#Ay mujer

[sudaca-swag]

desafortunadamente los fachos tienen razón en cuanto a no darles cosas a los fisuras si atendés un local

[korncest]

la vida es un carnaval (*´∀`)♪

[achamocha]

Y me da rabia que haya gente chilena defendiendo a Chasca porque parece una huasa elegante. Hay que ser weon. En primer lugar, nadie va a pensar eso cuando la vea. Si a mi que soy chilena me lo tienes que explicar con peras y manzanas es porque, como minimo, vale callampa su diseño de "guasa" (la parte de que la pierna desnuda es el falso es, como dicen los gringos, TREMENDO stretch). Y el gorro es 0% guasa y 100% conquistadora. Por favor.

En segundo lugar, que parte de america pre-colonial no entienden? No les da rabia que el personaje supuestamente andino se vea más como una conquistadora española? Y si tiene nombre andino por qué no usaron un diseño más andino, como una diabla? Mirenme a los ojos y díganme que no hubiese sido bacan ver una diabla de la tirana al estilo de Genshin. Que baile como Gaming o YunJin y su burst sea un diablo ojon qué tira fuego.

Si fuera solo la piel blanca, puta, filo. Si fuera solo el traje, puta, filo. Si fuera solo que el nombre no tiene nada que ver con el diseño, puta filo. PERO SON LAS TRES COSAS JUNTAS. DE ESO NOS ESTAMOS QUEJANDO.

[jackredfieldwasmyjacob]

What are some Spanish shows you would recommend to someone wanting to learn more Spanish through shows? Preferably shows that where they’re streamed at have a subtitles option

(Same anon, meant to include movies as well but forgot before sending)

Hello anon!! Let's see:

Shows:

I am currently watching El Ministerio del Tiempo (The Ministry of Time), it's a great show to not only learn about the language but also about the history of Spain as the show is about these time travelers trying to mantain history untouched, it's pretty neat! I've done some googling and it used to be on Netflix, but I don't think it is anymore. I've seen there's some English subtitles you can download, but I don't know how you can integrate that into the original video. Here is a post about someone using like a plugin to see the subs directly through the RTVE Play page (where it's still available) so maybe try there.

I just spent fifteen minutes looking for Spanish shows that have easy access to English subtitles but I haven't found any (at least of the ones I like), so I think they might be a bit tricky to find; I'll recommend them to you nevertheless in case you manage to get a hold on them.

The quintessential Spanish TV shows are imo Los Serrano (The Serrano Family) and Aquí No Hay Quién Viva (Nobody Can Live Here); they both have very simple premises and are just lighthearted sitcoms (Los Serrano is more narrative while Aquí No Hay Quién Viva is more similar to The Office). The latter is probably the most iconic one of the two, it is quoted daily and it is really good, while the former just exemplifies the 00s in Spain (keep in mind the shows are form the 00s so some of the plots might have not aged so well).

Paquita Salas is a modern classic, this one is definitely inspired by shows like The Office and it's also incredibly iconic, memeable and quotable. Anyways, it's about this washed up talent manager and her agency, and it has tons of cameos from famous Spanish people, it's very fun. It is on Netflix but I do not know if it has English subs (I think it does tho. Maybe? There's a possibility that's for sure). Also the seasons are like 6 episodes each so it's very easy to watch.

Skam España :) It had to be here :) And I know it has English subs cause I helped translating it lol. It's basically the Spanish remake of Skam, it's very good and I really recommend it. From season 2 onwards you can watch it completely in Youtube (just search for skam españa season x in the search box and you should be fine), or you can go to the best place in the universe, where you can find all episodes in true skam fashion :)

I am kinda embarrassed cause I haven't watched many Spanish shows so I cannot really speak for myself, but here goes a list of shows that I've heard are pretty good and where you can find them (maybe subbed!): Las Chicas del Cable (Netflix), Sky Rojo (Netflix), Merlí (Amazon Prime), Vis a Vis (Netflix), Veneno (Netflix), and El Internado (Netflix).

