marcelloshdz

[marcelloshdz]

me, her, and the moon

summary: when you wake up from a bad dream, marcello finds you stargazing as you try to ease your mind.

you returned home from work one evening to a wonderful smelling meal. you walked through your entry way and into the kitchen, finding marcello unloading the delivery bags that were spread across the counter.

“perfect timing! the food just got here.” he said with a smile. you walked over to him, pressing a quick kiss to his lips before going to your room to change from your work clothes. you walked back out to the dining room where marcello had plates made of food. you sat down with him and started eating, making small talk and catching each other up about your days.

“i’m just glad its friday and i don’t have to worry about work again until i go back on tuesday.” 

“you’re off monday?” he asked, raising a brow.

“yes, fortunately. my manager gave me the day off because they ‘recognize how hard i’ve been working and can see that i am pulling more than my fair share of work.’” you said, mimicking your manager’s voice, causing marcello to laugh.

“well, i can vouch for that. you have been working really hard these past few weeks and deserve much more than just one off day. but at least your boss can recognize that.” marcello said, and you nodded in agreement.

“i’m just waiting for summer when work calms down. then i wanna take trip, just me and you. i don’t care where, but i need to be on a beach with a margarita in my hand.”

“that sounds like a perfect idea. i’ll start planning right away.” marcello said with a smile. you finished dinner, and lounged on the couch watching tv before you started to fall asleep. the two of you moved to get ready for bed, you quickly falling asleep once your head hit the pillow.

a few hours later, you were jolted awake by a nightmare. you sat up in bed, panting and trying to catch your breath while remaining as quiet as possible so you didn’t wake marcello. his light snores filled the room, bringing you back down to earth. you watched him sleep, heart swelling at the sight, as your breath finally calmed. you quietly climbed out of bed, grabbing your water bottle from the nightstand, and moving to the living room. you contemplated turning on the tv, but ultimately decided to move out onto the back patio, which was beautifully illuminated by the moon. 

you plopped down on the patio couch, looking up at the stars, finding peace in counting them. it allowed you take your mind off the nightmare you had, and sitting with the ambiance of the night was calming. you sat out there for a while, and were starting to fall back asleep, when you heard the patio door open. you turned to the door to find marcello stepping out onto the patio.

“hey, did i wake you?” you asked.

“not immediately. i rolled over and reached out for you, but came up empty handed.” he sighed. “what are you doing out here?” he asked as he sat down with you. he placed his arm around your shoulder and you leaned into his side.

“i had a bad dream. i forgot what it was as soon as i opened my eyes, but i just know that it was stressing me out and i was sweating really bad.” you sighed. “i had a headache when i got out of bed, but it seems to have gone away since i’ve cooled down.”

“i’m sorry.” marcello said, looking at you with a pout.

“it’s okay. its just the stress of work building up and me finally hitting the wall. hopefully it’ll subside once i’m less busy.” you sighed, intertwining your fingers with marcello’s, pressing a kiss to the back of his hand.

“then we’ll be on the beach and you’ll have margaritas in both of your hands.” he laughed. 

“oh that’s even better than what i suggested.” you laughed. 

you and marcello sat there quietly as you continued watching the stars. you started to fall asleep on marcello’s shoulder, and he let you rest for as long as he could before he himself got uncomfortable. you were deep asleep by that point, so he gently lifted you from the couch and carried you back to bed. unknown to you, he stayed up for a little bit longer, watching you sleep, making sure that you didn’t wake up again. once he was was sure that you were fully back asleep, he laid back down, holding you tight in your arms.

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cinco doce

summary: your handsome new neighbor is consuming all of your thoughts. inspired by the song "el chico del apartamento 512" by selena

you returned home one evening to the same routine. you parked outside of your apartment building, walking from the elevator lobby to your unit, cordially saying hello to the people you passed as you walked down the hallway.

as you finally reached your apartment, you heard the door across the hall start opening. you watched as a man walked trough the door, someone you’d never seen before. he was a little bit taller than you, and handsome as hell. soft brown eyes that quickly met yours, a backwards baseball cap covering his dark curls. he walked past you, greeting you with a smile and a small hello. you smiled back and watched as he walked down the hall to the elevator. 

you were dazed, completely taken by this man that you’d never seen before. did he just move in? has he been living there for years and you’d just never noticed him before? you didn’t know who he was, but you did know that you wanted to know everything about him. you glanced over to his door, the silver plated numbers, 512, burning their permanent place in your brain.

as the days went by, you and this mystery man had a few other passings throughout your apartment complex. checking the mail, going in and out of your units. you always said hi and bye to each other, but never had any extended conversations.

you found yourself in daydreams about this man. going on dates, being in a cutesy relationship with him. you’d taken to journaling to express your feelings, and as you read over them every night, you knew that if anyone read them they’d think you were crazy.

