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Behind the Curtains - Marcello Hernandez

The buzz of excitement at Saturday Night Live was in full swing, and you couldn’t help but smile as you watched Marcello go through his sketches backstage. He was always so focused, rehearsing his lines with that signature humor of his that made you fall for him in the first place. He was hilarious, of course, but there was something about watching him get serious for a second, totally wrapped up in his craft, that drove you wild.

You were tucked away in a small corner behind the stage, near the curtains that separated the backstage chaos from the magic that happened in front of the cameras. You knew it was a risk being here, but the adrenaline of the night made everything feel heightened. The hustle, the chatter, the energy, it all swirled around you, but your eyes were locked on Marcello.

He caught your gaze for a second. A sly smile crept onto his face, and he gave you a playful wink before turning his attention back to his script. But then, without a word, he tossed his script to one of the stagehands and made his way toward you. Your heart raced as he approached, that mischievous glint in his eye growing stronger with each step.

Without warning, Marcello grabbed your hand and pulled you behind the curtain, into a small, dimly lit space where no one could see.

“You know you’re trouble, right?” he whispered, his lips hovering just inches from yours, teasing you.

You smirked, feeling your breath catch. “You started it,” you shot back, feeling the pull between you two grow stronger with every second.

He didn’t respond with words this time. Instead, Marcello leaned in, his lips crashing against yours, soft but hungry. The moment his mouth met yours, it was like everything else faded away, the noise of the crew, the pressure of the live show, it all disappeared. All that mattered was him, and the way his hands gently cradled your face, his thumbs brushing against your cheeks.

Your back pressed against the wall as his kisses deepened, his breath warm and fast against your skin. You could feel the passion behind every kiss, a mix of playfulness and intensity that made your head spin. He kissed you like he’d been waiting all night for this, his hands moving to your waist, pulling you closer, as though he couldn’t get enough.

There was a moment where you broke apart just long enough to catch your breath, his forehead resting against yours. Marcello’s lips were slightly swollen, and the way his eyes locked onto yours, full of warmth and a hint of amusement, made your stomach flutter.

“You’re so distracting,” he whispered with a grin, though his hands stayed firmly on your waist, clearly not wanting to let go just yet.

You let out a small laugh, your fingers playing with the hem of his jacket. “I’m not the one who pulled you back here.”

“Couldn’t help it,” he muttered, his lips brushing against yours again, teasing. “I needed my good luck kiss before the show.”

“Oh, this is for good luck, huh?” you teased, leaning in for another kiss, softer this time, but just as sweet. His arms tightened around you, keeping you close as if time didn’t exist and there wasn’t a live audience waiting just beyond the curtain.

For a few more moments, it was just the two of you, hidden away from the world, your kisses growing slower but just as meaningful. The rush of the night, the pressure of his performance, all of it melted away in this small, stolen moment.

Finally, he pulled back, his hand brushing a strand of hair behind your ear, his smile soft and full of affection. “I should probably get back,” he whispered, though he made no move to leave.

“Yeah,” you replied, even though you both knew neither of you wanted this to end just yet.

One last kiss, tender and lingering, before Marcello finally pulled away, giving you that heart-melting grin of his. “Meet me after the show?”

“Only if you kill it out there,” you teased, nudging him playfully.

“I always do,” he said with a wink, before slipping back into the chaos of the SNL set, leaving you behind the curtain with a smile on your lips and the lingering taste of his kiss.

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Wrapped in Calm - Marcello Hernández

I can’t believe there’s no Marcello fics anywhere. Let me get the hang of it, and y’all are gonna get some good fics lol

Saturday mornings used to feel rushed, like there was always something to get done. But with Marcello, it’s different. Even with SNL later tonight, there’s this sense of calm that radiates from him.

His arm is slung lazily over my waist, his face half-buried in the pillow, dark curls all messy. He’s awake, but neither of us has moved, too comfortable in the quiet of the morning. I feel him shift slightly, and a soft hum escapes his lips, the kind that makes me smile.

"Morning," he mumbles, voice thick with sleep. His hand brushes my hip, fingers tracing lazy circles on my skin, and I can’t help but lean into his touch.

"Morning," I whisper back, my voice just as soft. I turn my head slightly to catch a glimpse of him, and there he is, eyes barely open but filled with this easy kind of warmth that makes my heart flutter.