Movies:

I have watched even less Spanish movies so yeah. But I can still recommend some let's see

La Llamada (The Call, in English is called Holy Camp! for some reason) is the only Spanish musical I respect, I've seen both the movie and the original musical and I love them both so much, the movie is great (with the original actors of the stage production) and yeah I couldn't recommend it enought. It basically is about these teen girls who are at bible camp and one of them starts dreaming about God. It sounds boring now that I think about it but it's not I can assure you. It isn't really religious either don't worry. It used to be on Netflix but I don't think it is there still, I'm sorry :(

This one's a bit controversial but I'm putting it here cause it really shows the contrast between different regions in Spain; Ocho Apellidos Vascos (Eight Basque Surnames, once again, the English name for this movie is Spanish Affair for some reason???). Anyways, this one was a revolution when it came out, I don't know how many times I watched it in the span of like 2 months, it was a lot. The actors are all great, the story is pretty solid and it's generally funny I think (albeit maybe perpetuating certain stereotypes). It is a very simple premise; guy meets girl, guy falls in love with said girl and follows her from Sevilla to Euskadi. On Google it says it's on Netflix, Amazon Prime and HBO so... yeah.

The most beloved Spanish filmmaker is Pedro Almodóvar, and his movies are classics (that I have yet to see). Mujeres al Borde de un Ataque de Nervios (Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown) and Volver (Return) are probably his best works, and I really recommend them! They are both available on Netflix :)

Last week I watched another really famous Spanish movie from a director who passed away earlier this month, ¡Ay Carmela!, a movie about this troupe of itinerant artists during the Civil War that really shows how both sides of the war were. It's on HBO Max.

As with shows, here are some rapid-fire Spanish movies I've heard are pretty good: Los Santos Inocentes (Amazon Prime), Bienvenido, Mister Marshall (HBO Max), El Laberinto del Fauno (HBO Max and Disney Plus), Celda 211 (Netflix and HBO Max), La Lengua de las Mariposas (Amazon Prime), Mar Adentro (HBO Max), and Amanece Que No es Poco (HBO Max and Amazon Prime). I have actually watched the three last ones lol, I just didn't remember them.

Hope these recommendations serve you well, and please let me know if you watch any :)

[ncmra]

museo de historia natural de berna › ‘ para mí que la de jirafa va a quedar mejor con tu pelo, pero allá tú ’ sugiere, un consejo positivo que entona con más seriedad de la que debería. sostiene el teléfono móvil para tomar las mejores fotos posibles, aún si es una nimiedad, quiere hacer las cosas bien. ‘ a ver, ahora … ¿un guiño? ’ es que se siente ridiculísima, ¿qué dice?

ronnie le pide a namra que le tome una fotografía mientras posa en una exposición de selfies donde su rostro encaja en el cuerpo de una cebra ⟡ @sinnies

[jjunho]

🍸 ¿Qué amistades has hecho ultimamente? ¿o alguien te caiga bien?

"no sé si podrían considerarse amistades todavía pero sí hay varios que me han agradado bastante y me gustaría conocerles más como luka, aurora, giovanna, taewoo y maya."

[laviejaguardia]

Tener que estar justificándole punto por punto a familiares que este chabón odia todos los aspectos de mi existencia por qué ahora parece todxs tienen amnesia y como tiene ahora 30% todo lo que dijo antes no cuenta estoy físicamente angustiada y con tanta pero tanta bronca encima quiero arrancarme los pelos

[dioneq]

#ESTUDIO: para un starter donde geonwu & dione se encuentren estudiando.

mirada que se intercambia entre párrafos desbordantes del grueso tomo de biología a lo del   compañero, es el imaginario de moléculas, la creación del universo, lo que le genera una absurda sensación de estupor, quizá el hecho de que nunca tuvo que reflexionar a profundidad acerca de su existencia, del origen de las cosas  “lo tuyo luce más estimulante” reconoce, labios que se curvan en una sonrisa “¿historia del arte, cierto?” . / @geonwv​

[gatual]

decided whenever anybody questions me for not acting femenine im gonna respond w something wAy less 'femenine <3

[bkgbian]

"cheshire no le hizo eso a la fam de roy" let's not lie now. ENTIENDO q no te guste el ship tenes todo el derecho pero cmon. also ella es una Villana!!! ofc va a hacer cosas de villanos diosss

[clubsmarties]

"You say that like lavender and jasmine scent is bad. I actually am pretty fond of it." For a man who had one of the most sensitive noses in the planet. This particular scent he didn't mind. Whether that was because he associated it with her or not was not something he'd reveal so quick.