“i cannot believe how much this stranger has taken up my mind. i don’t even know his name, but i picture his face every night in my dreams. he is the most beautiful man i’ve ever seen.” you said with a sigh. you were at lunch with a friend of yours, venting to them about your current predicament. “i feel crazy for thinking about him this much.”

“when are you finally gonna talk to him? i’ve been trying to encourage as soon as you started telling me about him. and that was already two weeks ago.”

“what if he’s unavailable or not interested?” you asked.

“you’ll never know if you don’t talk to him. at least if you know, you can get some kind of closure and move on.” your friend suggested.

“yeah, you’re right. i don’t wanna be hung up on this guy if it’s not gonna go anywhere.” you sighed. 

once you got home that evening, you stood in the hallway. you stared at his front door, trying to bring yourself to move towards it. but it was as if your shoes were suddenly full of cement, weighing two tons each. you took a deep breath, trying to build up the courage to move towards the door. as you finally began to move, you heard his door unlock. you panicked, and quickly turned back to your door, fumbling with your lanyard to find your door key.

“hey. you okay?” his voice asked.

“yeah, i’m fine.” you said, out of breath. your hands were sweaty, making searching for you key more difficult than it needed to be.

“are you sure? you seem in distress over your keys.” he said. just then you had firm grip on your key, sticking it into the lock.

“there we go! i just have a lot on my mind right now.” you said, taking a deep breath. you finally turned to look at him. his face a clean shave, his hair looked like it had just been trimmed. he was even more beautiful to you then he’d been all the previous times you’d seen him.

“well, i hope you have a good night.” he said, smiling before he walked off.

“you too.” you nodded, smiling back. you went inside your apartment, quickly closing the door and locking it behind you. “get it together, y/n.” you said to yourself, letting out a loud sigh.

the next day, you finally worked up enough courage to go speak to the handsome man in apartment 512. after breakfast, you got dressed and made yourself look as good as possible while still looking calm and casual. you walked over to his door, taking a deep breath before you knocked on it.

“i hope he’s home.” you thought to yourself as you waited for an answer. you stood there for a minute before you heard the lock turn, causing your heart to race in your chest. as soon as the door opened, all your dreams were crushed, as a beautiful blonde woman stood in front of you.

“well, this is it. she’s about to tell me she’s his partner and i’m gonna seclude myself for the rest of my life.” you thought to yourself.

“hi! i’m isa. are you looking for my brother?” she asked.

“your brother? brother! yes, i am.” you nodded. she smiled and turned back into the apartment.

“marcello! there’s someone here to see you.” she called. “i love your top, by the way.” you thanked her before she said before she moved from the door. your neighbor, who you now knew was named marcello, came into view.

“well, if it isn’t the girl from apartment 511.” he said with a smile, stepping out into the hall and closing the door behind him. “i was wondering if i was ever gonna get to see you outside of us randomly seeing each other around the complex.”

“it’s nice to meet you, officially. i’m y/n.” you said, extending your hand to shake. he took your hand in his, sparks shooting up your arms as his skin made contact with yours.

“marcello.” he said, the sound of his voice sending shivers up your spine. “so, what you doing tonight? my sister and i were planning on ordering dinner and watching a movie. would you like to join us?” 

“oh, i wouldn’t want to intrude on your plans.”

“it’s no intrusion if i’m inviting you over.” he laughed. “look, i have to admit something to you.” he said taking a deep breath, “i’ve been thinking about you every day. the brief moments that we see each other have quickly become the highlights of my days, and i have been wanting so badly to meet you and get to know you. so, would you please come over for dinner?” he asked again.

“well, when you put it that way.” you teased him before agreeing to dinner. he invited you in, introducing you to isa as you sat down at the table with her. the three of you perused the numerous take out menus before deciding on what you wanted to order.

conversation quickly ensued once you began eating. you were enjoying getting to know both marcello and isa, as they were you. dinner was perfect, and you were so glad that you agreed to it. 

after you finished eating, you were helping marcello clean up the kitchen. you’d just finished collecting the trash, and moved back to the table to collect the dishes.

