marcelloshdz

[marcelloshdz]

plus one

summary: marcello attending the grammy awards in support of his favorite artist; you. requested by anonymous. marcello x f musician!reader.

“today’s the day! how are you feeling?” marcello asked you. you were up early, getting ready for the grammy awards, where you were a first time nominee, including best new artist.

“felling a bit nauseous, i can’t lie.” you laughed. “i think the pressure of performing is making me the most nervous.” 

“you’re gonna do amazing. and i’m gonna be with you the whole night for a shoulder to lean on, a hand to hold, or anything else you may need.”

“perfect.” you laughed. you finished your breakfast before your team was at your apartment helping both you and marcello get ready for the evening. you were in the most beautiful dress, and marcello was dressed in a nice suit to match.  once you were both done up, you made your way down to the uber to make your way to the venue for the awards ceremony. you made your way down the carpet, you and marcello stopping for photos and interviews the whole way down the carpet.

once you were in the venue, you found your table and took your seats. fortunately, you were seated with some people you knew, so it made for a more comfortable vibe for the night. 

after the ceremony started, and the first few awards were given out, it was almost time for your performance. you’d been rehearsing for weeks getting ready for this performance, and your nerves were finally starting to hit again.

as you stood backstage, surrounded by your team, as well as your dancers and backup singers. you were all hyping each other up before stepping out on stage. you stood at your opening spot, listening as you were being announced. the crowd erupted in cheers at the mention of you name, and you smiled to yourself.

you went into your performance, singing your most popular single, the song that got you to the grammy’s in the first place. halfway into your song, you found marcello in the crowd, eyes landing on him. your heart swelled watching him dance along as you sang to each other. you didn’t know it at the time, but during your performance, the cameras landed on marcello a couple of times, his face up on the screens on either side of you as he was singing along to the song.

after your performance, you went backstage to change back into your ceremony gown. coming out of the dressing room, you were immediately engulfed in a tight hug, marcello picking you up and twirling you around. 

“that was so amazing!!” he said excitedly as he set you down. “you had nothing to be nervous about. i knew you were gonna kill it.” he said, peppering kisses to your cheeks.

“oh i’m so glad you were here. seeing you in the audience made me so much more comfortable on stage. and i loved watching you dancing and singing along.” 

“that’s what i’m here for.” he said, kissing you again. you walked arm in arm back to your table, returning to your seats as the ceremony continued.

the best new artist category was next, and you felt your nerves sweep through you again. 

“whatever happens tonight, just know that me, as well as so many other people, are so incredibly proud of you.” marcello said, pressing a kiss to your temple while the show was still at commercial.

“i love you.” you said, squeezing marcello’s hand. “being nominated is a win in it’s own, and i’m nominated along with some incredible artists. i’m just happy to be here.” 

the show was back, and the presenters were coming out on stage. they made a few jokes, then listed off the nominees. your heart began racing as your name rang out through the arena. you were taking deep breaths as you waited before the winner was announced.

“and the winner is,” they paused to open the envelope, “y/n l/n!” 

you felt your jaw drop, eyes on the verge of popping out of your head as you stood from the table. marcello stood with you, taking you into his arms and hugging you tight. he pressed a a quick kiss to your lips before you began your trek up to the stage. you made your way over to the microphone, the presenters handing you your award, pressing soft kisses to your cheeks and congratulating you on your win.

“oh my god, thank you so so much.” you said, taking in the applause that surrounded you. “this is so crazy, i can’t believe this.” you said, taking a deep breath. “first, i want to thank the academy for this incredible honor. i can’t believe that i’m standing up here, and was even nominated along with some of my friends and fellow collaborators. you all are so talented, and i love getting to work with you all.” you began as more applause sounded.

you went further into your acceptance speech, thanking your family, your friends, your managers and producers, all of your collaborators, and other people you’d had the pleasure of getting to work with on your debut album and singles. “i’d also like to thank my boyfriend, marcello. mi cariño, el amor de mi vida, gracias por todo. you have been my rock throughout the entire process of making this album, i cannot thank you enough for how all the love and support you’ve given me. and thank you for being here with me tonight. i love you so much, and i’m so grateful i get to spend life with you.” you said, blowing a kiss to him in the audience. you watched as he pretended to catch it and place his fist to his chest.

“and last but not least, to the incredible people that support and listen to my music. i wouldn’t be here without all of you. this is just as much your award as it is mine. thank you for allowing me to do what i love and share it with people i love.” you finished speaking just before the music started to play you off the stage. you were led through a maze backstage before you were taken back to the place to have your award engraved, and gave a couple other interviews and snapped a few more pictures with your trophy before being taken back to your table for the rest of the show.

“there she is, grammy-award-winning-artist y/n l/n!” your table cheered as you sat back down in your chair. 

“your speech was so sweet.” one of your friends said as you pulled back up to the table.