That brought up a good point. "Well, no but you could have thrown it away. Of course doing that, you'd have thrown my third favorite sweater so I am thankful you didn't. You didn't have to wash them. Thank you."

It didn't take her long to join him at the kitchen it seemed. He scrolled his phone as he let the coffee cool down for him to drink. A soft chuckle escaped him as he finally glanced up from his phone to look at her. "You did tell me to make myself at home." His smile amused than anything else at his smart answer. "And a good morning to you. Getting offered the poptart he graciously took it with a soft thank you. He did take a quick glance at the item itself and had to check that it wasn't going to kill him before he smiled and broke the edges and ate it that way. Poptarts hadn't been something he had since he was probably ten. This was like taking a trip back in time. "I can't believe you have these." It wasn't said in disgust but more acknowledging that this was such a blast from the past for him.

As he took a sip of coffee he slid the one he made for her over and hummed quickly shaking his head. "Had a call from one of the detectives in LA. Apparently they don't realize we're on different timezones. We're actually three hours behind. So got up since my brain had turned back on. Not leaving for another few hours. As he said I could take my time." His eyes couldn't help but carefully take her outfit in. "You ready? Any nerves?" he asked after he gulped the addicting liquid.

Not being one who could actually sit properly on counters he hoisted himself up and set the coffee mug between his legs, letting his wet hair cover his entire face as he kept eating the poptart. Staring at it more he had to ask. "Is this really how you start your day? A single poptart as your breakfast food?" he wasn't judging it was more curiosity over her routine.

Being idle didn't feel as weird as it should have. But Liz did discombobulate him to a new level. The air didn't feel weird at least it didn't to him. He couldn't stop staring at her as he sighed. Almost like he was communicating with her. "How did you sleep?"

"Hmm," all she replied at his answer. She wanted to point out that moving back would be their own choice and them living their own lives, but she knew it would be moot. Just because she understood it from the outside, didn't mean she knew the dynamics of it from the inside. This was just answer that she would have to accept at face value.

As she grabbed her dry cleaned suit, she looked at him with a confused look on her face. "I didn't really keep it, just kind of washed it and put it away so you could take it next time you popped up. Was I supposed to do something else with it?" There was a moment or two where she had half considered throwing it away or leaving it at the local shelter but each time that idea had crossed her mind, she felt bad about it. As she continued over to the living room she called over her shoulder, "They might just smell like lavender and jasmine soap for a while. Sorry." But she wasn't really, it was her favorite scent, always brining back a happy memory but it was a subconscious thing and she surrounded herself with it without even realizing she was.

Not bothering to change, after fluffing the throw pillows, she snuggled under the sheet in her dress and in the hoodie that Wally had been her. Her mind began to go over all the points as she stared out the window opposite of her, counting as many stars as she could see as she went over what she knew the Holden's would want. She had hoped that everything gathered at the disposition would be more than enough to have the divorce settled out of court. She had seen more than enough of McKinnley these last couple of weeks than she wanted to. When the wife had come to her months ago, she didn't hesitate to take her case but it had began to take a toll on her.

Soon enough she found herself drifting off. A small vague dream of being at a game with her father and Orion had began to take form when her brain suddenly yanked her back from her dream. Sounds in her place, someone was there, sitting up panic filled her, making her heart thud against her ribcage as old familiar memories came to mind. That was when she realized where she was and what she was wearing. Last night, it slowly came to the forefront of her mind. It was Wally. Not a stranger rooting around her place. Taking a deep breath in, she calmed down and waited for him to finish up in the bathroom and she heard him in the kitchen, she got up.