“thanks again for having me over.” you said, placing the dishes in the sink.

“thanks for agreeing.” he said softly as he began washing. you moved the his other side to help dry them. 

“so, remember all that you said while we were out in the hallway?” you asked marcello, and he nodded. “i have to confess that i had a lot of the same feelings. that’s really the reason i came over tonight. i was going to introduce myself and see if maybe you’d accept a dinner invitation from me.” you told him.

“looks like i beat you to it.” he laughed. “but i had such a wonderful time tonight. getting to know you was better than i’d been imagining.”

“same here.” you agreed, smiling at him. you and marcello finished with the dishes, and moved to the living room where isa had chosen a movie for the three of you to watch. it ended up being one that the three of you had seen, many many times, and you all ended up talking and making jokes throughout the whole movie. once it finished, you noted the time and figured it was time to get back home.

“too bad this isn’t the conventional ‘guy takes the girl home’ after a date.” you laughed as you stood outside of your front door.

“no, but still it works.” marcello said, smiling at you. he took your hands in his and moved closer to you.

“so, when are we gonna do this again?” you asked, closing the space between you even more.

“any time you want. you know where i live.” he laughed. 

“i’ll plan something for us, then. since you hosted tonight.” you said, smiling at him. he stepped closer, and you gave him a small nod of approval before he leaned down to press a kiss to your lips.  

kissing him was even better than you’d been imagining. you felt crazy for admitting this, but you’d been thinking about how kissing marcello would feel since the first time you laid eyes on him. 

“good night, y/n.” he said with a smile when he pulled away. 

“good night, marcello.” you said, he leaned down and kissed you again before letting go of your hands. you watched as we walked back to his door, waving at him as he went inside. 

as you sat with your thoughts, getting ready for bed, you couldn’t help but feel the butterflies in your stomach as you replayed the events of the evening. you had the best time with marcello, and you absolutely couldn’t wait to do it again.

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breakfast

summary: you wake up early one morning to surprise marcello with breakfast when he comes home

being with marcello over the last few years, you’d grown to expect the most uncommon work schedules. especially now that he was gaining more status and becoming more popular, you’d gotten used to the fact that your schedules were hardly ever the same. you worked your regular nine-to-five, but his schedules from snl to his stand up shows, and other appearances were always changing.

he’d recently been gone over the last couple of weeks, as he was performing stand up shows in multiple cities. and you were not enjoying it in the slightest. he was having late nights, and performing when you’d come home from work, and he would be going to bed when you were getting up for work in the morning. it was the most drastic difference you’d ever had in your schedules, and it was the hardest adjustment you had to make. luckily, his trip was almost done, and he was about to catch a flight home.

“my flight should be getting in around nine tomorrow morning. but, i’ll just take an uber home so you don’t have to wake up.” marcello said to you over the phone.

“are you sure? i don’t want you to have to pay for an uber when i can be available.” you said.

“it’s no worry, mi amor. you had a busy week and i want you to sleep in.” 

“well, if you insist.” you said with a laugh. 

you and marcello talked for a little while longer before you hung up to let him sleep before his flight the next morning. you lounged on the couch for the rest of the night, heating up your leftovers for dinner, and turning on a movie.

the next morning, you were up around 8AM, prepping the house for marcello’s return. you cleaned up in the living room and bedroom, and began cooking breakfast, a large spread of pancakes, eggs, bacon, sausage, and various fruits. just as you finished cooking, marcello text you saying he was on his way up and were asking if you happened to be awake.

“i actually just woke up. i knew you’d be getting home around this time, and i wanted to see you when you got here.”

“perfect. ☺️”

you poured drinks and finished setting the table just as you heard marcello’s keys jingling at the front door. you walked over to the entryway, smiling as marcello opened the door.

“good morning.” you said softly as he stepped inside. 

“morning!” he said excitedly. “you don’t look like you just woke up.” he asked, raising a brow at you. 

“i wanted to have breakfast with you. we’ve been spending so much time apart these past few weeks, and i just wanted to have a meal with you.” you said. he slid his shoes off and followed you into the kitchen. you had the food set up on the counter and you made your plates before moving to the table. 