“thank you.” you said with a smile. “where’s marcello?” you asked.

“he just got up to go to the bar.” your manager said with a wink. you got up from the table and made your way to the bar, marcello just getting up to the front. 

“buy me a drink?” you asked, sliding into his side.

“as many as you’d like.” he said with a smile. he ordered you both drinks and you stood of to the side while you waited for the bartender to make them. “congratulations.” he said with a smile, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“thank you.” you said, folding your hands on the back of his neck. 

“i loved your speech. i feel special that you mentioned me.” he said, kissing you softly.

“i meant every word. thank you for everything. you have been so supportive throughout all of this. and, on top of your own crazy schedule, i will never be able to fully articulate how appreciative i am of you.” 

“i love you, and i’m so proud of you. i love that i get to spend life with you too. i love you more than anything in this world, and you know that i will always be there for you. the same way that you’re always there for me.”

“i love you too. i’m so happy that you’re here with me.” 

“this one, and the next one, and every other one after that.” he said, kissing you again. your drinks were finally up, and you and marcello made your way back to your table. 

the rest of the night was so fun, as you got to spend it listening to great music, and celebrate your fellow musicians on such big wins. 

after the ceremony, and after the after party, you anf marcello finally made your way back home. you got out of your fancy fits, and changed into your pajamas. you washed your makeup off, threw your hair into a loose bun on your head, and walked back out to the kitchen. 

“hmm, where should we put her?” you said, picking up your trophy. 

“i cleared some space over here.” marcello said, waving you into the living room. you followed him over to the main shelf in the living room that was above the tv. “so everyone can see it when they come over.”

“perfect.” you smiled, adjusting it on the shelf. you marveled at the trophy on the shelf, marcello pressing a kiss to your cheek before you made your way to the bedroom.

you and marcello made yourselves comfortable in bed, quickly drifting off to sleep, more than tired after a long and hectic night.

[marcelloshdz]

caretaker

summary: after an accident ends in serious injury, marcello makes sure you're well taken care of. requested by anonymous.

“i’m so glad we could do this today. we’ve been so busy and we’ve been spending too much time apart from each other.” marcello said to you as he sat down on the blanket with you. the two of you finally had coinciding days off after a few busy weeks of work, so you decided to have a picnic date in the park. the weather was finally perfect, after a abnormally long stretch of dreary winter weather, so you took advantage of the sunshine.

“me too! i’ve missed you.” you pouted, pouring you glasses of the cocktail you made for the afternoon. “here’s to us.” you said, raising your glass.

“here, here.” marcello smiled, clinking your glasses together. you enjoyed your meal together, talking and laughing with each other. you missed being with him like this, but it felt good to finally have the opportunity.

after you finished your meal, you packed up your things, throwing your bags in your car before talking a walk around the park. you were walking peacefully for a while, until someone on their bike lost control and was all over the path. 

“look out!” they called. before you had a chance to react, you felt marcello’s hands tight around your arm, yanking you out of the way before the bike rider crashed into you. they finally let the bike go, falling into the grass on the other side of you.

“marcello!” you called out, fighting tears.

“shit, y/n. are you okay?” he said, kneeling down next to you. you just shook your head, the pain fogging your brain. you took a deep breath before you were finally able to speak.

“i think my knee is broken. it hurts so bad, i don’t think i can move it.” you said through gritted teeth. 

“fuck. i’m so sorry.” marcello sighed. he helped you up as gently as he could to prevent any more pain. “c’mon, its too far for you to walk back to the car. wait here, and i’ll come get you.” he said, and you nodded. you plopped down onto the nearest bench before marcello ran to your car. he sped back over to you, lifting you from the bench and helping you into the car. he drove you to the emergency room, and after x-rays confirmed not only your knee, but also your shin to be broken, they took you to the surgery department to get your leg fixed up.

after your procedure, and a few hours after the anesthesia wore off, you woke up dizzy in your hospital bed as you focused on the room around you.

“hey there!” you heard a voice next to you say. you turned your head in the direction of the voice, marcello sitting in the chair next to you.

“hey.” you said softly. marcello moved closer to the edge of the bed, taking your hand in his and pressing a kiss to the back of it.

“how you feeling?” 

“okay. a bit loopy from the pain meds, but okay overall.” you said.

“good.” marcello said, squeezing your hand. “y/n, i’m so incredibly sorry.” 

“for what?” 

“for putting you in this position.”

“you don’t have to apologize. had you let that bike crash into me, my injuries could’ve been a whole lot worse.” you said. “please don’t feel bad. you saved me.” 

you ended up staying in the hospital for about a day and half, recovering from your surgery. once your doctor deemed you stable enough for discharge, marcello was right by your side, helping you out of the hospital, and back home. 

he set you up on the couch in the living room, making sure you had enough pillows and blankets to keep you comfortable. he also had snacks and drinks readily available for you and within arms reach. 