We lie there for a while longer, neither of us in any hurry to move. His breathing is slow, steady, like he’s savoring every second. I feel the familiar pull of his body against mine as he shifts closer, burying his face into the crook of my neck.

"You’re so cozy," he murmurs against my skin, lips brushing lightly, and I can’t help but laugh a little, the sound muffled by the sheets.

"You say that every time," I tease, but I can’t deny that it’s true. Moments like this feel so effortless, like the world could stop outside and neither of us would care.

He lets out a contented sigh, pulling me even closer until our bodies are flush, his warmth enveloping me completely. "Yeah, well, it’s true every time."

There’s a quiet pause, the kind that’s comfortable, like we’ve said all we need to. Outside, the city is probably waking up, but here, in our little bubble, it’s just us. I can feel Marcelo’s chest rising and falling slowly against my back, his heartbeat a steady rhythm that I’ve grown to love.

"Are you nervous about tonight?" I ask after a while, breaking the silence.

I feel him shake his head, lips still pressed softly to my skin. "Not really. Feels normal now, you know?" His voice is so calm, so sure, like the chaos of live TV doesn’t even faze him anymore.

"Must be nice," I say, smiling to myself. It’s hard to imagine not being at least a little bit anxious before performing live in front of millions, but Marcello… he’s so chill about it. He always is.

He laughs quietly, his breath warm against my neck. "I guess I’ve just got good company to keep me grounded."

I roll my eyes, even though he can’t see it, and nudge him with my elbow. "You’re so cheesy."

"And you love it," he teases, his arm tightening around me, pulling me into this half-playful, half-sweet hug.

I sigh, leaning back into him, fully content. "Yeah, I do." And I mean it. Every bit of it. These slow mornings, the way he holds me like it’s the most natural thing in the world, the way he’s so calm before a night of madness, it’s all part of why I love him.

We stay like that for a little longer, wrapped up in each other, letting the morning stretch on without a care in the world.

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not my usual stuff, but god I miss them

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couples quiz

summary: you and marcello are the featured guests on the upcoming episode of the GQ "couples quiz." requested by anonymous. marcello x female!singer reader. this ended up being quite long, but i hope you enjoy! <3

“and there we go! you look stunning.” your makeup artist said to you.

“thanks to you.” you smiled at them. you were on set with GQ, getting ready to film a video with them. they’d invited you and marcello you partake in one of their “couples quiz” videos, and the two of you jumped at the opportunities.

you were led to the set, taking your seat as you waited for marcello to join you. he smiled at you has he walked over to you, pressing a kiss to your cheek before taking his seat across from you.

“you guys ready?” the producer asked, and you both nodded. 

“so ready.” you said with a smile, as some members from the crew handed you your question cards.

they counted down, and began rolling, you and marcello putting on your best faces and beginning the video.

“hey there, i’m y/n l/n,”

“and i’m marcello hernández,”

“and this is the GQ couples quiz.” you said in unison.

“alright, who wants to start?” you asked. 

“ladies first.” marcello said with a smile.

“well then, alright.” you settled the question cards in your hands, reading him the first one. “okay, this is a simple one to get us started. what is my favorite nickname for you?” you asked. 

“you call me cello a lot. or cellito, if you’re feeling flirtier than normal. but you’re also very heavy on the babe or baby. sometimes honey, which i personally love.”

“hmm, good to know.” you laughed before moving on to the next question. “oh, this is a good one. what was the first song i ever played for you?”

“i don’t want to give too much away, because as far as i know, it’s unreleased, yeah?” he asked, and you nodded.

“it is.” 

“but, i can say that you wrote it shortly after we made it official. so, almost four years ago. and, it’s about me.” he said, with a smirk to the camera.

“that is correct. at this point, i’m not sure i wanna release it, and instead just keep it between the two of us.” you said to the camera. you then moved on to the next question. “what is my favorite date we’ve been on?” 

“ooh, i know this one real well, because you tell this story all the time to people we meet.” he laughed, and you blushed. “it was when we were first dating, we were both in LA for work, and had coinciding days off. i took you to griffith park, we had a picnic, and we made friendship bracelets for each other with our initials on them. then, after lunch, we drove up mulholland, parked at one of the overlooks, and laid on the hood of our car while we watched the sunset over the city. it was very romantic. that was the night i asked you to be my girlfriend.” 