“we really have, and i’m sorry for that.” marcello pouted, sadness filling his eyes.

“oh, you don’t have to be sorry. you’re a superstar now, and i have to get used to sharing you with the world.” you joked.

“not too much. i’m still all yours at the end of the day.” he said with a smile.

you sat down and began eating, soft conversation ensuing. the two of you enjoyed your quiet morning with each other; he’d told you more about the shows he’d performed, and some of the new jokes he’d written into his sets, and you shared some stories about work. the two of you ended up spending a good amount of time eating breakfast together, as you were finally getting to spend quality time with each other. it was something that you both needed, and something you missed more than you realized. 

once you finished eating, you and marcello cleaned up the kitchen. afterwards, the two of you moved to your room, settling into bed. 

“mmm, i’ve never been more excited to sleep.” marcello said as he stretched out. you climbed into bed next to him and rubbed his back.

“sleep, my sweet. you deserve the rest.” you said softly. you settled into your spot and marcello’s arms found their way around your waist. he held you tight and nuzzled his chin into your neck.

“i love you.” he said softly, pressing a kiss to your neck.

“i love you.” you repeated, squeezing his hands. the two of you slowly drifted off to sleep. you both ended up sleeping for most of the morning and into the early afternoon. sleeping next to each other finally allowed the two of you to sleep more comfortably than you had in weeks, as neither of you had been sleeping well without each other. 

it was perfect, and you couldn’t have been happier.

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kevin bassey in "bass lake" ------ snl s50 e16 with host jack black and musical guests elton john + brandi carlile

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grant in the weekend update feature "the couple you can't believe are together on maintaining a healthy relationship" ------ snl s50 e16 with host jack black and musical guests elton john + brandi carlile

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dan in "love match" ------ snl s50 e16 with host jack black and musical guests elton john + brandi carlile

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"marcezio" monologue appearance ------ snl s50 e16 with host jack black and musical guests elton john + brandi carlile

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Is there anyone else you want to write for at some point?

Also, I LOVED “flustered” I thought that was so well written ❤️‍🔥

thank you!!

and, truly, there’s no telling. ive written for so many fandoms in my time of being online. but, fwiw, i like to focus on one interest at a time when it comes to writing, bc i feel like if i try to write for multiple people, i run out of ideas faster. 😭 i had a multistan blog a few years ago and it was hard to keep up everyone i was writing for.

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I just discovered your page and I love your writing! I’m so glad there’s more Marcello fanfic being written ❤️ I can’t wait to read more from you!

thank you so much! glad youre here 🫶🏼🥹

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What is your fav Marcello SNL sketch/moment so far??

of s50 specifically, i really loved the sábado gigante sketches. but of all time, its gonna be the fusion scientist sketch that was cut from the austin butler episode of 2022. it makes me laugh so hard to the point of tears every time i rewatch it even after this long 😭

i also really love all of his update pieces, bc they remind me of his stand up, which i absolutely love.

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Are there any topics you refuse to write about? Anything off-limits?

the things that i will always be 100% off limits for me are abuse story lines, something that consists of "panic attack" inducing situations, or anything else that may be triggering to another reader. i also dont like to write about death. these are sensitive topics, and not something that i want to come across as glamorizing or romanticizing in a piece of fanfiction.

i also dont write a lot of explicit smut, only bc i feel im not very good at it. i will however write scenes that allude to sexual situations, as im sure you all have seen in my past works.

other than that, im pretty open when it comes to filling requests and what i accept to write (even though it does sometimes take me a while to post them 😭)

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flustered

summary: after watching marcello film a scene for his upcoming show, you take him to show him exactly what you think of it. requested by anonymous. some smut towards the end.

“y/n, come with me! this is my first thing outside of snl and i want you to be there with me.” marcello said to you while he was getting ready to head to a shoot.

“will i be allowed? i don’t wanna intrude on anything.” you said softly.

“it’s just one scene, you should be fine.” marcello said to you.

“okay, let’s go then.” you said with a smile. you grabbed your things and marcello lead you downstairs to catch an uber to set. 

marcello was filming a guest spot on a new show for FX called “dying for sex,” which michelle williams and jenny slate were starring in. marcello told you the premise of the show when he was first given the role, so you knew that he was shooting a sex scene. you were thankful that he told you immediately, so you weren’t blindsided by it when it finally aired. 

the set was busy as the cast and crew were moving around you to film the show. you were successful in keeping yourself out of the way and not making a bother to anyone who was working there. you were standing next to marcello who was sitting in a makeup chair after he changed into his wardrobe for his character.