“thank you, baby.” you said softly as you pulled him down to press a kiss to his lips. he moved to sit with you on the couch, turning on the tv. he turned on the show you’d been watching together, although you didn’t remember much of the episodes you watched, as your pain medications made you drowsy. you spent the afternoon napping on and off on the couch, marcello waiting on you as needed.

after your third nap of the day, it was nearing dinner time, and you’d woken up to your stomach growling. 

“good thing i just ordered pizza.” marcello laughed after you apologized for the volume of the grumbling.

“you’re such a good care taker.” you laughed, resting your head on his shoulder.

“anything for you, baby.” he said, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. 

“i’m glad you say that, because i have to pee.” you said awkwardly. without hesitation, marcello was up, helping you up from the couch. he helped you get set on your crutches, and followed close behind you to the bathroom in case you fell. one you were done, you were able to hobble back to the couch on your own, marcello coming back from the door after the pizza was delivered. 

“look at you go!” marcello cheered, watching you make your way to the couch on your own.

“i can already feel the muscle atrophy developing.” you laughed as you plopped back down on the couch. marcello helped you lift your leg back up on the stack of pillows before setting another one on your lap to use as a table for your food.

“ay, i’m sorry baby.” marcello pouted. “but, before you know it, you’ll be able to get your casts off and you can get to PT to help get the muscles back in shape.” 

“i need that day to be tomorrow, actually.” you laughed.

throughout the rest of your recovery, and the start of your physical therapy, marcello made sure he was there for you as much as he could and as much as you needed him to be. you made sure that you knew how grateful and appreciative you were for all of his help. 

[marcelloshdz]

biggest fan

summary: marcello accompanying you to the premiere of your new movie. requested by @teehopper. marcello x actress!reader

a/n: thanks for 100 followers. 🥺🫶🏽

“i can’t believe tomorrow is finally the day.” you sighed, flopping into bed. you’d just spend the summer filming your next movie, and the last few months had been busy with promotional appearances on talk shows. tomorrow was finally the premiere, and you were beyond excited for everyone to see the movie you worked so hard on.

“i’m so proud of you. i can’t wait.” marcello said, pressing a kiss to your temple before turning out the light.

the next day, your house was bustling with people as your glam team set up shop in your living room and kitchen, helping you and marcello get ready for the premiere. your makeup team was full of the best people you’d ever known, and they always made you look stunning. your stylists had a few options of outfits for the evening, perfectly fitting the vibe of the movie and the evening. once you decided on what you wanted, they also had matching suit options for marcello. 

once you were both dressed and done up, you and marcello climbed into the back of the car that awaited to take you to the theater for your premiere. you sat in the back seat between your publicist and marcello, his hand resting on your thigh, giving you gentle squeezes every once in a while. he knew how nervous you were, but you were glad that he was there with you. you were always more comfortable when he was around.

once you finally arrived to the premiere, marcello stepped out of the car first, taking your hand in his as he helped you from the back. you steadied yourself once you got out of the car, fingers intertwined with marcello’s as you began walking down the carpet.

as you made your way down the carpet, you and marcello stopped for photos and interviews. each time a photographer asked for solo pictures of you, you made sure to invite marcello into them as well. he was your rock, and you made sure to show him off each time you got.

“y’know, this is your night. i don’t mind being in the background to all of this.” 

“i know. but i don’t want you to be in the background.” you said, reaching up to press a kiss to his cheek. he smiled at you as you continued making your way down the carpet. 

you finally made your way into the theater, finding your seats amongst your costars and the producers and director of the film. before the movie started, you all took the stage to thank everyone for attending, and hoped they enjoyed.

you sat back down with marcello, him immediately taking your hand back in his. as the movie started, you were finally able to relax. you watched marcello next to you out of the corner of your eye, smiling at his reactions to the plot twists and reveals as the story unfolded on the screen. 

once the movie ended, you basked in the applause from the standing ovation that erupted around you. you stood with your costars, exchanging hugs and congratulations for a job well done. you turned your attention back to marcello, who was up and cheering with crowd. he pulled you into his arms, hugging you tight and rocking you back and forth.

“what did you think?!” you asked, pulling away to look at him.

“y/n, i’m so incredibly proud of you! you were amazing.” he said. he placed his hands on your face, pulling you close and pressing a deep kiss to your lips.

“thank you. thank you for everything, for supporting me throughout this filming process, and staying by my side through late nights and difficult moments. i love you so much.”

“i love you more.” he said, kissing you again.

following the movie, everyone filed out of the theater and made their way to the after party. once you arrived, you and marcello went straight to the bar, downing a few shots to loosen up before ordering your cocktails for the evening. you and marcello mingled with your friends that were there. after a while, you and marcello found a spot on the dance floor. you were having the best night, finally letting lose after a busy few months as you finished the movie.

after taking a break from the fast and upbeat songs that you’d been dancing to, a slow song finally came on. marcello took your hand in his and led you back out onto the dance floor. he held you close as you laid your head on his chest. you slowly swayed back and forth, marcello quietly singing the words of the love song that played to you. you looked up at him and smiled, him quickly meeting your gaze.

