's joking around and having fun. Usnavi has his arm over your shoulder most of the time without even realizing it, but he doesn't have to notice, and neither do you. Vanessa, who'd been silent most of the time, was tired, quite frankly, the only Rosario she cared for was Nina. Her glare most of the night was on you and Usnavi, Carla was the first to notice, Daniela and Cuca took notice as well.

You and Usnavi stayed oblivious, as Carla leaned over to Vanessa to ask what was going on.

This is when it all goes downhill, The women of the barrio could be gossipy, they flourished within environments of drama, thrived.

"You okay, Vanessa"? Cuca asks, louder than Carla had. There's a devious smirk on her face as the table takes notice of Vanessa's obviously plummeting mood. You wanted to ignore it, truly did, but it dawned on you pretty quickly what Cuca was doing, why Vanessa seemed so pissy.

You glance up at Usnavi who, for once, catches on pretty fast as well. He and Vanessa went...back. Back, as in, it was never meant to work out, he had a schoolboy crush, they tried to make it work, but it just...didn't.

"Ah nothin', Y/n I was wondering how Paris went? Fashion week? I'm sure you're a pretty popular girl, Got a man waiting for you back home? Maybe 2? 3"?

The table looks at her as if she'd grown a second head, Usnavi is silent, the table is silent. She takes a sip of her martini and laughs it off fakely, "Just kidding guys, Just. Kidding".

This is what you'd been telling your sister about since you were younger; Nina never quite got the picture because Vanessa was her best friend, she wanted to believe she was a good person because that's all Vanessa allowed her to see. The angel of the barrio, the prettiest too.

Oh, how the mighty had fallen. Your sister raises an angry brow, she looks at you with a familiar questioning 'You got this' expression, and for once, for once since you'd found your voice, you nod.

"We broke up, bout 4 months ago, didn't work out with the two of us. But...I'm moving back, and that's all that matters".

Again, the table breaks out into a thunderous roar of hoots and hollers at the news of you staying.

Vanessa looks furious.

𓆰♡︎𓆪𓆰♥︎𓆪𓆰♡︎𓆪𓆰♥︎𓆪𓆰♡︎𓆪𓆰♥︎𓆪𓆰♡︎𓆪𓆰♥︎𓆪𓆰♡︎𓆪𓆰♥︎𓆪𓆰♡︎𓆪

After the party had died down, and thinned out. You and Usnavi stayed behind to clean up, help abuela to bed, and lock up.

When all is said and done, you head out onto the fire escape, drinks in hand. You felt comfort in the silence, looking over to see Usnavi felt the same way. It was nostalgic in a way, reminded you of the night before you left, sharing a beer on the fire escape, praying abuela didn't wake her ass up to see the two of you drinking, yet you never stopped or went somewhere else.

Abuela's place was the safest for all of you.

"You feel it too"?

"We was out here sneaking and drinking not too long ago". You nod, laughing lightly, your knees knocking with his just. like. then.

"And now you're in magazines, looking beautiful as ever".

"And now we're both a little older, little more in tune with who we are".

Usnavi smiles, his eyes leaving the night sky to look at you.

"And we know what we want now".

Your breath hitches, looking up at him now, his hand comes out to tilt your chin up, make sure you're looking at him directly. He leans in, barely a breath away.

"Do we"? You ask, voice soft, sweet.

Usnavi chuckles, his lips ghosting over yours.

"Mhm...I think we do".

Your lips finally touch.

Magic.

𓆰♡︎𓆪𓆰♥︎𓆪𓆰♡︎𓆪𓆰♥︎𓆪𓆰♡︎𓆪𓆰♥︎𓆪𓆰♡︎𓆪𓆰♥︎𓆪𓆰♡︎𓆪𓆰♥︎𓆪𓆰♡︎𓆪

A/n: I hope you enjoy, pretty!

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Pablo Neruda - Usnavi de la Vega

Request: no

Summary: reader has a crush on Usnavi and invites him to dinner. Just a bunch of fluff really.

A/N: I don't even know for sure how long this has been in my notes. Literally found it the other day and figured it was high time to finish it and post it here. Even if no one really cares about In the Heights anymore.

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The sight behind the counter shouldn’t have been a surprising one. It was more common than not that you would find Marco here, chin just level with the counter despite the stool that Usnavi let him stand on. He thought the bodega was the coolest place on earth and frequently told the owner that when he was Sonny’s age, he too would work there.  

His Spider-Man bike was chained up outside, evidence that he’d ridden straight here after school despite your constant reminders that he needed to come home first.  

“Someday I’m gonna report you as a missing child…they’re gonna think Usnavi kidnapped you.” You remarked, the bell jangling as the door shut behind you. The fan set up in the corner blew passed you as it oscillated, trying to keep the store cool in the early heat of June. You took quick stock of what you could see, noting the absence of any adult supervising your seven-year-old. “Speaking of, where is Usnavi?” 

“The cooler broke again,” Marco replied. The thud of his small feet hitting the floor echoed in the space and he came around the counter to hug you, “I got a gold star on my story about Puerto Rico,” he mentioned, pulling away to go retrieve the paper that had already been pinned up to the bulletin board behind the counter. No doubt Usnavi’s doing.  

“Wow, that’s so great baby,” you took the papers that were stapled together, looking over the story that he’d recited to you three times that morning. “You’re like a little Pablo Neruda.”  

“Who?” Marco took the papers back, hanging them in their rightful place once more. A couple of his drawings accompanied the story. Once Usnavi had even hung a spelling test up so everyone could see it. You appreciated the sweetness, the willingness to help whenever you needed it, having someone around that your son could rely on, but it didn’t stop the occasional pang of something indescribable in your chest. You didn’t want Marco to get his hopes up…god knows you kept waiting for something you were sure wasn’t going to happen. Despite Carla constantly insisting that Usnavi had feelings for you.  

“Yeah, feelings of friendship. Feelings of ‘look at this poor pathetic girl I’ve known my whole life, still can’t make it out, got a kid now cause she was too stupid to see when her boyfriend was lying to her.” 

“Trust me, the only thing Usnavi’s thinking with when you come in the store is-“ 

“Oh god Carla!” 