Not bothering to pick up her things for now, knowing that she would probably crash out on it again later on it when the Holden's left. Heading to the bathroom, she didn't take long to get ready, making sure that her button-up and suit pants were not wrinkled and her hair tied back, before making her way over to the kitchen. A good morning on her tongue when she froze as she saw Wally in her kitchen, milling around as if he had always been there. His hair was wet and down, unlike the slick back manner she had become accustomed to. There was something about that scene in front of her that made her feel...strange. A way she hadn't before. Her fingers itched to tuck his hair back but another part of her told her not to but instead run her fingers through his hair. Shaking the thoughts away, unsure where they had come from. "Morning. I see that you made yourself at home."

It was a joke as she smiled at him before opening a cabinet and getting a pack of pop tarts still remaining from Orion's recent visit. "Want one?" She held one out for him to take if he wanted. In the other hand, she ran through emails and messages on her phone making sure that she didn't miss anything. Then sent a quick message letting the lawyers know that she was home and to let her know when they arrived so she could let them in. Turning her attention back to Wally, "Thought you would take the chance to sleep in a while before having to head out."

[girasonne]

de verdad las bihets siempre son las mujeres más homofobicas. cada vez

[seijakuu00]

Hey guys I just saw smth very questionable and I want your opinion 🤗

Words cannot describe the face I made when I saw this, what in the actual fuck is that 😭😭.

I still don't understand why do people write this with Toji and Megumi, Toji did NOT die for this 🙏. "Mind your own bussines" how about you seek professional help? This is not normal and if you think people should their own bussines and not let you see that what you read or write is wrong, let me tell you that the only one that needs to think and recapacitate is you.

Sad how grown women write abt this shit, y'all are sick of the head.

Hagan algo mejor en vez de andar escribiendo este tipo de pendejadas y busquen ayuda pls, no wonder why it has so few likes.

BOO! Did i scare you? I'm a bar of soap 🧼 just here to remind you to get ur ah in the 🚿 shower and go outside because the smell through the screen is not very pleasant, over and out 👋

For this one, use translator 'cause I'm writing this in spanish. I'm too lazy to write it in English.

Miren, esta bien escribir fanfics ya que todos tenemos derecho a expresar nuestra creatividad pero otra cosa es como tu vas a utilizar esa creatividad sea para bien o mal. Ahora, que digas que es "dark content" NO justifica el hecho de que hayas escrito incesto y pedofilia, no me vengan con que eso no afecta la realidad porque SI la afecta y existen muchos casos de gente que ya no sabian separar la realidad con la ficción y cometieron delitos. (asesinatos, etc.) Escribir este tipo de cosas y leerlas puede irte dañando la mente poco a poco aún así tu digas que no. "Ay pero hacemos un AU donde no sean familia o que no sea menor" eso no justifica nada porque SIGUE siendo canon que sean familia y que sea un menor de edad, dejen de buscar cualquier cosa que justifique sus gustos asquerosos, "no me importa, es mi problema 😝😝" Si, es tu problema y si terminas sin poder distinguir la realidad con la ficción no es nuestro problema, es el tuyo; al final la que pierde eres tú, ahora imagina tener 29 años y escribir semejante asquerosidad. ¿No te da vergüenza? ¿Saber que eres una mujer hecha y derecha, escribiendo este tipo de cosas? Cualquier persona sana ve eso y quedarian asqueados, no digas que somos gente rara porque la unica rara aquí eres tu y tu amiguita pip.

[teenidlegirl]

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ౨౿  ׅ ۟   ֪ 𝓑ump 𝓘n 𝓣he 𝓝ight ۪ ׂ   𓈒 ୭

꒰⠀⠀⟡⠀.⠀miguel o’hara⠀𝓍⠀civilian!reader⠀.⠀⟡⠀⠀꒱

‧ ִ ۫⠀♱ 𝓢𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. you live in a world of comic book characters, just pure fiction. however, one night you stumble upon a man dressed in a strange costume who looks exactly like those comic book characters inside your house.