“i love you.” you said, reaching up to press a kiss to his lips.

“i love you more.” he said, kissing you again.

once the night ended, and you were back home getting ready for the night, you felt so good to finally be back in bed. your publicist had sent you some of the photos from the carpet, and you scrolled through them, adding some to your favorites folder, and setting a picture of you and marcello as your wallpaper.

you were scrolling through tiktok for for a bit before going to sleep, when a video from your premiere came up on your feed. you recognized yourself on the screen, as you were posing for photos on the carpet. you opened the comments, everyone pointing something out that you hadn’t noticed.

“look at the way marcello looks at her!!”  “oh he’s so in love” “theyre so perfect together.

you closed the comments to rewatch the video, quickly finding marcello off to your side. he had a wide smile on his face, a genuine look of pride on his face as he was watching you pose for the cameras. it made your heart swell, seeing him smile while watching you. you added the video to your favorites, after reposting it to your own page. 

you put your phone on the charger and made yourself comfortable in the pillows. you felt marcello climb into bed next to you, wrapping himself around you. you smiled to yourself as you felt him nuzzle into the crook of your neck. you let out a content sigh as you laid there together, feeling safe and comfortable in marcello’s embrace.

[marcelloshdz]

marcello hernández makes an appearance on the tonight show w/ jimmy fallon, accompanied by kenan thompson in promotion for t-mobile and SNL50.

pt. 1 + pt. 2

[marcelloshdz]

all shook up

summary: marcello protecting you during a mishap at barricades after a show night. requested by anonymous.

the end of another saturday night, and a successful episode of snl. you were in your dressing room, gathering your things, as marcello popped his head into your door.

“hey! you ready?” he asked, and you nodded. you slung your bag over your shoulder, taking his hand in yours as you walked down the hall to make your way downstairs.

you and marcello had been cast mates on saturday night live for the last three years, and during the summer after your first year of the show, you hung out a lot and eventually started dating. workplace relationships were never easy, but you and marcello were making it work, and were as happy as ever. it was also a plus that your other cast mates and writer friends were supportive of your relationship.

once you finally made it outside, you were greeted by awaiting fans, cheering for everyone once they saw you and your fellow cast members walking outside. you stopped to take pictures with everyone and sign autographs. this was your favorite part of every week, getting to meet the people who supported you and enjoyed your work as an actress and comedian.

“how’d you enjoy the show?” you asked a fan who you were signing something for.

“it was so good! you had a really good night, and i feel lucky that i got to see the live show.” they said to you. they then started talking about your sketch appearances and telling you their favorite moments of the night. it made you so happy to hear all the nice things they had to say.

“thank you so much.” you said after they finished. you snapped a couple of pictures with them before moving to the next person who was waiting to talk to you. you briefly glanced to your left, marcello taking some time with the fans as well. he caught you looking his way, shooting you a wink before focusing his attention back on the person he was talking to.

“you guys are so cute.” the fan in front of you said with a smile.

“thank you.” you blushed, signing the piece of paper they held out to you. you snapped some pictures with them as well, chatting with them about the show, and them giving you a gift they brought for you.

after some time of taking pictures and signing autographs, you made your way through a large portion of the crowd. you hung back while you waited for marcello to finish up with the people he was talking to, smiling at his interactions with the fans. 

as you were talking with some other fans while you were waiting for marcello, the vibe suddenly shifted. there was a strange man that interrupted everyone, yelling and screaming. he made his way through the crowd, quickly standing in front of you and yelling. he was slurring his words and was visibly under the influence of something, but you were too scared to react to anything he was saying. before you had a chance to react, marcello was in front of you, yelling at the man, telling him to leave and having him escorted away by security.

“oh my god, are you okay?” someone asked next to you. you couldn’t form thoughts or even begin to think of anything to say. your mind was racing, your hands were shaking, and your mouth was dry. you managed to move your head and give them a quick, although uncertain, nod. you felt their hand press to the top your arm, giving you a comforting squeeze.  

“c’mon, lets get home.” marcello said softly, wrapping his arm around your shoulders. he thanked everyone, wishing them all a safe return home before the two of you walked off.

your ride home was silent, as you sat in the back of your uber trying to calm your thoughts and think of something to say. unfortunately, nothing was coming to you. 

“baby.” marcello said softly, taking you into his arms and holding you tight. “are you okay?” he asked, and you nodded. you were still shocked to your core, but you finally managed to speak.

“yeah.” you said quietly.

“that doesn’t sound convincing.” he said, holding you at arms length and locking eyes with you. “tell me, honestly.” he said, squeezing your arms. you closed your eyes, taking a deep breath before speaking again. 