But you couldn’t help feeling more than a little hopeful everytime you saw one of Marco’s tests or drawings hanging up, as if Usnavi was just as proud as you were. As if Marco had a dad (or at least a father figure) who actually cared about him.  

“Pablo Neruda wrote love poems,” Usnavi’s voice sounded from behind you. “He’s your mama’s favorite.”  

You turned to look at him and he winked as if the two of you were co-conspirators. Like you were in on the same secret and it made your heart pick up speed just a little bit.  

“Who else is gonna write me love poems?” You managed to say, rather proud that you’d even mustered a sentence together.  

The smile didn’t leave Usnavi’s face, even after you turned back to Marco and told him to get his stuff together so you could go home. While you were used to the moaning and protesting that usually accompanied this request you were rather taken aback when Marco hopped off the stool without question and started gathering his school supplies off the counter.  

“Can Usnavi come over for dinner? He said Sonny’ll be here soon to help and that means he wouldn’t have to hang around too…can he?” Marco asked, eagerly, looking to Usnavi, “do you wanna come over for dinner?” 

“You’re going to abuela’s for dinner, remember?” It was Wednesday and Wednesday meant dinner with your ex’s mom.  

“Well, then you and Usnavi can have dinner.” He suggested, toothy smile (minus a noticeable one in the front).  

You thought about saying that you were more than positive Usnavi had better things to do than come over to your place and eat dinner with you but your mouth worked before your brain could intervene and suddenly you heard yourself saying, “what’d you say? Wanna have dinner with me?” to Usnavi.  

Maybe it was the heat or the work trying to fix the cooler that had him flushed but you swore he looked almost nervous when he nodded his head, like the offer was too good to be true. “Yeah, definitely.”  

Usnavi wasn’t one to get his hopes up. Benny constantly swore that you were basically in love, (“you’re practically raising Marco together, now if you could just get together”), but Usnavi didn’t want to take the chance and look like a fool. Not to mention, he liked Marco a lot and he didn’t want you to think he had some ulterior motive for being nice to your son. He wasn’t expecting you to want to be with him and he didn’t want you to think he was.  

You told him seven o’clock and he got there at 6:45, standing at the bottom of the stoop and contemplating the flowers he’d brought. You didn’t say it was date or even imply that this was anything more than you offering a meal while Marco was at his abuela’s. Maybe you just didn’t feel like eating alone. Or maybe you felt bad because Marco had offered dinner and you didn’t want to be rude. Maybe the flowers were overkill, maybe you were allergic.  

“You stand outside all night, you’re never gonna get a chance,” Daniela teased as she walked passed him, bumping her hip against his playfully.  

“We’re just having dinner,” Usnavi didn’t bother to ask how Daniela already knew about the dinner. No doubt everyone in Washington Heights knew about dinner.  

“Yeah?” She plucked a flower out of the bunch, “hoping for dessert?”  

Usnavi choked on his reply, swallowing down the last bout of nerves and heading up to the door before Daniela could continue teasing him. You were on the second floor, the black and white tiled hallway was missing a piece right beside your door and when you complained the landlord told you there was nothing he could do. Now a large pot sat over it with monstera growing next to a welcome mat that you changed out for the seasons. It was getting close to valentines and the mat had red and pink X’s and O’s.  

The green door was cracked open, a “come on in” gesture that Usnavi had encounter a few times before when he’d offered to keep Marco while you worked and then walked the boy home at the end of the night. He rarely saw you without your son and it occurred to him as he pushed the door open that this would be the first time he was at your place without the seven year old buffer leading the conversations.  

“Uh, hey, the door was open,” Usnavi offered as he walked in, shut the door behind him, and walked further into your apartment. He was still holding the flowers, down by his side, their petals directed at the hardwood floor.  

“Hey,” you moved away from the frying pan to give him a hug, laughing gently at the sight of the bouquet. “Are those for me?”  

“Oh, yeah, sorry,” he apologized, whipping them up so fast a few petals fell off. “Daniela stole one, actually.”  

“Well they’re beautiful, thank you.” You took the bouquet from him and Usnavi watched you move around the small kitchen, grabbing a vase and filling it with water and arranging the flowers. He thought about something Abuela Claudia had told him years ago about knowing when he was in love and he turned away, looking around the rest of the small space as if he’d never been in it before.  

“Sonny didn’t mind watching the store I hope,” you mentioned, looking for something to say. It felt different without Marco there. Not the sort of different that made it awkward, despite you grasping for something to say, but the sort of different that felt like talking and having dinner were the furthest things from your mind. The sort of different that had you thinking Daniela and Carla and everyone else in the Heights that had an opinion on it was right.  

“As long as I bring him back something,” he replied. He’d made it to the bookcase near the front door, looking through all the books at eye level first. Pablo Neruda caught his eye and he took the book down, skimming through the pages.  

“Whatca got there?” You asked, coming over to look around his shoulder at the book he was holding in his hands. 

Usnavi tilted his head to look back toward you, “estás aquí. Oh, no te escapes," he began, reciting the poem as you stood there listening, dinner forgotten. His voice was smooth, the way it always was but somehow different too. Sweeter, like honey.  

That different sort of feeling that you were trying not to fall into settled over you as you listened to him read. You couldn’t take your eyes off him, and when he finally reached the end of the poem and he looked over at you, the fall you were trying to avoid suddenly crashed over you.  

“...quiero hacer contigo lo que la primavera hace con los cerezos,” he recited, eyes meeting yours.  

“¿Es así?” You were only just barely aware of Usnavi placing the book back on the shelf, the thin volume of poems falling to the floor from its haphazard placement. He turned into your space, kissing you without hesitation.  

Benny always said he was too slow, that he overthought all of his actions before he did them, and that what he needed to do was just act. It wasn’t advice he ever actually took. Usnavi just wasn’t the kind of person who acted on impulse. And then all of the sudden he was holding your face in his hands and kissing you in your living room. Impulsive, absolutely. When you finally pulled away, only to catch your breath, Usnavi smiled. That irresistibly boyish smile that always gave you butterflies. “Dinner?” He asked, only to avoid any more impulsive acts like telling you he loved you.  