‧ ִ ۫⠀♱ 𝓒𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓. fluff, little angst, goofiness, tension, mild suggestiveness (mdni), swearing, pet names, reader’s universe doesn’t have a spiderman, hispanic/latina!reader

you heard a light thud.

shutting off the water, you leave the unfinished soap covered dishes in the sink as you step away. drying your hands with a towel before tossing it in the sink as well. anxiety flows through your veins.

what the hell was that?

you live alone, besides your white terrier luna, in this house your parents left behind for you. you rarely invite people over due to work. the only time you do is for holidays, birthdays, or small gatherings with friends. other than that, you’re alone most of the time so hearing noises sorta freak you out.

maybe something dropped like one of your books from the bookshelf in your room. it’s an reoccurring thing. but it sounded so light for a book to drop. what else could possibly fell? was it even an object?

panic settles in your bones. glancing to your left where the living room is, you spot luna peacefully sleeping in her soft, periwinkle dog bed. of course she didn’t hear it, she’s far in doggie dreamland.

very slowly and quietly, you pull a knife out of the drawer and make your way towards the stairs. the noise came from up there. heart pumping out of your chest. blood rushing through your veins. frantic breathing due to the anxiety developing in you.

is it an intruder? a robber?

fuck. this is the last thing you wanted.

you just wanted to wash the dishes in peace before going to bed. why must this happen to you?

very slowly and steadily, you make your make upstairs. gripping onto the knife tightly, palm sweaty. your room is your first destination. as you make it up top, you can hear low grumbles from there.

fuck, there is someone here.

tightening your grip on the knife, you carefully walk towards your room. hiding behind the wall, right beside the doorframe, you turn a little to catch a sneak peek of the intruder. your eyes widen in shock.

a figure clad in a suit of vibrant red and dark blue. the fuck is that? a cosplay or something? you suddenly realize how tall the figure is. way too tall since your white dresser is literally half his size, right below his waistline. this bastard is muscular as fuck. broad back and his suit outlines each back muscle perfectly as if it’s sculpted. his shoulders also broad and thick. insane fucking biceps.

this dude is fucking ripped. he can murder you with his bare hands. probably snap you in half.

there is no way you can take this fucker down.

“este chingaletta…”

oh, he speaks spanish too? pinche cabrón.

the tall figure seems to be fiddling with something on his wrist. perhaps a watch or some sort.

inhaling a deep breath, you gain the courage to confront this intruder motherfucker. whether he’s a giant or not, he needs to get out of your house.

“get the fuck out of my house.”

the man swiftly turns around to see you standing at the door. the knife in your hand pointing at him. you witness the eyes of his odd-looking mask widening.

“hey… i’m not here to hurt you.” his voice is low and a bit musky. he slowly raises his hands in the air, a sign of surrender. “just put the knife down.”

“not a fucking chance.” you snarl with gritted teeth. “get the fuck out of my house or this knife is going straight through your fucking heart.”

a sigh escapes his lips, covered by his mask. “ay mujer… por favor, i’m not gonna hurt you.” his tone a mixture of pleading and frustration.

your eyes narrowed suspiciously. “hardly believable since you’re in my fucking house.”

he takes one step forward. “please just—“

“don’t!” you yelled.

“i’m not gonna hurt you! i’m not the bad guy here! i just accidentally teleported into your house!” he matches your voice level.

now you’re confused. “teleported? what do you mean teleported?”

another sigh from him, running a run over his masked face. “look, it’s hard to explain but trust me, it wasn’t my intention to barge into your house.”

“barge?!” you say in disbelief. “you’re invading my home! you’re a fucking intruder!”

“i’m not an intruder!” he exclaims, throwing his hands up. “at least it wasn’t my intention.”

you scoff. “pinches mentiras.” you eye him up and down. “what’s up with costume? this isn’t comic-con.” you gesture at his suit with the knife.

the man stares at you in disbelief but obviously you can’t tell because of his mask. “are you serious? you don’t know who or what i am?”

now the anger is replaced with confusion.