“i’m still a bit shaken up. i was really scared.” you said, wrapping yourself around marcello again. he hugged you tight, and you finally felt your stress wash away. he held you quietly, rubbing your back and comforting you as much as he knew how.

you both showered and finally got ready for bed, well past the point of being tired. you were so ready for the day to end, but unfortunately, your brain had other plants.

as you tried to sleep, your mind kept flashing images from your night, the man’s face still prominent in your head. you tossed and turned all night, barely getting any sleep.

you finally gave up on sleep, getting up from the bed and moving to the living room. you grabbed a throw blanket from the back of the couch, and laid down. you stared up at the ceiling, finally able to allow your mind to rest and allow you to fall asleep. 

you woke up the next morning, suddenly feeling crowded on the couch. your eyes fluttered open, finally realizing there was another body on the couch with you. you sat up, eyes landing on marcello asleep on the other end of the couch. you smiled to yourself before shaking his leg to wake him up. he rustled in the blankets before he spoke.

“good morning.” he said, sleep heavy in his voice.

“what are you doing out here?” you asked.

“i woke up in the middle of the night and you weren’t in bed. i didn’t want you to be out here alone.” he explained. 

“come here.” you found his hands in the blankets and pulled him to sit up with you. “thank you.” you said quietly, wrapping your arms around his torso and hugging him tight.

“i love you.” he said, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. he held you tight as you laid back down on the couch, eventually falling back asleep wrapped in each other’s arms.

[marcelloshdz]

set up

summary: after being set up with marcello by a mutual friend, you end up hitting it off very well. requested by anonymous. marcello x actress!reader

becoming an actress was the only think you ever dreamed of. you’ve had exceptional opportunities presented to you, and amazing performers that you’d had the opportunity to work with. 

one of whom, being your acting idol, scarlett johansson.

you thought she was so talented and someone that you looked up to. you were intimidated with her at first, as she was so well established and well know. but she ended up being so nice and welcoming towards you, taking you under her wing and offering such great advice, when it came to acting and just general life advice.

she became almost like a mother to you, making sure you were taken care of on set, and that you knew that she would be there for you to offer a shoulder to cry on or an ear to vent to.

you were wrapping up on set one day, and scarlett came to you in your trailer.

“hey there.” you said softly as she walked into the room.

“hey! do you have any plans this weekend?” she asked, and you shook your head.

“no, what’s up?” you asked.

“i was wondering if you wanted to come to a gala with my husband and i.” she offered.

“what’s it for?” you asked.

“it’s for the natural history museum. they’ve invited the snl casts over the past few years, and colin and i have enjoyed going.” 

“sure, that sounds fun! is it black tie?” you asked, and she nodded. “perfect. i just got a new gown that i’ve been dying to wear.”

“great! colin and i will pick you up saturday night and you can ride with us.” she offered, pulling you into a hug before stepping out of your dressing room.

come saturday night, you were at home getting ready for the evening. you slid into your dress, put on some jewelry to match, and slid into your most comfortable heels. you spritzed on some perfume, and just as you finished getting ready, there was a knock on your door. you bounced into the living room, answering the door, finding scarlett on your porch.

“oh! you look beautiful!” she cheered, fighting tears.

“thank you! so do you!” you said as you hugged. you grabbed your purse and keys, following scarlett to the car. you said hello to colin as you climbed into the backseat, before small chatter quickly filled the car.

once you arrived to the venue, you stepped out onto the red carpet. as you walked down it, you stopped for photographers, giving a few interviews, before making your way inside. you stood close by scarlett, not wanting to get lost in the crowd. she held your hand tight as you followed her and colin into the large ballroom. 

colin led you to your table, which was full of his snl cast mates, as well as lorne. you said hello to everyone, thanking them for letting you crash their evening.

“it’s not crashing if you were invited.” scarlett laughed as she sat down with you. you watched as she leaned over to colin, whispering something in his ear. just then, you were being shuffled around the table, you and colin swapping spots on either side of scarlett. you ignored it, figuring it wasn’t important enough to worry about. with scarlett to your right, you turned to your left, an empty chair next to you. you kept to yourself for a bit, before someone else came to the table. you watched as he said hello to everyone, eventually making his way around to the empty chair.

“i assume this is my seat?” he asked, before pulling the chair from the table.

“looks that way.” you laughed as he sat down. scarlett quickly grabbed marcello’s attention, turning the attention to you.

“have you met y/n?” she asked him.

“not officially. it’s nice to meet you.” he said with a smile.

“you too.” you nodded. the two of you ended up hitting it off well, talking and laughing all night. every once in a while you would catch scarlett out of the corner of your eyes, smiling in your direction, and snickering with colin. 

after dinner was served, and people were free to mingle, you walked over to the bar to order a drink. while you were standing there waiting for your drink, you felt a presence next to you. you turned in their direction, colin and scarlett at the bar with you, scarlett standing uncomfortably close.