“Dinner can wait.”  

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The door to the apartment slammed open and Marco came through, kicking his shoes off as he called out, “Mama! Mama!”  

Behind him, the door shut, his grandma stepping into the kitchen and looking suspiciously over the food that was left on the counter, still in the pan though the oven was off. The door to your bedroom was open and before Marco could make it that far you appeared in the hall, holding a zippered sweatshirt closed, semi-nervous smile on your face.  

“Hey baby, how was dinner?” You asked, hovering near the door of your room. 

“Abuela made dulce de leche! I brought you a piece!” He held the tupperware out toward you proudly, “Is Usnavi still here?”  

“Uh, he’s...he’s in the...” you floundered, trying to think of something to say. He was very much still there, on the other side of the open door, pulling his clothes on as fast as possible.  

“Why don’t we put this in the fridge Marco,” your ex’s mother suggested, taking the tupperware back from you and putting her arm around your son’s shoulders, “wait for your mama and this Usnavi to join us.” 

If you didn’t know you’d hear an earful from her about almost getting caught by your son, you would have thanked her for intervening when she did. Instead you just ducked back in your room, closing the door so you could change quickly, clocking Usnavi standing there with a massive grin on his face.  

“Don’t smile at me like that,” you whispered. An empty warning, really.  

“I don’t know what you mean,” he replied, grin still in place.  

“Come on, I still owe you dinner.” You held the bedroom door open for him to go out first, “and now we’ve got dessert too.” 

Usnavi stopped in the doorway to kiss you, “I’ve already had mine.” When you smacked his arm he only laughed and continued into the kitchen, Marco’s excited greeting putting a smile on your face as you walked into the kitchen after him.  

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The poem Usnavi reads is Pablo Neruda's Everyday You Play .

Translations:

estás aquí. Oh, no te escapes - you are here. Oh you do not run away

quiero hacer contigo lo que la primavera hace con los cerezos - I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees

¿Es así? - is that so? / it's like that?

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[shakirawastaken]

prom? (sonny x reader)

hi !! missed me ?? back with more of our fav kid en el barrio :) its prom season someone be my date /p !!

“Okay, we have to get this perfect! I am not letting Pete one up as at our senior prom!!” Sonny exclaimed as he hit pause on the music playing from his phone. Your guys’ senior prom was in a couple of days, and the two of you desperately needed to catch up on your dancing skills. So, you decided that the best option was to practice. 

“Agreed,” you said, attempting to catch your breath after dancing to whatever song Sonny was playing from his phone. 

“Can we take a break first?” Sonny said, dramatically breathing in and out to emphasize the point that he was tired. You nodded and collapsed onto the floor behind the bodega, sitting on one of the steps there and chugging the water Usnavi had given the two of you moments ago. 

“So,” you started, after catching your breath. “Do you have a date to prom?” you asked, getting straight to the point. 

Sonny shook his head, pursing his lips.

“I thought you said ‘No one can resist the De La Vega charm? No?”” you teased him, slightly punching him in the leg as he moved to sit down next to you. 

“No, no I just didn’t ask the person I want to take yet,” he admitted, leaning back next to you. Changing the subject, he quickly asks you, “Do you have a date?” 

You also shook your head, “The person I want to go with hasn’t asked me yet.” 

“Ask them,” he said in all seriousness, “call them right now.” He smirked and raised an eyebrow, as if challenging you to do so. You stared at him with an unbothered expression on your face, raising your own eyebrow. 

In reality, you were scared out of your mind. What if they said no? What if they embarrassed you in front of your best friend?

“Bien, I’ll call them,” you said, giving in to the little staring contest the two of you were having - silently one upping one another. Ignoring Sonny’s victory dance, you reached into your backpack and pulled out your phone, hands shaking just a little. You pulled up his contact and clicked the call, putting the phone up to your ear. 

!!!! Sonny’s own phone started ringing from his bag. He silently cursed in Spanish as he went to find his phone, annoyed that he was missing this moment of you asking your amante to prom. He answered the call without viewing the contact information. 

“Hola? What’s up?” he quickly asked, annoyance seeping through his voice at the caller on the other side of the phone. 

“Hola,” you said, simply. He glanced at you confused and you took that as a cue to continue talking. “I was wondering if you wanted to go to prom with me?” 

He grinned and glanced at you, before looking down at his nails. “I have to check my schedule, I’ll get back to you,” he said before ending the phone call. 

“Que?” You said with mock anger, staring at him. 

“I’m just kidding chica,” he muttered, “of course I’ll go to prom with you.” 

! hope u liked it

[caterinawriting]

Suenito Masterlist

Summary : (Y/n) is a single mom living in the barrio, struggling to make ends meet like everyone else. Her only Suenito? To provide a good life for her baby, and to move away from the elevated train. And maybe finally go out with her high school crush Usnavi.

Pairing : Usnavi x Reader

Warning : Mentions of domestic abuse, violence.

(Not my gif I can’t make them)

If anyone wants to be tagged let me know

Chapters :

(1) - (Y/n) and her baby Sebastian go through their daily routine of waking up, feeding, getting spooked by the train. And finally make it to get their daily coffee from the best Bodega in the Heights.

(2) - (Y/n) goes to work to at the Salon, see her long time friend Nina again. Learns something new about Vanessa and she realizes why she might end up alone.

(3) - Usnavi agrees to go out with Vanessa, (Y/n)’s life feels more and more complicated and we hear a bit about high school prom. 

(4) - 96,000! We take a trip to the pool, hear about dreams and a little Uncle Benny action!

(5) - (Y/n) and Enrique have it out, a little sexual tension from a pair you don’t care about and to make your day worse you and Usnavi also have it out.

(6) - The big night, shit goes down. Jealous Vanessa, hot (Y/n) and a very awkward dinner. I mean screaming and baby don't go together!

[katieslotherford]

Masterlist

Hi, this is my main masterlist in which I'll link any sub-list.

I have never done any requests and would not put myself in a position of being a writer. But I'm starting to get a hang of it again and if you've got a request, feel free to submit via ask. I would consider characters mentioned below. I won't do NSFW (up to T is fine, M might be too, no E pls), dubious content, non-consenual topics. I won't cover actor's lives.