“i never told you this, but i’m sure i was already falling in love with you at that point. it was only like, a month or so after we started hanging out and talking, but i was already locked in.” 

“honestly, so was i.” marcello said, echoing your sentiment with a smile.

“next question; what is my favorite sketch of yours?” 

“you always tell me you have multiple favorites, and they change like, every month.” he laughed before answering.

“that is true, but i do have one all time favorite. one that i, without question, would top tier marcello sketches. and we’re not talking update features, because i love all of those. just live sketches.” you explained.

“okay, that helps me a bit. i’m gonna go with either fusion scientist, or the age of discovery.” he said.

“it is fusion scientist, but i’m only gonna give you half a point because you hesitated.”

“aw man.” he laughed. 

“although, i do also love the age of discovery. there’s something about fusion scientist  that just always gets me. i had genuine tears in my eyes the first time i watched it, and am still bitter it was cut for time.”  you clarified.

“that one was really fun to perform. it was so ridiculous and goofy, but i loved it.” he explained. 

“and thats why i love it too.” you said. “alright, next question. oh, this is a good one; what is my favorite gift you’ve given me?” you finished the question, and watched his eyes flit to your hands, landing on your ring finger on your left hand. he reached out to you, and you placed your hand in his, smiling as he pressed a kiss to the ring.

“this right here.” he said as you held your hand out to the camera for a close up. “i got you that ring on our first anniversary. it’s our birthstones in a heart shaped setting.” 

“not only is it my favorite gift you’ve given me, but i think it’s my favorite gift i’ve ever gotten, ever.” you said. you finished out your questions, tallying up marcello’s score. “alright, we are sitting at a nice round 20 points.” you said to the camera. 

“well, good for me.” he said with a laugh. “alright, my turn. first up, what sports did i play growing up?” he asked you.

“soccer was your main sport, and you played it throughout high school and college. but you also played baseball, and dabbled in golf, and sometimes fishing?”

“wow. yes to all of those. um, i don’t think i want to play this game anymore.” he laughed. 

“hey, we’re only one question in. don’t get too discouraged.”

“next question; who has been my favorite host to work with so far on snl?”

“either pedro or benito.” you answered, and he nodded. “those were really big episodes for you, and i know you had a good time getting to write and work on pretty good sketches during those episodes.” 

“those were both really good, and i enjoyed them both a lot. but, if i had to pick, i would pick benito over pedro.”

“oh, tea.” you gasped through a laugh.

“only because of the age of discovery sketch. that sketch being entirely in spanish, and all the love we got on it, it made me really proud. pedro was also part of that episode, so that still counts.” he explained. “what is my favorite food?” he asked.

“anything cuban or dominican. chuletas, tostones, literally anything else. you’re very easy to please.” you answered immediately. “c’mon give me a challenge.”

“yeah i should’ve skipped that one.” he laughed. “next one. oh, here’s a good one. what was i wearing on our first date?”

“you were wearing a dark blue cardigan, over a white t-shirt, with blue jeans, and white sneakers.” you answered. “i had a picture of us from that night as my phone wallpaper for a long time, it’s practically burned into my brain at this point.” you said. “do you remember what i was wearing?” you asked him

“you were wearing a black, like, lacy top, with a white skirt and black platform loafers.” 

“actually,”

“what?!” he said loudly, feigning offense.

“no, i’m just kidding. that was right.” you laughed.

“i was about to be so mad.” he laughed. “alright, next one; where was our first kiss?” he asked.

“our first kiss was on the beach in miami. you were home, visiting family and some friends. you asked if i wanted to come see you, and of course, being as down bad as i already was, i immediately jumped on a plane with zero hesitation. we had just finished lunch, and we were hanging out on the beach near where you grew up. we were sitting there in silence, listening to the waves crash on the shore, when we turned to each other, and we kissed. i remember it being really awkward, and us almost missing?”

“i do remember that as well.” he laughed. “but look at us now, so it must not have been too terrible.”

“it was a first kiss, so you kinda expect it to be awkward. but it was good in the long run.” you said, and marcello nodded, smiling at you. before continuing through the next couple of questions.

“alright, i think this is my last one.”

“and, not to brag, but i am only one point behind you.” you said, raising an eyebrow at him.

“well, then this will count for two points.” he said, clearing his throat. “which one of us made the first move?”

“you did.”

“wow, that was fast.”