“i know we’re close, but not this close.” you teased, taking a step back.

“so, you and marcello are hitting if off well, yeah?” she asked, ordering drinks.

“yeah! he’s really nice, and funny as hell.” you said as the bartended slid you your drink. as you were taking a sip of your drink, the switch finally flipped in your head. “oh no, are you trying to set us up?” you asked her.

“maybe. but i only want to take credit if it works out.” she laughed.

“scarlett, why do you keep doing this to me.” you laughed. you watched colin snicker behind her.

“i tried to tell her you wouldn’t be up for this, but she was adamant.” colin laughed.

“because i care about you! i know you’re single, and i know you’ve been going on terrible dates recently. i know marcello too, and i think you’d be a good match. you’re both young, hot, and latin, and at the top of your games right now. imagine the power couple you’d be.” she said to you.

“i can vouch for that.” colin added.

“that does sound good.” you laughed. you both turned towards your table, watching as marcello spoke with devon and longfellow. you couldn’t help but give marcello a once over, thinking to yourself how good he looked in his suit and tie.

“see, look at you. you like him.” she said with a laugh, raising her eyebrows at you.

“how do you even know he’s available?” you asked.

“he’s available.” colin nodded, taking a sip of his drink.

you, scarlett, and colin walked back in the direction of your table, stopping to talk with the boys. your group chit chatted as you walked back to your table, you and marcello bringing up the rear. 

as the night went on, and more drinks were had, you and marcello were getting increasingly comfortable with each other. you were talking and laughing with each other all night, hitting it of well. 

as the night came to an end, you were walking out of the venue, standing on the street while you were waiting for a car. marcello noticed you shivering in the cold night air, immediately taking his suit jacket it off and laying it over your shoulders.

“thank you.” you said softly, and he nodded.

“so, i’ve had such a good time hanging out with you tonight.” he said.

“same here.” you said, smiling up at him. you happened to glance behind him, noticing scarlett and colin facing in your direction, giggling and silently cheering you on. you stifled a laugh as marcello glanced in their direction.

“wow. they are not discreet.” he laughed.

“not in the slightest.” you agreed, locking eyes with him again. “but, i am thankful they meddled tonight, because i got to meet you.”

“silver linings.” marcello smiled. just then, your car pulled up to where you were standing on the sidewalk. “would you wanna go out sometime? maybe dinner a movie or something?” he asked before you turned away from him.

“i’d like that.” you nodded with a smile. he gave you his phone and you typed your number in, saving it to his contacts. “text me any time, i’ll be available.” 

“perfect.” he smiled. you started taking his jacket off to give back to him before getting into the car, but he quickly stopped you. “keep it. it looks better on you than it does on me.” he said with a smirk. you felt your face flush, your heart racing in your chest.

“good night, marcello.” you said, reaching up to press a kiss to his cheek.

“good night, y/n.” he said, opening your car door for you as you climbed into the backseat. you waved at him as you drove off, head swarming with a million thoughts, your heart racing in your chest, and butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

on your entire ride home, scarlett was texting you, mildly berating you over not going home with marcello, but also glad that you and him had hit it off well. you made sure to tell her that you were actively texting him at the same time in order to set up another date. you thanked her for her introducing him to you, despite your reservations about it all at the start of the night.

meanwhile, you and marcello had been texting throughout the night, reiterating the sentiment that you shared with each other before going your separate ways, about how much you enjoyed spending the night with each other. marcello had already brought up a couple of date night ideas to you, which all sounded incredible. after you set a date, you were beside yourself, giddy over the thought of seeing him again.

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is it bad that I get all of my news from Tumblr and these guys

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first day jitters

summary: you and marcello meeting each other while auditioning for snl. requested by anonymous.

“you got this baby, you’re gonna do amazing. and no matter what happens, i’m so proud of you.” your mom said to you over the phone. you were currently on your way into NBC studios for a cast member audition for SNL.

“thank you. i love you.” you said before exchanging your goodbyes before walking into the building. you were met with a small group of people who you presumed were there as well, falling into line behind a young guy, who looked to be about your age. 

you watched as he scrolled through a note on his phone, going over the jokes you presumed he was going to tell for his audition. you listened as he honed in on his cadence and focusing on landing the punchlines. his jokes were funny, and you hoped that his audition went well.

you focused on your material as well, perfecting your bits and impressions. you noticed out of the corner of your eye, the guy in front you watching you, huffing a small laugh after your delivery of a punchline.

“your stuff is good.” he said to you.

“thanks. so is yours.” you said with a smile. 

“i’m marcello.” he said with a smile, extending his hand to shake.

“y/n.” you said, taking his hand. 

the two of you chit chatted while you stood and waited for your turns to audition. marcello was up first, and you wished him luck as he walked into the studio. since it was getting close to your turn, you felt your heart start to race as your nerves started to set in. you took a few deep breaths to calm yourself down, twiddling your thumbs while you waited.

just then, the doors opened, marcello walking out of the studio.