English is not my mother tongue, so some things might sound weird for native speakers. Please tell me...

Law & Order - Special Victim's Unit

Dominick 'Sonny' Carisi

Just One Word - OS with gn!Reader

Rafael Barba

Criminal Minds

Aaron Hotchner

LMM-Roles

David Santiago

Radio Wade’s Wave FM - Multichapter with gn!Reader

Lee Scoresby

Jack the Lamplighter

Usnavi de la Vega

Juan Alvarez

Miscellaneous

Paul Mendelson

Frederick Chilton

Hannibal Lecter

[fatalitysficbakery]

hey heaven! welcome to the wittimg world (love your name by the way!) so I have a request - angst #3 with usnavi, sonny and latina fem!character. where sonny crashes at usmavi's place and notice he isn't sleeping in his room anymore (which he thought is normal because when usnavi feels overwhelmed by his parents memories he sleeps on the couch) but this time it's different... usmavi usually has these insomnia phases where sonny can hear him going back and forth in the loving room. but truth is, usnavi is haunted by the memory of a girl from his past but he can't remember who she is and where it takes place even if it happens over and over....

Ghosts Of A Lover Unknown. (Usnavi De La Vega x Latina Fem!Reader)

Genre; Angst.

Warnings; very very sad usnavi, worried sonny, insomnia, hints of past life themes, if everything is in italics, it means it’s a flashback!, open ended (interpretation is up to you).

Synopsis; #3 “If our empty bedroom bothers you so much maybe try sleeping in it one day, Blank”.

↳ ❤︎ Heaven’s Baked Goods (Masterlist) ❤︎

↳ Heaven’s Drabble Menu ❥❥

A/N: Thank you for welcoming me to tumblr writing world! I used to write on wattpad but I like tumblr a lot more, actually. This is such an amazing plot, btw. I love it so much, thank you for this request. I hope my interpretation of it is to your liking, lovely! Also, thank you for the compliment, my mama and cousin picked it out for me :D.

“Stop”!! You squealed, running away from the water Usnavi sprayed on you.

“Come back here, Mujer” Usnavi laughed, chasing you with a water balloon and hose in hand.

“Not today, Satan”! You kept running, when you finally stopped; Still. Frozen in front of Usnavi with a confused and curious expression, repeating one sentence.

“Usnavi, you okay”? You asked, over and over again much to Usnavi’s confusion, until finally you came and punched him in the shoulder, “Bro, are you okay”!?

That was the last thing you’d said before Usnavi snapped back into reality to see Sonny standing in front of him, eyebrows furrowed with worry. This was the 2nd time this week Sonny had found his cousin pacing while stuck in a trance— He hadn’t stayed in his room in days and Sonny was frankly a little tired of his pacing when he was trying to sleep.

“Huh? Yeah, yeah. I’m good, Son”. Usnavi gave a weak exhausted smile. For most of his life, Navi had been plagued with insomnia, it kept him up for nights on end but this? It was different. For the past few months he’d been having flashbacks, visions, of this woman. He didn’t know who she was but her face was vivid in his mind, someone of his past he gathered— His heart felt tight whenever he remembered, er, tried to remember her. It was like she was a missing puzzle piece that he had to find, but he couldn’t remember her name to even start a search.

“Yeah, that’s why you’ve been sleeping in the living room for the past month and pacing like an idiot for the past two days? Believable”. Sonny scoffed, running a frustrated hand through his hair, exhausted himself with his cousins antics.

Usnavi sighed, Son was right. But, he couldn’t sleep in there— The nightmares, flashbacks, and visions were even worse in his room, at least in the living room he wasn’t in a king bed that seemed to be missing a woman from his past inside it. “It’s just…too empty in there. I can’t sleep in my room right now. Go to bed, ight? You’re working the register tomorrow at the bodega”.

“If your empty room bothers you so much, maybe try sleeping in it one day, Usnavi”.

If only it was that easy, Usnavi thought. He shook his head and sat down on the couch groaning into his hands— He was frustrated, the more he couldn’t remember the woman in his flashbacks, the more he longed for her.

“Just- Go to bed. I’m good man”.

Sonny rolled his eyes and finally walked away back to his own room.

↳

“Papi, open your eyes” Your voice came out in a singsong way that sounded like honey to Usnavi’s ears. He opened one eye, his hands on your hips and a smile gracing his freckled features.

“It’s so early, Mi Vida. Come back to bed”. He groaned, rubbing soothing circles into your sides, something he’d done as a habit since the first day you’d gotten together.

“Nuh unh unh. I made you breakfast, Baby Boy. Eat with me”? You jut out your lower lip, booping your boyfriends nose; Usnavi sighed, he could never resist your pout, patting your thigh to let you know to let him up, he smiles in defeat making you squeak happily.

Usnavi woke up in a cold sweat, screaming into one of his pillows in pure frustration. The first time he’d slept in his room in weeks and the dreams had started back up, each one frustrating him more than the last. He had to find you.

~•~~•~•~~•~•~~•~ + ~•~~•~•~~•~•~~•~

Sonny was getting worried about Usnavi more each day, when he’d found out they’d had a neighbor moving in Sonny thought it’d be good for Navi to socialize and meet new people; Maybe just maybe, it’d get him out of this funk he was in.

“Come onnnn. She’s cute. Her and her mom just moved in”.

Usnavi was skeptical. He didn’t want to meet anyone— Not if they weren’t her. But he didn’t even know who “her” was. Maybe Son was right, he hated that he was right but he finally agreed, preparing some cupcakes; Store bought, the man can’t bake for shit. He and Sonny set off to meet their new neighbors…He hoped he could seem the least bit interested in what was happening while there.

↳

When they arrived at the neighbors and rang the doorbell, Usnavi was anxious. Honestly, he’d rather be trying to find his dreamgirl but since it was unlikely; He’d appease his cousin and meet the neighbors instead. When the door opened, an older Cuban woman appeared, smiling politely at the two boys.

“Hello, I’m Terry. How can I help you boys”? She asked sweetly, reminding Usnavi a bit of Abuela with the comforting tone of voice in which she spoke.