“something about your character not having a name is so funny to me.” you laughed as you were flipping through the pages of his script.

“no lore, just a random hookup.” marcello joked. 

just then, he was done in makeup and you followed him back over to where the set was. one of the PA’s set a chair out for you behind the cameras but still in good viewing area of the set. you watched as they called action, marcello naturally falling into his character. you laughed as he delivered his lines, and also feeling a sense of pride watching him do his thing.

as you sat there watching him prepare to film his next scene, you felt your face flush while he was undressing. watching him kiss another woman admittedly made you a bit jealous, but you knew who was taking him home at the end of the day.

as the scene continued, butterflies swarmed in your stomach, and you felt yourself getting flustered. you tightened your grip on the chair handles and crossed your legs to try and contain yourself, but it wasn’t working. you felt dizzy, and you needed to get home as soon as possible.

“girl, you bite your lip any harder, you’ll bleed.” another PA said to you as they walked past you. you blushed again, finally relaxing in your chair. you swallowed hard as marcello wrapped his scene, letting out a loud sigh as he got dressed. 

you impatiently waited for marcello to speak with the producers to make sure that they didn’t need anything else from him. he shook hands with everyone, thanking them for having him, before walking over to you.

“hey, everything good?” you asked.

“yeah. let’s get out of here. you wanna go get something to eat?” he asked.

“i gotta be honest with you, i really need to get home.” you said abruptly. marcello nodded without question, and the two of you made your way home. 

once you got inside, marcello threw his things down at the bar before turning his attention to you. he opened his mouth to speak, but before he had a chance to say anything, you pulled his face to yours, pressing a hard kiss to his lips. pulling away to catch his breath, marcello smiled down at you.

“mm, what’s gotten into you?” he asked.

“i gotta be honest with you, watching you film today was really getting me hot.” you said, peppering kisses to his neck. 

“i thought you were gonna be jealous, but this is a nice surprise.” marcello admitted, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“i was a little bit at first, but then i remembered that you were acting. i’mthe only one who gets to experience the real thing.” you said to him. you watched a smirk pull on the corner of marcello’s lips before they were against yours again. he walked backwards as he pulled you into your bedroom, your clothes immediately falling to the floor. 

you pushed him back onto the bed, trailing kisses up his stomach and chest before meeting his lips again. you straddled his waist, cursing under your breath as you took him inside of you. 

sex with marcello was always unexplainable. the way your bodies moved together was in perfect sync, you and marcello fulfilling each other’s needs in every way. your want and need for him was heightened after the day you had, and the moments that followed ended up being unlike any other, the both of you reaching new highs that you didn’t think were possible.

“baby, i’m so close.” you said between breaths, grinding against him.

“me too.” he groaned through gritted teeth. you braced yourself against the headboard as marcello lifted you up, the pace of his thrusts immediately speeding up. a haze filled your head as you reached your climax. 

“ay, marcello!” you screamed as you came, marcello finishing at the same time.

“oh fuck.” he said loudly as you collapsed on his chest, marcello holding you close as you caught your breath. he gently rolled you over, a small whine escaping your lips as he pulled out, before he flopped down next to you. 

you laid there quietly as you came back to reality before you felt marcello’s arms around your waist. he pulled you back over to his side of the bed, pressing lazy kisses across your chest, trailing up your shoulders and necks before meeting your lips again.

“i love you.” he said softly as you brushed his hair from his forehead. 

“i love you more.” you said, kissing him again. marcello nuzzled his chin into the nape of your neck, holding you tight as you both slowly drifted off sleep. 

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hot ones

summary: you and marcello filming an episode of "hot ones" requested by anonymous. (request aside, i've been wanting to see marcello on hot ones for so long, here's hoping this manifests it 😭)

“i cannot believe i let you talk me into this.” you said as you and marcello walked into the studio. you and him were filming an episode of “hot ones,” which you were hesitant to agree to in the first place. but, marcello knew exactly what it took to get you to agree with it.

“y/n, we’re gonna be fine. it cant really be that bad.” he laughed.