“you did! we were at an snl after party, after dua lipa’s episode. which, i was invited to by her, by the way.” you said, matter-of-factly. “we were both at the bar, waiting for our drinks, and made small talk. we hung out for a bit, and by the end of the night, you were already asking for my number. barely two days later, you were asking me to go out.” 

“and you accepted without hesitation.” 

“well, yes, but this isn’t about me.” you teased, and marcello rolled his eyes at you.

“well, that was my last question. our final scores are 21 to 20, y/n only getting extra points because i played multiple sports growing up.” 

“and for that, i thank you.” you laughed.

you filmed the outro for the video, saying good bye and thanking the future audience for watching. there was a loud “CUT!” from behind the camera, and the producers and crew were thanking you and marcello for such a fun episode.

“thanks for having us! this was a lot of fun.” marcello said, and you nodded in agreement. the two of you headed out to your car, making your way to a nearby restaurant for lunch. you got your food, and sat down at a table, replaying the events of the afternoon. 

“we should do more things like that. i know we pride ourselves on having quite a private relationship, but it was a lot of fun.” marcello said to you.

“it was! but i feel like youre just suggesting that so you can redeem yourself and let the people know that you know me better than i know you.” you said to him. 

“no, why would you ever think that?” he said sarcastically. you just laughed and shook your head. the two of you finished your lunch, enjoying your meal and being with each other. truthfully, marcello knew you better than you knew yourself, and vice versa. and that made you happier than you could ever put into words.

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I miss when he would go viral bc people were crushing on him 😔

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like 😭 the sigh before he started .. he probably still some fun while he was at sns but i still feel sooo bad 😭 he’s worked too hard to just be reduced to ……….. domingo

thats what ive been saying since the jump. like, the original skit was funny, but not bc of domingo. he was barely a character in it, and when he started going viral for it, i was just like 😳😳

ive talked about this on twt, but i think had tiktok not immediately run it into the ground, i wouldnt be as adverse to it as i am now. it was funny enough for people to enjoy, but not enough to for it to become a thing.

i think we should all go back to talking about his protective mom sketches, or his update features, or literally anything else. better yet, lets talk about his stand up!!! his stand up is top tier, and it's what he should be going viral for.

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ive seen people say that he isn’t sick of domingo, what are we talking about !! but like … lets be for real 😭 the man was like “okay ill do it once and then you guys have to put your phones down and let me do the jokes i have for you” and then that one tiktok at the game .. honestly the only good thing to come from this was the sns arrest

as soon as i heard him say "i can't believe this is what my life has come to," i knew it was over. i wish he would stop encouraging it at this point, but i fear he is too much of a people pleaser to start telling people no.

even at sns, he still looked like he didn't wanna be there 🫠

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long distance dinner

summary: when marcello is away visiting family, you decide to have dinner with each other on facetime. requested by anonymous.

“you know, you could still come with me.” marcello said to you as you stood outside the airport with him. he was traveling home to miami to visit his family. 

“i wish so badly i could. but i cant take off of work right now.” you sighed. “but, next time. i promise.” you added, holding your pinky out to him. he smiled and hooked his pinky with yours. 

“we’ll make the plans when i get home.” he said with a smile. he pressed a kiss to your lips, and you waved him off, watching him pass through security and disappear in the crowd as he made his way to the gate. by the time you’d gotten back to your car, you had a text from marcello saying how much he already missed you. you laughed and rolled your eyes, replying with the same sentiment.

“but at least it’s only a week.” you said to yourself. you made your way home and settled into the couch, turning on the tv. 

the first few days went by slower than you could’ve ever guessed it week. work sucked, you hated coming home to an empty apartment every night. you missed marcello like hell, and couldn’t believe that he was still gonna be gone for five more days.

“what are you doing tonight?” he asked while you were talking the phone during your lunch break. 

“i’m actually free tonight. i was supposed to go to a department meeting, but it was canceled. just going to go home and eat dinner in the dark.” you said, and you heard marcello stifle a laugh.

“how about we have dinner together?” he asked. “instead of dinner in the dark, you can have dinner by computer light.” 