“what the fuck do you mean?”

“you don’t…” he quickly looks at the watch on his wrist, or what it appears to look like a watch. with a few taps, tiny holographic images pop up from it.

whoa, what the fuck? what kind of watch is that?

“that figures, you don’t have a spiderman in this universe.” he taps away the tiny images from the watch and looks back at you.

your face drops in utter confusion. “spiderman? the marvel character?”

“what? no—“ he sighs frustratingly.

“i’ve seen lots of cosplays but yours is different. cool but different. which spiderman are you supposed to be?” you lower the knife down to your side.

he blinks at you. “that’s not important. and i’m not cosplaying or whatever the hell that is—“

“well, i definitely haven’t seen that version of him. kinda badass, not gonna lie. the costume is cool.”

spiderman groans, on verge of lashing out, rubbing the temples of his forehand with a hand. “for the last time, it’s not a costume.”

you quirk a brow. “right.”

miguel rolls his eyes, growing more frustrated and irritated. “i don’t have time for this.” he grumbles, fiddling with his watch again. “chingado…” the man groans out of frustration. his gizmo isn’t working.

“having issues?” you taunt.

“cállete.” he hissed, still fiddling with his gizmo.

you snort as you walk towards him. “what kind of watch is that?” you tilt your head, staring at it curiously. it’s definitely more advanced.

“not a watch, a gizmo and i made it.”

your eyes perk up. “you made it? ooo lemme see.”

as you go try to touch it, he pulls back. “don’t.”

“oh come on, stop being ridiculous.” you try touching it again but he keeps pulling back.

“don’t touch it.” he scowls.

“sheesh, protective much?”

miguel rolls his eyes and you can definitely tell this time. “don’t you understand the concept of not touching what’s not yours?”

“i’m trying to help you, tonto.”

he scoffs. “you can’t help. you don’t understand how this works, mamona.”

now you roll your eyes this time. “fine, whatever. have fun struggling with your stupid ass watch.” you walk away, leaving the spiderman guy in your room.

⠀⠀⠀⠀𓂃 ୨ ₊ 𓂃 ౨ৎ   𓂃 ₊ ୧   𓂃

not even 10 minutes, the spiderman guy heads downstairs and joins you in the kitchen. you continue washing the dishes you abandoned earlier. as you stack up the last dish, you head footsteps approaching. turning around while drying your hands with a towel, you see him standing on the opposite side of the kitchen island.

“couldn’t get it work, huh?” you taunt, smirking.

“cállete.” he scowls.

luna awakes from her slumber, stretching out in her little bed then hopping out of it before she starts barking at spiderman.

“¡ay!” he exclaims, startled by the barking. “can you tell your dog to stop barking?!”

“nope.” you shrug, making him groan. “she barks at people wearing masks so… if you want her to stop, you know what to do.”

he mutters something before deactivating his mask. it disintegrates, revealing his identity. immediately and like mentioned, luna stops barking.

holy shit. he’s handsome as fuck.

chocolate wavy hair. eyes with hues mahogany. the sharpest cheekbones you’ve ever seen on a person, let alone a man. very, very plump lips.

“oh shit, you’re hot.” you blurt out.

miguel stares at you with wide eyes. hints of reddish pink on his cheeks, feeling warm. heart skipping a beat. “uh… thanks…?” he averts your gaze, trying to conceal his bashful face.

“damn, you’re the most attractive spiderman cosplayer i’ve ever seen.”

a groan escapes his lips, pinching the bridge of his nose with a hand. “chingado contigo… i’m not a cosplayer, i’m actually spiderman.”

you snort. “right, right.”

“is the gizmo not enough proof for you?! or the fact my mask disintegrated?!”

you ponder for a moment. sure, the watch is heavily advanced. watching his mask disintegrate is definitely a phenomenon. holy shit - is this guy really spiderman? at least a version of him?

“okay, fair points.” you awkwardly clear your throat. “so… you’re actually spiderman?”

“yes.” he shoots you an unimpressed look, clearly fed up with your oblivious attitude.

“which one?”