“except it can be! i’ve seen the show, and i know people who’ve been on the show. it really is that bad.” you laughed.

you were introduced to the host, sean evans, and quickly took your seats to start filming. you and marcello were there in promotion for a movie that you were both acting in, so it made you feel better that you were able to be there together.

“i’m just glad we’re on the main show, and not on versus.” you laughed as you took your seats at the table.

the show started out pretty calm, as you and marcello were making you way through the hot wings.

“so, what has it been like being a couple while also trying to work together? have there been any significant challenges?” sean asked you both. you and marcello both shook your heads.

“we were a bit nervous about working together at first, y’know, because long shoot days, then coming home together, but it ended up working out really well.” marcello said, you nodding in agreement.

“we came up with the idea together, we worked on the script together, and as soon as it was picked up, we wanted to take extra special care of it. so we know going into it that we we’re gonna have to set boundaries. so at work, and on set, we were just y/n and marcello. and we made sure not to bring work home.” you answered.

“having a work-life balance was very important, so we could make as wonderful a project as we could.” marcello added.

after you gave your answer, you looked back down at the lineup of wings and sauces in front of you.

“oh, this is the one that always gets everyone.” you sighed, picking up the next wing. you and marcello tapped your wings together to cheers before taking a bite. 

“mmm, that was too big.” marcello said, beginning to choke. you pat his back as he coughed while also stifling your laughter. the heat was starting to get to you as well, as you felt the sweat starting to bead on your forehead. 

the rest of the interview went exactly as you expected it, as you and marcello (him more than you) struggled to keep focus on the questions being asked. he’d finished both his water and milk, and they’d already brought out the ice cream for him.

“holy shit, this is so bad.” marcello whined.

“and i thought i was gonna be bad at this.” you teased as marcello threw an ice cube in his mouth. 

“my brain is on fire, so i can’t think of a comeback.” marcello laughed. his face was as red as the shirt he was wearing, he was drenched in sweat, and his eyes were watering. you found a clean corner on your napkin, helping him clean his face.

“y/n, you’re holding together really well.” sean said to you.

“i think marcello is having a big enough freak out for the both of us.” you laughed. he was moaning and groaning next to you, and was barely able to focus on the questions being asked. 

as you and marcello finished the interview, you both tried your hardest to focus on the questions and come up with good answers. once you were finally done, you and marcello both cheered as you took your last bites.

“marcello hernández and y/n l/n, making it through the hot ones gauntlet. how are we feeling?” 

“awful.” marcello blurted out, you and sean both bursting out laughing.

“thank god we have two bathrooms at home.” you joked. 

“y/n was more scared to do this then i was, and i now realize my ego was way too inflated before coming in here. i deserve to be knocked down a bit.” he laughed.

“alright, time to roll out the red carpet. tell the people what you’ve got going on.” sean evans, pointing out the cameras.

“i can’t even see any of those cameras.” marcello said, causing laughter to erupt from the crew behind them.

“i got it, baby.” you said, patting his thigh. you cleared your throat, and wiped the sweat from your forehead before you spoke. “you can catch marcello and i in (movie name), which releases in two weeks! you can also see marcello every week on saturday night live, as well as all around the country performing stand up shows.” you said, also promoting the tv show you starred in which aired during the week, as well as plugged your social media handles.

once the cameras cut, you felt marcello lean against you.

“whose idea was this again?” he asked you.

“this was all on you, baby.” you laughed, squeezing his shoulders.

“all the convincing i had to do to get you to agree to this, all for you to kill at this.” he laughed, finishing his ice cream. 

“he said to me ‘we’re both latin, we can handle the heat!’ then look what happened.” you teased. 

“all jokes aside, thank you all for having us. other than the torture, it was a really good interview.” marcello added, you nodding in agreement.

“we’re happy to have you! and thanks for hanging out with us.” sean evans said to you both. once you and marcello finally settled down, and the heat subsided from your mouths, you said goodbye to everyone, thanking them again for having you.

once you and marcello finally made it back home, you spent the rest of the afternoon lounging at home and nursing your stomach aches. 

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marcello hernández guest stars in the new fx series "dying for sex," now streaming on hulu!

apologies for my shitty screenshots, i was recording from my tv. but his scene had me out of breath fr!

but in all seriousness, im so proud of him for landing a role outside of snl! here's hoping we get to see him on more things soon! (hopefully a movie next)

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marcello on the big screen when

im askin the same questions!!! the second he's announced in a movie (preferably a romcom) i WILL be seated!