“how did it go?” you asked as he walked back over to you.

“i’m not sure? i thought i was doing well, but it was dead silent in there.” he huffed. 

“god, that’s bringing my nerves all back.” you sighed.

“oh no! i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to freak you out. you’re gonna kill it.” he said, squeezing your shoulders. just then, the door opened and a PA was calling your name.

“y/n l/n, you’re up.” they said. 

“you got this.” marcello said, flashing a smile. you took a deep breath before walking through the door. 

you were led to the stage and suddenly the nerves came flooding back. you took a deep breath, introducing yourself before diving into your audition. you told your jokes and performed your bits. even though it was five minutes, it felt like forever. but, once it was over, you said your good byes, thanking everyone for their time, before walking out of the studio. 

you felt tears start to welling in your eyes as you walked down the halls and made your way back out onto the street. as soon as you walked out, you felt your phone vibrating in your pocket, your mom calling you again.

“hey mommy.” you said softly, taking a deep breath, trying to keep yourself from crying.

“how’d it go?” she asked.

“um, kinda weird? i guess. i thought i was doing well, but there were hardly any laughs. it made me feel like i was doing awful.” you sighed.

“maybe that doesn’t mean what you think. don’t get too down until you hear back from them. you’re so funny, and you’d be a perfect addition to that show.”

“you’re just saying that because you have to. you’re my mom.” 

“well, yes. but it’s true. and you know it too.” she said. 

“i love you.” you said softly. just then, you felt a tap on your shoulder, and you turned to find marcello standing behind you. he waved, flashing you another smile. “mom, i gotta go. thank you for everything, always.”

“okay sweetie. keep your head up. i love you.”

“i love you too, bye.”  you said, hanging up the phone. you focused on marcello, smiling back at him. “hi again.” 

“hey. you wanna go get a drink? there’s a good bar around the corner.” he suggested.

“sure.” you said. you walked with him down the street, making your way to the bar. you ordered drinks before moving to a table.

“so, did you feel like shit after your audition too?” he asked.

“oh yeah” you laughed. “i almost started crying.”

“dude, me too.” marcello laughed. “i’m scared this isn’t gonna end well.”

“alright, i don’t wanna dwell on this. let’s talk about something else.” you said, ordering you and marcello another round as the waiter came to your table. “do you live in new york?” you asked. 

“i moved here after i graduated college to really start making moves in the comedy scene out here. i met some people online who had connections here and they introduced me to some people.” he began, taking a drink from his fresh glass. “then the pandemic hit, and i moved back home for a little bit. i started posting some of my jokes on tiktok, and gained a bit of a following, which was nice. then as we started to be able to travel again, i was able to start performing again and moved back to new york.”

“i was in the same situation, but out in LA. i was doing stand up mostly, and dabbled just a bit in improv with some friends of mine. then, like you, when the pandemic hit, i started posting on tiktok, just little sketches and telling jokes.” you explained.

you and marcello spent the rest of the afternoon, getting drunk together and getting to know each other. you were glad that you were hitting it off well, and you hoped that you’d get to work with each other. 

after a few hours, and after running up your tabs, you and marcello exchanged numbers before you went your separate ways. 

about a week later, you were back in LA, visiting your mom. you’d just got back to her house after lunch, and were lounging in the living room when your phone started ringing.

“oh my god, it’s a new york number.” you said, immediately shaking from head to toe.

“answer it!” your mom cheered. you answered the phone, taking a deep breath before a shaky hello left your lips.

“y/n? this is marci klein with saturday night live. i was there for your audition, and i just wanted to let you know that we think you’d be a perfect addition to the show.” she said.

“that’s so great! thank you so much!”

“you’re so welcome. we look forward to having you!” she said. she gave you a few more details about the show, when they were expecting you, and other information about the onboarding process. you thanked her again before hanging up the phone.

“oh my god! i can’t believe this!” you said through tears.

“baby, i’m so proud of you! i knew you would make it.” your mom said, standing to give you a hug.

“thank you mommy.” you said through tears. just then, your phone started ringing again, marcello’s name flashing on your screen. “did you hear?!” you asked as soon as you answered.

“yeah.”

“and?” 

“i made it!” he cheered.

“oh, that’s so great! congratulations!” you said to him.

“thank you so much. what about you?” he asked.

“i made it too!” you said excitedly. 

“y/n! that’s great! i can’t wait to get to work with you.” 

“same here.” you said. you were lucky you were on the phone and he couldn’t see you blushing. you and marcello talked for just a little while longer before hanging up. 

“it’s hard to believe that that was almost three years ago.” marcello said to you, a smile on his face. you were out at dinner with some new friends who asked how you met. after you moved to new york, and you and marcello started working together, you started hanging out more and more, and eventually began dating. it was hard at first, adjusting to working together while starting to date. but, you made it work, and the two of you ended up being great together. 