“2099.”

you raise a brow. “spiderman 2099? as in the year 2099?” you fold your arms over your chest.

“as unbelievable it sounds, yes.” instinctively, his eyes immediately glance down at your chest for a moment. your cleveage sticks out more with your folded arms. the cups of your nightdress hugs it perfectly. fuck, why did he look? yeah he’s a man but miguel feels like a pervert. he hopes you don’t notice.

you did but you don’t care. you don’t sense creepy vibes from him. just a dude who happens to be spiderman from the future or some shit.

“so you’re from the future?”

“technically yes but from a different universe.” miguel watched your eyes pop out in surprise. he groans internally, knowing this was coming soon.

“a different universe? what the fuck is this ‘rick and morty’ shit?” you huff.

his brows furrowed in confusion. “wha— no, listen. yes, a different universe. there are an infinite amount of universes of spider people called the arachnohumanoid polymultiverse.”

you stare at him completely dumbfounded. “that is literally the most nerdiest shit i’ve ever heard.”

miguel frowns. “well, that’s what it’s called.”

“stupid name.”

his expression falls flat. “your opinion is irrelevant.”

“it’s a fact, stupid long ass name. change it when you get back to wherever the hell you’re from.” you turn away, opening the cabinet to grab something.

“you’re annoying.” he sounds irritated.

“i am but i’m truthful.” you grab a container of conchas you recently bought. you set it on the island then head over to the coffee maker near the fridge. “quieres algo? un concha, café?”

he observes you with a dumbfounded expression. “you’re offering coffee and sweets?”

“well, you’re practically stuck here until who knows how long so…” you pour coffee in your favorite mug. “do you want coffee or not?”

miguel remains silent for a moment. taken aback by your generosity. nobody has ever treated him with such kindness or even ask him what he wants. it’s true, it’s uncertain when he’ll return to his universe. he’ll have to remain here for the time being. for some reason, he doesn’t mind staying here, with you.

“uh… si, pro favor.” he said sheepishly.

you grab another mug and pour coffee inside. once both mugs are filled, you turn around and slide his mug across the island.

“gracias.” miguel grabs the mug and brings it up to his lips. a low hum of approval as he tastes the warm, delicious liquid. normally he prefers black coffee for work but this one is acceptable.

you two talk for a while over coffee and sweets. miguel explaining the multiverse. talking about the spider society and its origins. his universe and life. everything seems so fascinating yet bizarre. apparently spiderman, or a shit ton of versions of the comic book character, actually exist. that’s a total mindfuck. part of you believes this could be a dream, hence why you pinched yourself several throughout the conversation. but, it was real. he was real.

“after all this time, you never told me your name.”

he takes a sip of his coffee then carefully placed on the counter. “miguel o’hara.”

you respond with your name, taking a sip of your coffee and a bite of your pink concha.

as the night progresses, you and miguel talk for hours. learning more about each other. miguel still finds it strange how things change drastically. he accidentally transported to a universe that has no spiderman. accidentally transported into a random woman’s house and being accused as an intruder. now having coffee and sweets with the woman he just met, having a genuine conversation.

part of him is still concern about how or when he’ll return to his universe. if his gizmo will ever be fixed and work properly again. but considering the environment he’s in, warm and cozy, miguel isn’t in a rush. in fact, he enjoys your company. it’s been a while since he actually sat down and had a genuine conversation with someone. back in his universe, he doesn’t have anyone. but in this universe, he does.

and he likes that.

maybe being stuck here won’t be so bad.

◟ ࣪⠀ׅ ♱⠀𝓝ote. randomly thought of this, enjoy! btw this is a repost because i originally posted this at the worst time ever. if you read this before, pretend it’s your first time again lmao.