“Uh, I’m Usnavi and this is my little cousin Sonny. We just wanted to welcome you to the neighborhood and bring you some cupcakes”, Usnavi spoke nervously, swallowing thickly. It wasn’t hot, but Usnavi could feel himself sweating a little.

“Aye. You boys are so handsome. Why don’t you come in? My daughter and I were just sitting down for tea. Wait a sec. Aye, Mija! Get yer ass down here to meet our neighbors”. She yelled out for someone, and sent a playful eye roll the boys way as a ‘see what I have to deal with’? They both gave a small awkward chuckle in response.

“She’s so shy, my daughter. Y/n! Hurry”!

~•~~•~•~~•~•~~•~ + ~•~~•~•~~•~•~~•~

Usnavi didn’t know why the name had struck something within him but suddenly he was even more nervous, sweating harder than before.

“Please, ma. I’m right here. Sorry about that. Hi, I’m…Y-Y/n” the woman introduced herself before seeing Usnavi and freezing to her spot.

The air was knocked out of Usnavi’s lungs, he and the woman stared at each other in shock. It was her. The woman from his flashbacks. The woman who’d been plaguing his dreams and messing up his sleep schedules. As they stared at each other, it all came back to him; Not only their old romance, but their old lives— He’d remembered each and every one of them and from the look on her face? So did she. They’d promised to search for each other after each life ended, he couldn’t remember at first but now he did. She was there. She was real.

His Y/n.

~•~~•~•~~•~•~~•~ + ~•~~•~•~~•~•~~•~

A/N: Ahhh. I hope this is to your liking, beloved!

[iamnotusnavi]

Welcome Home

Usnavi x Reader

Words: 2300+

A/N: I am so sorry for the writing of fics being late. I really am in a crux right now with the current fic I was trying to write. It will come out as soon as I figure it out:)

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"Usnavi. We need to talk.” You said somberly. You were in the bodega standing near Usnavi while he was fixing and arranging the things on the store shelf.

“What is it mi querida?” Usnavi, the man your dating asked. He asked with such loving concern as always. Your heart was in pain and it was about to get more painful.

You were 18. You had just finished your senior year two months before this. You were given the chance to go to college and you were ecstatic when you heard the news. You were so happy. You were going to be the first person in your family to go to college, but the next part got you a bit pulled back. Your college was out of the state. It was out of New York. You were going to Stanford University with Nina in California and you would be far away from home and most importantly Usnavi, the man you loved. Nina had nothing to worry about, but you had a big one.

It took you a week to make the decision and you had finally come to one. You thought that this was too good of a chance to pass up. You had three days to prepare on what to say to him and to tell him your choice. Three days have gone by and you were honestly not even close to half on being prepared in every way. Now you had to say it to him and imagining him in a miserable state makes you miserable too.

“I- I..” you stuttered.

“What is it Y/N? Are you alright?”

You were so nervous and pained to say it to him.

“Can we sit down somewhere?”

“Sure.”

Concern was present in his voice.

“Okay Y/N, calm down. Breathe…” When he said that, your tears were threatening to fall out of your eyes.  It takes a lot of courage to leave a man sweet and caring like him.

You took a small breath and prepared yourself. You felt like vomiting, but you had to say it.

“I’m going to college.”

“Y/N that’s amazing.” He said warmly. “Where is it?”

“It’s in California.” He was a bit taken aback for a second, but got himself talking again.

“It’s alright. We can long distance this right?” You couldn’t look him in the eye.

“Right?” he said again, but with a much more worried tone.

“I-“ You were so ready to just cry and scream, but you had to handle this properly. You tried facing him eye-to-eye.

“Usnavi. I’m going to California. I mean long distance sounds alright, but it’s just not what I wanna do.” Your voice was shattering.

“I don’t wanna force you into a relationship that includes your partner to be so far away from you. Both you and I know it will be difficult and keeping you in this relationship while I’m so far away just makes me feel worse. You deserve someone who’s going to be there for you and who is near you.”

“What are you trying to tell me?” His voice was somber and you couldn’t keep your eyes looking at him anymore. The tears had started to fall.

“I’m trying to say that- that we can’t go with our relationship like this. Going further with a distance so large is so difficult.”

Usnavi had tears visible in his eyes.

“So… I have to leave you.” You ended with that and you started to cry. Usnavi was saddened by the news.

“When do you leave?” He asked.

“Tomorrow afternoon.”

He didn’t say anything further. He took you into his arms and embraced you while you were crying.

“I know you don’t want this and I don’t want this either. I’m so sorry.” You were sobbing a lot. Usnavi didn’t bother to say anything, but he held you in his embrace and cried with you.

The next day was miserable for the both of you. Everyone was there when you were going to leave. Usnavi was also there. He was the last one you faced for a goodbye.

“Bye.” You said sadly. He then took you in again for another hug.

“Goodbye.” He felt your warm tears on his shirt. He then broke the hug and kissed you one last time.

When you got into the car with Nina, your heart was still in pain.

---------------------------------------------------

Five years have gone by. College and having a side job were a pain. Wow, the days go so quickly. You finally finished college. Your graduation was hot, but your parents were there. After that, they left early with Nina’s parents to go home because of the business they had to operate. You and Nina then were left to pack everything up and get ready to go home.

You were excited to go back home and see the GWB and the barrio and how everyone was doing. As you were thinking that, your thoughts had made you remember Usnavi. Your heart was having a small sting. Suddenly going home was nerve racking to you.

“You ready?” Nina asked

“Yup.” You guys then took a car to get to the airport.

When you both were finally in the plane, you couldn’t get him off your mind. You couldn’t forgive yourself for what you did. You broke his heart. When you both got to JFK, it was around midnight. You were picked up by Nina’s parents and was delivered home.

While riding the car, you finally saw the GWB. Oh, how much you’ve missed the place. With every minute, you were getting closer and much more nervous. After a few minutes, you finally reached home.

You took your bags into your room with the help of your parents and you were getting ready for bed. You felt tired and ready to sleep. After finishing the preparation, you finally sighed in relief. You had gotten comfortable on your bed, but as soon as you were finally about to sleep, Usnavi came into your mind again with the past attached to the thought. With all of you deep thinking about the past, it made you a bit more tired and with that thought, you somehow slept.