“that sounds perfect, actually.” you said, a smile growing on your face. you decided on what you were going to eat, so it truly felt like a date. you ending up opting for cuban food since he was home in miami, and there was a good place near your apartment that he deemed “damn near” authentic. you set a time, which made you both even more excited. 

the rest of the day flew by, and you were actually excited for once this week to get home. you picked up your food on the way, freshened up a bit once you got home, and changed into some more comfortable clothes. you set your laptop up on the dinner table, made your plate, and sat down. just as you were getting ready to hit marcello’s contact, he was already calling you. you answered to him smiling wide. 

“hi baby.” you said, waving through the screen.

“hola, mi amor.” he said, making you blush. you always swooned harder than normal when he spoke to you in spanish. 

“how are you doing, my love?” you asked him. 

“good! excited to see you. ive been enjoying my time here, but i cant help but think that i’d be enjoying it more if you were here with me.” 

“stop, i just got over not being able to come. youre gonna make me sad again.” 

“we’ve been missing you here, too. its only been four days but it feels like its been a lifetime.” he pouted. 

as you ate, marcello told you all about how his trip had beem so far, and how good its been for him to be able to see and catch up with his family. you told him about work and how slow it was over the last few days, which wasn’t helping your missing him, since it gave you time to think about him all day. 

after your dinner, you and marcello ended up spending the rest of the night on facetime together. you watched a couple of movies and ultimately ended up falling asleep together. 

after a few hours of sleep, you were woken up by loud noises from your computer speakers. you looked at your scren, watching marcello tossing and turning and whining in his sleep. 

you called out his name as loud as you could to get him to hear through the speakers. you wished you could help shake him awake, but he eventually heard you and jumped up. you watched as he turned a light on in his room and focused on you on his screen. 

“are you okay?” you asked, and he just shook his head. he took a deep breath before he spoke. 

“no. i haven’t been sleeping well these past few nights. being away from you is taking more of a toll on me than i thought it would. ive been having horrible nightmares since i’ve been here, and i figured they were gonna go away. but sleeping alone every night has made that hard.” 

“baby, i’m so sorry. i wish i could give you a hug.” you sat quietly and let marcello continue to catch his breath for a bit. “what have the nightmares been about?”

“you. me losing you. turns out the more i miss you, the worst the nightmares get.”

“well, you’re not losing me. i’m here. i will always be here, for as long as you’ll have me.” you said. you pressed a kiss to the tips of your fingers and placed them on where marcello’s cheek was on the screen. 

“i love you.” he said softly, wiping the tears from his eyes. 

“i love you.” 

you spent a little while longer on facetime with marcello before you both ended up falling back asleep. you woke up the next morning as your work alarms started going off. you got up to start getting ready, marcello still sound asleep on your computer screen. you smiled to yourself as you rolled out of bed. 

as you were getting ready, you heard marcello starting to move around. you heard him groan, knowing that he was stretching out. the first thing he did as soon as he was awake. 

“good morning, sleepy head.” you said to him. you moved your laptop to your vanity while your started getting dressed. 

“good morning.” he said, words muffled by his pillow. 

“did you sleep any better last night?” 

“much better. having you with me and actually being able to talk about it helped a lot.” 

“babe, you could’ve called and woken me up in the middle of the night at any point and i would’ve been there with you.” 

you kept marcello on facetime while you finished getting ready for work, then shared your goodbyes and wishing each other a good day.

you finally shut down your laptop and headed out, making your way to your office. you set up at your desk, turning on your work computer and getting ready for the day. just as you were about to get started on your tasks, your phone vibrated on the desk next to you. you checked it and saw you had a text from marcello. 

“i love you so much. thank you for always supporting me and making me feel cared for. i truly don’t know what i would do without you.”

“you don’t have to thank me. we’re partners and thats what we do for each other. you’re there for me when i need you, and i will do the same for you. you mean the world to me, and i will do everything i can to make sure you know that.” you replied. 

you and marcello text back and forth for a bit before he told you he was gonna try and get some more sleep. you turned your attention back to your computer and started working. your eyes flitted to the framed photo you had of you and marcello on your desk, smiling down at it. 

“just three more days.”

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as cute as marbrina would be i fear it would be over for all of us at snltwt bc that would officially secure him it boy status 😔 more viral tweets that can be negative or positive like i want peace ndjdjdw

no i totally get it 😭 caught between wanting to gatekeep him forever but also wanting him to continue to thrive and be successful. its a struggle.