“one of the best days of my life.” you said with a smile, leaning over to press a kiss to his lips. 

“mine too.” marcello smiled, kissing you again.

“you guys are too cute.”

“thank you.” you said, blushing.

later that night, after dinner and once you were back home, you and marcello were in the kitchen putting away your left overs. you heard the faint sound of salsa music coming from the living room speakers, marcello dancing into the kitchen. he took you into his arms, spinning you around the kitchen.

“i love you so much.” marcello said to you, pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

“i love you so much.” you repeated. “i can’t believe it’s been three years since the day we met. it feels like yesterday, but also like a lifetime ago.” 

“best three years of my life.”

“mine too.”

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Is this sunday the snl 50 special? Because I don't think they posted anything about it this week

its on february 16th!

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late nighter

summary: marcello is having trouble sleeping, but manages to catch some shut eye in an unconventional spot. requested by anonymous.

“mm, baby’s finally asleep.” you sighed, falling into bed. you slid over to marcello, immediately wrapping yourself around him. “how are you always so warm?” you asked him.

“it’s my latin blood.” he joked.

“well, thank god for that.” you laughed, nuzzling deeper into side. he wrapped an arm around you, holding you tight until you eventually fell asleep in his arms.

you woke up a few hours later, the bed empty next to you. you rubbed the sleep from your eyes, and noticed the glow of the kitchen light flowing into your bedroom, followed by the smell of fresh popcorn. you climbed out of bed and sauntered into the kitchen, marcello standing at the counter. you noted the time on the stove, 1:30AM.

“baby, what are you doing awake?” you asked, wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your chin on his shoulder. 

“i couldn’t sleep.” he sighed, shrugging as the microwave dinged. marcello emptied the bag into a bowl and you moved to sit with him on the couch.

“is everything okay? do you need to talk about something?” you asked, and he just shook his head.

“no. i’m just not tired. i think i slept in too late this morning.”

“you were up at ten? that’s not that late.” you said, throwing a few pieces of popcorn in your mouth.

“it is when i’m normally up at seven.” he corrected.

“that’s fair.” you laughed. you and marcello sat on the couch for a bit, eating your popcorn and basking in the silence. after a few moments, you heard rustling from the baby monitor that sat on your coffee table, shortly followed by your son crying.

“i got him.” marcello said, handing you the bowl and quickly making his way to the nursery. you heard him on the monitor, shushing your baby and humming him back to sleep. you set the popcorn on the coffee table before leaning against the back. you felt your eyes start to get heavy, and before you knew it, you were back asleep.

you woke up the next morning, the sun shining into the living room. you stretched out, taking a moment to gather yourself as you didn’t remember falling asleep on the couch. you walked into your bedroom, your bed still empty. you walked down the hall into your baby’s room, stopping in your tracks when you focused on the sight in front of you; your baby sound asleep in his crib, and marcello asleep in the rocking chair next to him. 

you quietly walked over to marcello, gently shaking him awake.

“cellito, mi amor. wake up.” you whispered, watching as marcello’s eyes fluttered open. 

“where am i?” he asked, looking around the room. “the nursery?” he asked, and you nodded. you quietly pulled him up from the chair and walked out of the room to let your baby continue sleeping. you led marcello back to your room, flopping down on the bed.

“you went to check on s/n around 1:30, 1:45 this morning. i fell asleep on the couch waiting so we could go back to bed, but you never came back. i guess you fell asleep with him last night.” you said, watching as the gears turned in marcello’s head.

“mm, mhm. we were eating popcorn in the living, cause i couldn’t sleep.” he said, and you nodded. “i went into the baby’s room and he was back asleep pretty quickly, so i put him back in his crib. i wanted to make sure he was gonna stay asleep before i left the room, and i guess i fell asleep too.” he laughed.

“well, it’s still pretty early, and neither of us have reason to be up right now, so,” you trailed off making yourself comfortable amongst your pillows. “i’m going back to sleep.” 

“sounds good to me.” marcello said through a yawn. he turned his lamp off, and you felt his arm find it’s place around your waist. he pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head before you both drifted back off to sleep. 

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from “grandma’s birthday”

——— snl s50 e12 with host and musical guest timothée chalamet

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nurse chad from “medcast”

——— snl s50 e12 with host and musical guest timothée chalamet

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a student in “ai software”

——— snl s50 e12 with host and musical guest timothée chalamet

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omg from where is that video of marcello as a dog you just uploaded to your twitter??

jake nordwind (sk8rpunk69) on instagram

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"t-mobile song" featuring kenan thompson and marcello hernández in partnership with SNL50.

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tmobile: quick chat with marcellohdz as he preps for the show

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w/ bowen, sarah, and fineman

(courtesy of bowen)