You heard your mom call you from the hallway.

“Y/N, wake up.” Right, this isn’t California anymore. You were home, but kinda jet lagged.

You finally decided to get ready for the day. You took a bath, put on some clothes and ate your “breakfast” which at this point was basically brunch already.

“Where’s dad?” You asked.

“He went out to work.” She said. She then continued, “Y/N, can you go to the bodega and buy some milk.”

“AWww why me?”

“It’s not a suggestion, it’s a demand.” She said with sassiness.

“Okay dictator.” With that you continued eating and chilled in the house for a bit. Hours later, you decided to go for a walk and pass by the bodega while doing that.

It was hot outside. You decided to pass by the barrio businesses. You decided to go to the Rosario’s first. When you got in, you sighed in relief feeling the aircon.

“Oh hoh hoh, look who’s home.” You knew that voice.

“Wassupppp Benny! How are you?”

“Still the number one earner and the fastest learner. What made you come over here?” he asked.

“I just wanted to stroll around and do nothing much. Well, I have to pick something up in the bodega too.”

“How are you and Usnavi? You really broke his heart.”

Okay. Damn, that was quick and what. The memory came rushing into you again. You were completely not prepared for that question.

“I haven’t gotten or talked to him yet.” You said with a bit of guilt.

He was about to say something, but he was interrupted by a sound coming from the dispatch.

“I honestly would love to chat more but boss is making do things. We should catch up soon yeah?”

“Sure. Bye” He then nodded back at you. You then continued your stroll. Your feet brought you to the salon. You were honestly dreading the salon. The ladies in there get news pumping real quick.

You mentally prepared yourself and opened the door. You were greeted by Carla and Daniela talking to a customer about the liquor shop owner, Julio who was caught cheating on his girl with a man.

“So, Yesenia walked into the room and she had a bat. She smelled sex and cheap perfume and saw Julio with another man and- Hey Y/N welcome home!” Daniela said with a very welcoming tone.

“Hi Dani, hi Carla.” You smiled.

“What brings you to the salon?” Carla asked.

“I just wanted to go around the barrio. I mean, it’s been five years. I miss it. Where’s Vanessa?”

“She’s on her own social hours.” Daniela answered. You chuckled a bit. You guys then talked for a bit about college. After a few minutes of talking, you were deciding to take your leave.

“I love talking to you both. Thank you for the news I missed.”

“No problem chica. If you come here every day, you’ll receive the daily news.” Dani said.

“I’m gonna head to the bodega now.”

“For what?” Carla asked.

“I’m gonna pick up some stuff mama told me to buy.”

“Chica, I know it’s been so long, but how are you and Usnavi?”

There again. You really were again caught off-guard with that question. You realized they knew too. You wanted to run away already but you had to handle it properly.

“I haven’t talked to him in a while…”

“Aww, you’ve gotta catch up and talk to him at least.” Carla said with pity present in her voice.

“Carla’s right. The boy was so heartbroken and dead when you left”

“What do you mean?”  Curiosity was getting the best of you and it was genuine.

“That boy was sad for a bit. He wasn’t the lively caffeinated cinnamon roll before anymore after you left.” Dani said.

“Maybe a few months…” Carla added.

“Well, I’ll try talking to him and maybe catch up over coffee…I’ll take my leave now guys.” You were a bit sad after hearing that.

“Bye linda, see you around.” Dani said and hugged you for a bit.

“Adios Y/N” Carla added.

With that, you took your leave and decided to walk aimlessly for a bit. You felt annoyed, sad, and miserable when you heard Usnavi related questions. How could you have done that? But I mean you were both young. Right?

As you walked aimlessly, you finally decided to stop. Your feet had brought you to a place that had a lot of memories. You walked into the door and heard the salsa and hip hop on the radio. You went inside the bodega. You walked the aisles for a bit. You looked for stuff and reminisced all those memories you had in it. You heard two people talking on the counter. They both sounded familiar. You then decided to continue your shopping. You were near the chip aisle when you heard,

“Y/N?”

“Oh no” was the first thing that came into your mind. That voice was embedded in your mind. It’s one of the voices you recognize. You stopped dead in your tracks and tried to prepare yourself for one helluva an encounter in the barrio.

“Hi.”

That was all you managed to say, but your mind then decided to get yourself together. When you looked on their side of the store, you saw Vanessa on the other side of the counter. You decided to avoid as much interaction with Usnavi, but you’ll still be polite.

“OH, hey Vanessa. How are you?”

“I’m good. Thanks.”

“Don’t mind me, I’ll be shopping around.” With that they went back to their talking and coffee. You were absolutely terrified of what comes next. You then heard a bit of whispering and you were curios but decided to not care about it as much.

When your basket was finally filled and ready for checkout, you proceeded to the counter. You were preparing yourself for this encounter in every way possible.

You finally walked to the counter and reached it. As soon as you started emptying the basket for the check out Vanessa said a quick “bye” to both of you and left. Oh dear, you were left alone with your ex who has been in your mind all day. You decided to stay quiet for a bit, but the awkwardness was killing you. Usnavi decided to break the silence.

“Hey. Long time no see.” He said.

“Wait is he blushing?” you thought.

“Yeah.”

“So how was college?”

“It was alright.” Yes, it was definitely the worst conversation you’ve had all day.

“The subtotal is 14.65 dollars. Coffee?” He asked.

“No thank you, it won’t help me fall asleep. My jet lag is still in its process.”

He then packed all the stuff you bought into a grocery bag.

“It’s nice to see you again Y/N.”

You swear you were not prepared by that and you were blushing.

“Same here.”

You picked up your bag and were heading towards the door. As you were about to leave the store, you heard your name being called out by him.

“Y/N?”

“Yeah?” you turned your head towards him.

“I wanna be honest with you.”

You were a bit confused by that but you wanted to hear him out.

“I really, badly miss you. You have been my ray of sunshine no matter how bad the days got. Even though we ended like that, I still missed you. I still loved you and I still do. It felt so empty not seeing you around here. I felt like something is missing everyday and it always was you. Home wasn’t home without you in it.”