(i really just want ppl to start recognizing him for ~him~ and his comedy, not just for d*mingo)

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giggled and kicked my feet throughout all your one shots, loved them 💗💗

thank you sm 🥺

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dream come true

summary: despite your protests, marcello finally convinces you to host saturday night live. marcello x actress!reader. requested by anonymous.

“baaaaaaby.” marcello called as he walked out of the bedroom. you were sitting at the kitchen table going over a new script from an upcoming movie that you’d just been cast in.

“yes?” you asked, looking up at him as he walked over to you at the table.

“so, you know what i do for work, right?” he asked, kneeling in front of you.

“babe, you’re in your third season of the show.” 

“right. anyway, we’re off for a couple of weeks after this saturday, and they still haven’t locked in a host for when we come back,”

“marcello, no.”  you interrupted.

“y/n, please! i’m literally on my knees begging you.” he laughed. “why do you keep avoiding hosting?” he asked you. 

“you know why.” you sighed, getting up from the table to refill your water glass. truthfully, hosting snl was something that you wanted to do more than anything. you’d been a fan of the show for so long, and now that your acting career was taking off, and were finally in a place where you could do so. it was a dream that was well within reach. you’d gotten offers to host before, but, you had new reservations about doing so.

you and marcello met and started dating just before he was cast on saturday night live. the second the public caught wind of your relationship, the rumors began circulating about it being PR, since he was still sort of up and coming in the comedy scene, and you were working on a new movie. you and marcello laid low for a while, keeping your relationship between just the two of you and your friends and families. 

“babe, it’s been three years. you and i are secure in this relationship, so who cares what the public thinks?” he said, moving to stand next to you at the counter.

“yeah, i guess you’re right.” you sighed. 

“so will you do it?” he asked. you took a moment before answering. 

“yes, i’ll do it.” 

“yeah!” he cheered, pressing a kiss to your forehead. he walked off to the bedroom and you heard him on the phone in your bedroom. you laughed and playfully rolled your eyes as he spoke excitedly. 

the next couple of weeks passed by, and before you knew it, it was finally show night. you were in your dressing room before the show, trying to calm your nerves for the night. 

“how are we doing?” marcello asked as he came into the room.

“good! a bit nauseous, but good overall.” you said, tossing a couple of TUMS in your mouth. you took a few more minutes to yourself before you had to be back stage to get ready for your monologue. 

you stood on the other side of the door, listening as the opening sequence and cast members were being announced. you smiled wide as marcello’s name rang out over the speakers, still so proud of him since he’d been promoted to repertory status. 

“ladies and gentlemen, y/n!” you pushed through the door and took your spot at the end of the stage, waving to the crowd and basking in the cheers. 

“thank you, thank you. thank you everyone. my name is y/n, and i am so incredibly excited to be here with you all tonight. i gotta say, when i was asked to do the show, i was hesitant at first. i haven’t done a lot of live events, especially where i have to be funny. but then i remembered that stuff is written for me and i just have to read. i’m very good at that.” you started your monologue and were met with laugh after laugh. the jokes were hitting, and your adrenaline was rushing. the night ended up being so amazing, and you were having so much fun.

the first musical performance had just started and you were in your dressing room, going over the scripts for the sketches that were up after weekend update.

“y/n, you’re doing great!” marcello cheered walking into the room.

“i can’t believe i kept declining this for so long. i’m having a blast.” 

“i knew you would.” he said with a smile. he talked with your for a bit before he had to get changed for a character he was playing on weekend update. you stood backstage with him before update started, then moved to the side of the crowd to watch him. you loved marcello so much, and you loved how much he loved working in comedy. he was so good and so funny, and you loved watching him get to do it.

the rest of the show flew by, and before you knew it, you were on stage wishing everyone good night. marcello stood next to you, arm wrapped around your shoulder and holding you tight.

“thank you so much snl for having me, i had the absolute time of my life.” you thanked all the cast and crew, and thanked the celebrities who dropped by for cameos, and wished everyone a good night. everyone gathered around you, giving you hugs, congratulating you on the show and telling you how well you did. 

you finally turned to marcello, hugging him tight as he congratulated you on a wonderful night.

“thank you for convincing me to finally do this.” you said with a smile, pressing a kiss to his lips.

“i’m so proud of you. you did so well.” he said, kissing you again.

“thank you.” you said softly. “i love you.”