[marcelloshdz]

Just watched the Spring Break pretaped sketch from last night and there really is something about Marcello in a backwards hat 😍

it truly is the most beautiful sight 🙂‍↕️

[marcelloshdz]

constructive criticism

summary: when you tell marcello how you honestly feel about one of his sketches, he doesn't have too good a reaction. requested by @jackmans-poison

you were sitting at home one evening, alone and waiting for marcello to get home. it was an snl writing night, so you knew he was going to be getting home late. you tried to wait up for him, but you ended up falling asleep on the couch for a while. you woke up the next morning in bed, marcello sound asleep next to you. you felt him rustling next to you as he rolled over to face you.

“good morning, i missed you last night.” you said softly, running your fingers through his hair.

“sorry i didn’t text you last night letting you know that i was gonna be late. i got so wrapped up in writing, it slipped my mind.”

“no worries. i’m just glad you’re home now.” you said, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. you both got out of bed and moved to the kitchen for breakfast. you sat down at he table and ate quietly as you were both still waking up. after you finished eating, you finally struck up conversation.

“so, what did you end up writing last night?” you asked marcello. he picked up his phone from the table and opened his notes app. he read through some of the ideas he had, which started out pretty good. 

“then i had this new idea for a sketch.” he said as he started explaining it to you. unfortunately, it wasn’t one of his best ideas that he’s had. 

“um..” 

“what? you don’t like it?” 

“it’s not one of your best.” you admitted uncomfortably.

“oh.” he said quietly, avoiding your gaze.

“marcello, please don’t be upset.”

“it’s just, i thought you liked my ideas.” he said quietly.

“baby, i do. but this one could just use a bit more work. i don’t mean that in a bad way.” you said to him. 

marcello ended up spending the rest of the day in a pouty mood, reworking his sketches and barely speaking to you. you didn’t mean to hurt his feelings, but you wished he wouldn’t have taken your words to heart and taken them personally. you loved him and wanted the best for him, so you knew that being honest about your thoughts was more important than lying to him.

later that night, marcello was getting ready to had back to the studio to continue working on his sketches. 

“alright, i’m heading out. i’ll text you when i’m on my way home.”

“okay. i love you.” 

“you too.” he said softly, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek before heading out. you let out a loud sigh after marcello left, feeling bad that you’d upset him. but here was hoping that some time apart would help you move past it.

later that night, you were once again falling asleep on the couch while you were waiting for marcello. you jumped up when you heard your phone vibrating on the couch arm next to you. you focused on your screen, seeing marcello had text you letting you know he was on his way home. 

you sat up on the couch, awaiting marcello’s arrival. you heard him unlocking the door, him coming into the living room with bags of food. he set the food down on the table before putting his things away. he joined you on the couch before giving you your food.

“you’re in a better mood than when you left earlier.” you said to him as you started eating.

“much better. look, i’m sorry for being upset with you earlier. i know i shouldn’t have taken your words as an attack. i know i shouldn’t have asked for your thoughts if i was gonna get upset with them. i appreciate your honesty, i really do.”

“i know you do. but i still feel bad for upsetting you earlier.” you admitted.

“you don’t have to feel bad. but, i did get to rework that sketch tonight, and i do think it’s better than what i originally had. i think it was just a product of delirium and re-reading it, i could tell where you were coming from.” marcello said, pulling up script of the sketch he had on his phone. you read through it, and could immediately tell that is was better than what he originally showed you.

“now this is more like it. this has that perfect marcello touch that your other sketches have. i love it already, and i’m just reading the script.” you said to him, marcello immediately smiling at you. you watched as his shoulders fell, the tension releasing from them.

“thank god.” he said, pretending to wipe sweat from his brow. “i hate feeling like i’d disappointed you.” he admitted. 

“baby, you could never disappoint me. i tell you all the time how proud of you i am.”

“i know you do. and i appreciate you, and am so thankful for your support. and i know that your honesty comes with that, no matter how much it may hurt my feelings sometimes.” marcello teased. “i love you.” he said, pulling you into his arms and kissing you softly.

“i love you too.” you said kissing him again.

you finished eating, and finally made your way to bed. marcello wrapped his arms around you, nuzzling into the nape of your neck. the two of you fell asleep, comfortably wrapped in each other’s arms.