You wanted to break into tears and run into his arms.

“I know things may be a bit off between us, but I’m willing to wait forever for you to come around and be in my arms again. I loved you and I still do.”

He then decided to catch his breath for a bit.

“Welcome back home.” He said in a somber tone.

He then looked down and his face was the face he had when you left him.

You didn’t want to leave him again. You couldn’t do it again. You ran to the counter and hopped over it and pulled his collar. You turned him around kissed him. It felt and tasted sweet. It felt nostalgic. It felt like home.

You then broke the kiss and hugged him.

“I’m never leaving you again.” Your tears prickled down your cheeks. He then followed after. You both were in each other’s embrace.

“I’m home and I won’t do it again.” You said while crying tears of joy.

“I love you, mi querida.”

“I love you too.”

After years of being apart from your parents, the barrio, and Usnavi, you came back and you were finally home.

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A/N : Thanks for reading💕 More fics coming soon!!!

[spider-quinn]

Better late than never 😉 Here’s my take on Tom Holland x In the Heights moodboard/ aesthetic 🎶🗽🌉🎆💃🏻🍧🦀🇵🇷🌺

Hope y’all enjoyed it

[thecoffeehouse204]

So I’ve decided to venture into the fanfic world after 20 years of not really writing anything.

Here’s my first attempt, a little Usnavi x Reader story. Hope everyone enjoys.

NOTE: This is based off the musical in which graffiti Pete does a mural of Abuela Claudia on the grate of the bodega. Just in case anyone is here from the movie and totally confused.

[himbowashington]

How to accidentally fall in love the local bodega boi PART 1:

you’re broke but you finally find a way to move to New York you move to Washington heights it’s not the fanciest neighborhood but it’s affordable and everyone’s friendly and it’s a safe haven from your toxic family back home so you’re more than happy to sign a lease and move in as soon as humanly possible

You’re from the suburbs used to people keeping to themselves/passive aggressive neighbors the whole set up

The first month you spend miserable either locked up at your apartment or working nyc is an entirely different pace than what youre used to plus working two jobs keeps you busy and exhausted most of the time

That’s when you run out of smokes. It’s a terrible habit but now is not the time to be getting rid of any type of useful stress reliever.

You realize that you can either wait till you take the subway back into work or you can face the tight knit community of which you feel entirely separate from and go and look for a convenience store nearby

You finally talk yourself into walking through and exploring the neighborhood in which you quickly find a brightly lit little bodega and open the door shuffling in

The doorbell rings as you enter you pray to god the owner lets you pay and get out without having to be too social unfortunately for you this is usnavi’s bodega which means that possibility is non existent

He bursts forward towards you, you flinch slightly not expecting someone to greet you at the door you’re approached by a bright smiling face “hey what can I help you with?” He says easily leaning against one of the shelves. You’re caught of guard by his overwhelming friendliness. “I uh- he interrupts before you have the chance to really embarrass yourself “here, I’ll make you coffee while you decide you look a little lost” he gives you an empathetic look seeing “tourist” in bright red letters over your head

He hops over the counter to grab a to go cup and make a drink for you. You walk down the aisles pretending to look as you think of what to say to him

Finally you get to the counter holding a bag of Funyuns (that you don’t want) in your shaky hands you put it up on the counter “I didn’t know what you took with your coffee so I just made it my special cafe con leche” you thank him quietly taking a sip

“Delicious” “I do the best I can. What brings you to the heights?” He shoos away the cash you try and hand him. Almost as though he’s offended. “I just moved here.” He freezes turning to look you dead and the eyes. “Well you certainly haven’t told anyone or we would’ve helped you settle in.” He says pushing the Funyuns towards you. “Consider it a very poor house warming gift but I promise we’ll get you a better one soon” “really I mean it thank you-“ you pause letting the talkative man fill in the blanks. “I am Usnavi. And you are?” “Y/N” “nice name, pretty name I mean, sounds nice. Mira, lemme know if you need more coffee okay?” “Sure thanks, Usnavi” he smiles at the use of his name. “No problem, neighborhood” he gives you a dorky but somehow still endearing smile which you return.

Half way home you realize you never got what you even went to the bodega for. You look at the bag of Funyuns in your hand and the perfectly blended coffee in the other, life has just become much more complicated but more importantly it has become much more interesting with Usnavi

[mnstrenrgy]

New Girl In The Barrio (Usnavi x OC)

A/N: This is my first fanfiction here on tumblr so if it’s really bad don’t hate, also if I like writing this I might make it a series, it has potential. Also a lot of the fan fictions I see always hate in Vanessa so sorry for adding to that pile lol. It ends kinda weirdly so sorry for that. Edit: I just realised that Usnavi is 24 and Vanessa is 19 so Ciara might have to be her twin or something

Plot: After Vanessa left for Manhattan, her little sister moved into her old flat.

Warnings: Probably some swearing but I think that’s it.

Word Count: (a number)

New Girl In The Barrio

Vanessa and Ciara used to be partners in crime, never leaving each other’s side. That was until high school of course. When Ciara finally got a boyfriend Vanessa always stole him (even though every other boy was falling at her feet).

After that our two sisters hardly talked, but after Vanessa moved to Manhattan she thought that maybe if she gave her little sister her old flat, she would forget about everything Vanessa did to her. Her sister didn’t, but at least Ciara got a nice flat out of it.

Ciara’s PoV

I placed the last box to the side of the front door and walked through the obstacle course I had created. Vanessa has left a few of her things, the TV, the sofa and even a wardrobe with a sticky note of it, it read.

“Thought you might need some actual clothes”

“Bitch,” I muttered as she opened the wardrobe to find a colourful array from tight red dresses to blue denim jeans.

After a long afternoon of unpacking and getting settled, I decided to visit the little bodega I saw whilst moving the boxes. It wasn’t anything too fancy but at least I can get something to eat and drink.

After quickly changing into something more attractive than my old pyjamas, I walked into the elevator and pressed the ‘0’ button. I wasn’t fond of elevators but it was either this or 4 flights of stairs.