“i love you.”

truthfully, this was one of the best nights of your career. sure, working on your movies was your career, and you enjoyed it more than you could ever fully explain. but this night was finally one that you got to let lose, and have fun in a niche that wasn’t normally your own. you hadn’t done much comedy in your time as an actress, and it turned out you had a knack for it. and you had the best night getting to do this with someone you loved so much.  

[marcelloshdz]

Snl rant but like I’m not a fan of this season, is it just me? There’s a very off energy about it and maybe it’s how I hate change with just about everything after cast and crew had shifted and I don’t feel connected to the newer cast as an audience at least not yet as I find them kinda boring but like there is just a bad spirit about this season 😭😭 The amount of SNL hate tweets even more than seasons past, Marcello being forced to be seen as his character Domingo everywhere he goes (although I loved the Sabrina bit it was cute) even in his stand up which is his job, and the season feels really boring. I love this show and I’m a big fan and love the cast but there are parts that are happening rn that I’m not liking . No hate though ! Just an opinion

i unfortunately do not relate bc ive been locked in since the first episode 😭 but i can definitely see where the disconnect is coming from. 

i feel like a lot of people where turned off from the show over the summer, especially when the cast departures were announced. i do agree with you somewhat about the new cast members. although, i don’t think they're boring by any means, but i do think they haven’t really had huge “breakout moments.” i’ve enjoyed emil and jane on update, and the few sketches that ashley has had bigger roles in have been good, imo. 

unfortunately, hate tweets and posts always have and always will be a thing, no matter what fandoms you're in or parts of the internet you’re on. people have the right to their opinions, but i do feel like there have been a lot more since this season started and has already had quite a few viral moments. they make it hard to enjoy things sometimes, which does suck. ignoring them and muting/blocking accounts is always helpful (i do it all the time).

i could write a whole thesis on marcello and domingo, and barely any of it would be nice, so i’m just gonna move past that. (we’re on the same page there though 🙅🏽‍♀️)

i have also seen some mutuals on twitter talking about how they wish that, for this anniversary season, they would’ve had more alum hosts, which i do kind of agree with. all in all, while i don’t think the season is bad, i just think people had a lot of high expectations with it being the 50th, and it’s coming up short in places where people are expecting it to excel. 

just my take! 

[marcelloshdz]

this isn’t a request but…. I was literally just thinking about how the reader in “double duty” and the pt 2 is literally SO sabrina carpenter coded!! then I saw that she picked marcello for the juno arrest I’m DYINGGGGGGGG I love them both sm😭😭

WAIT YOURE SO RIGHT 😭

i reread them picturing sabrina in them and was blushing and giggling fr

[marcelloshdz]

I have an idea for a one-sentence concept:

“You always know just what to say” 🤍

marcello moped into the apartment, throwing his things down on the floor. he walked over to you, collapsing on the couch and crawling into your arms. he hid his face in your chest, letting out a loud groan.

"you okay?" you asked, rubbing his back. he laid still without saying anything, holding you tight and relaxing under your touch. after a while, he finally picked his head up and locked eyes with you. you raised an eyebrow at him, and he let out a deep sigh before speaking.

"the sketches i wrote for this week got cut." he pouted.

"oh, i'm sorry." you said, scratching his head.

"i know i shouldn't let it get to me, but it still sucks. i worked hard on them, and was really hoping they would make it to the show."

"it's okay to feel upset about it for a little bit. but no, you shouldn't let it get to you. take this as a learning opportunity. step away from what you have, then go back and revisit and rewrite it, improve it, and try and get it in another show. you never know what different hosts may make it work" you said to him, continuing to run your fingers through his hair. he took another beat before speaking again.

"yeah, you're right. you always know just what to say." he smiled, moving to press a soft kiss to your lips.

you spent the rest of the night in bed with a movie, allowing marcello to mope over his sketches. the next morning, his attitude switched, and he was getting back to work on rewriting and editing his sketches. you loved to see him focused on his work, and you loved how happy it made him to be writing stuff that he enjoyed. you hoped that this would work out for him and he was able to get his sketches on the show.

[marcelloshdz]

weekend update feature: a guy that's dressed as a doctor, but keeps getting mistaken for a menendez brother ------ snl s50 e4 with host michael keaton and musical guest billie eilish

[marcelloshdz]

domingo from "bridesmaids speech" ------ snl s50 e3 with host ariana grande and musical guest stevie nicks