“V-Vanessa?” The shopkeeper stumbled, “You’re back?” I quickly looked up hopefully showing him that I wasn’t Vanessa but he was too frightened to realise.

“Nope, sorry if you wanted her or something,” I said, this always happened, Vanessa left her messes for me to clean up. “But I’m Ciara, her little sister, nice to meet you,”

He shook you hand and told you his name aswell, also asking you how you like your coffee.

“One cream, two sugars please, and do you have anything I don’t need to cook? I’m starving and Vanessa only left me a few things and a rude sticky note.”

“Not In here, but we do have a microwave in the back, I could make you something?” Usnavi offered.

“That would be lovely, thank you!” I exclaimed, he was really nice and really hot.

“I’ll be back in just a second,” He said walking down the aisle to the back, “Sonny! Can you just be at the counter for a second!”

“Sure cuz,” ‘Sonny’ said, when he arrived, he thought the exact same as Usnavi, “Vanessa? You left ages ago!”

“Actually it’s Ciara, nice to meet you though!”

“In that case, you wanna go on a date or something,” He winked.

“Aren’t I a little too old for you?” I laughed.

“I like an older wo-,” - “SONNY!” Usnavi interrupted leaving an awkward silence in the air.

“What. Did. I. Tell. You. About. Flirting. With. Customers!” Usnavi shouted, hitting him with a towel after every word. He pushed Sonny towards the back door leaving us alone. “Here you go,” He pushed a small bowl of mac and cheese towards me which I gratefully accepted.

“How much will that be?” I asked, picking up my two items and pulling out my money.

“It’s on the house,” He said pushing my money away.

“Seriously?” He nodded, “Well thanks!”

Usnavi’s PoV

“Well thanks!” Ciara said, and with that she walked out the door. It took me a few seconds to realise I should go after her, I couldn’t make the same mistake I did with Vanessa.

“Wait!” I exclaimed running after her. She turned around to looked at me, “You could eat your food with me? I’d love to get to know you better!” I blushed, she probably thought I was weird.

“Sure! At least I’ll have one friend.” She said looking at the floor. I led her back to the bodega and patted the counter for her to sit down, she hopped up while I started cleaning.

~~~

“She really did that to you!” I exclaimed, Vanessa sounded like a bit of an asshole. “I’m sorry to hear that,”

“Don’t be its not your fault,” Ciara said trying to lighten the mood. She glanced up at the time and quickly jumped off the counter. “I better be going now, I’ll see you later Usnavi!”

“Before you go... would you like to come to the club with me tomorrow?” I blushed, wherever the courage had come from it quickly disappeared.

“I-I’d love too!”

[shakirawastaken]

Musicals masterlist :)

links to all my writings with characters from broadway musicals :) don’t throw away your shot!! also, all my posts are listed under #shakira shakira writes

In the Heights:

sonny de la vega:

bad coffee: your friend Sonny takes his best attempt at making you de la Vega coffee

uptown girl: you and sonny spend the day having fun in washington heights

talk of the town: news of ur date with sonny spreads like wildfire throughout the neighborhood

cultural food: you and sonny share your differing cultures with one another (chinese origin!reader)

blackout: you lose sonny in the middle of a blackout, but not to worry! he knows how to light his way back to you

rapid fire: sonny admits his feelings to you, but in spanish (non-spanish speaking latino/a/x!reader)

late night rants: sonny shows up at your house at midnight and lets out all his worries to you

reading tutor: sonny realizes you can’t read and offers to help you out

blurbs:

meeting him for the first time

usnavi de la vega: none yet !

vanessa: none yet!

Hamilton:

alexander hamilton:

none yet!

john laurens:

none yet!

lafayette:

none yet!

angelica schuyler:

none yet!

thomas jefferson:

none yet!

poly!hamilsquad:

none yet!

poly!southern mother freakin democratic republicans

none yet !

Newsies:

jack kelly:

none yet!

reqs and taglists are opennnn :)

[retvenkos]

“if only in my dreams”

prompt: singing holiday songs

SINGING HOLIDAY SONGS WITH USNAVI JUST HAS TO INCLUDE SOME OF THE FOLLOWING...

it was sonny’s idea. usnavi maintains that story despite the youngest de la vega insisting that it was a group effort.

the bodega was playing holiday music for the week of christmas.

at first, you didn’t believe your ears. 

you had walked in to grab a coffee and some batteries when it all started.

it was an unsuspecting wednesday. at first, you didn’t notice.

then you realized something was off.

“wait. usnavi, are you listening to ‘baby, it’s cold outside’?”

he flushed as you walked toward the counter.

“it was sonny’s idea. they say if you play christmas music, people are more likely to spend more money.”

“right...”

you roll your eyes as you pay for your items and leave.

you come back that saturday and the music is still going strong.

sonny is working the counter and you wave at him. he has his headphones in but still smiles and waves.

you’re browsing the candy section when you hear someone singing.

at first you figure it’s sonny and keep going

that boy sings all the time. usnavi hates it.

then you look at the register and realize that sonny’s mouth is not moving.

oh lord have mercy - it’s usnavi

you chuckle quietly to yourself but make sure to keep quiet.

then it occurs to you - usnavi has a good voice

at this point sonny is looking at you weird and you put a finger up to your lips. 

he catches your drift because he’s been shipping you guys forever and pretends you aren’t hiding by the frozen food as usnavi comes out, singing ‘i’ll be home for christmas’

you are trying your hardest not to die of laughter as you keep your hiding spot

usnavi tells sonny to get something from the back and when he resumes his singing, you know it’s your time to strike

you slowly come out of your hiding spot, singing along with him

he hears you and  l i t e r a l l y  jumps

but you smile and continue to sing, motioning for him to join you.

and he does.

you, of course, harmonize with him and usnavi is the living embodiment of the heart eye emoji

and sonny is totally laughing as he listens to the two of you idiots

the song finishes and usnavi just stares at you for the longest time

you smile at him

“usnavi?”

his voice is all deep

“yeah?”

“can you ring up my eggnog?”

he immediately clears his throat and blushes like a child

before you leave, you turn to usnavi one last time

“let’s do that again, yeah?”

you smile and all he can do is nod wordlessly.

AND FLUFF ENSUES.