© teenidlegirl. don’t steal, plagiarize, or translate my work. ♡

[ncmra]

‘ ¿tienes una hermana aquí? ’ ha de alzar las cejas con una curiosidad auténtica, no imagina cómo ha de ser mantener ese tipo de relaciones de por vida. ni qué decir de la sensación de sentirse atada a alguien. ¿será porque todo tipo de amor se le hace inconcebible? ‘ no hubiera sido tan vergonzoso, tienes que ver qué estamos haciendo en beltane ’ lo entona desde un punto de vista objetivo, no le queda otro. después de la experiencia en el cochinero, nada le parece terrible. ‘ ¿es una invitación a acompañarte? ’ inquiere algo entretenida, pero antes de decir más, ya está aceptando. ‘ me vendría bien, siento que estoy demasiado dormida ’ las palmas se esconden en los bolsillos de la chaqueta y hace un sutil gesto con el mentón en señal de emprender camino.

mención femenina casi parece dar forma a conversación que sostienen, a sospechas que profesa compañía. ' eso tiene más sentido. ' admite en lo que ofrece unos pocos asentimientos breves. ' pero te aseguro que no es más que heno. ' eleva palma, buscando enfatizar lo que dice, si transporte de heno ha sido una tarea más compleja de lo que había esperado. ' te lo agradezco, sospechaba que mi hermana me los habría dejado solo para molestarme. ' confiesa, encontrándose a sí misma en lo correcto. ' me has salvado de la vergüenza. ' exageración es fácil de notar, así como humor que predomina en tono. ' o de la picazón. ' si ramas secas, habrían hecho estragos con propia paciencia. ' ¿tienes algo de tiempo libre? iré a la cocina por un café. '

[bth3cowboi]

snoop the bells, cs55xreader

part 1 part 2 part 4

masterlist

pairing: carlos sainz x reader

summary: Sometimes marriage is the result you get by mixing two long term partners, devotion and a love for a Snoopy plushie.

format: social media au

a/n: some spanish translations at the end! hope you enjoy

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ynraces C&Y 25’ ❤️🪐 Ready to start a new journey with you, my beautiful boy and husband. Can’t wait to see what life bring us from now on, I love you.

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user1 OMGGGG

user2 THE ROYAL WEDDING

carlossainzoficial Hermosos mis hijos

carlossainz55 Gracias papá ❤️

ynraces 🥹❤️

user4 wow this is beautiful I cant

user5 PAPA SAINZ🥹🥹

lewishamilton Congratulations guys🫶 Wishing you the best

ynraces Thank you Lew! Thanks for coming too

user6 LEWIS WAS THERE? WHO ELSE??

carlossainz55 Te amo😍

ynraces I love you too my bambi

charles_leclerc How do you even find a snoopy for this?

charles_leclerc Also congrats on the wedding

ynraces snoopy and WOODSTOCK

carlossainz55 She has a pinterest board for every snoopy situation

ynraces babe I got that ring and RAN to my romantic board

charles_leclerc Wow you have one for everytime you crash or lose the car?😂

ynraces yes😳 its in between my “snoopy charles getting FUCKED by ferrari” board and my “snoopy charles loses in his home gp” board!!

landonorris DAMNNN

landonorris She ate you up 🫵🫣🤣

ynraces I also have “snoopy lando norris getting his first win” but its empty

charles_leclerc HAHAHAHA

landonorris :(

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carlossainz55 My perfect wife, my perfect girl. La mujer más guapa y especial que he podido conocer. I can’t imagine what life would be without you by my side so I will make sure to do everything right so you can stay with me forever. ❤️ I will always cherish this day, thank you.

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user1 wow my parents🥺🥺

landonorris 🫶🫶 Love you guys

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user2 ay the getting ready pic😭😭 im crying

user3 they just love each other too much your honor!!

sebastianvettel So happy for you! Congrats😊

ynraces thanks seb youre the best i miss you come back thank you again

user4 I get it girl I miss seb too💔

fernandoalo_oficial Vamos chicos💪 Felicidades

ynraces Mi puto padre💪💪

carlossainz55 Gracias!!

ynraces I know I want to stay with you forever, thank you for making me the happiest and luckiest girl! Sharing life with you is enough to keep me content, can’t ask for more:)

carlossainz55 Wow I love you

user5 Im sorry I cried

user6 yn being this serious and romantic just killed me

georgerussel63 👏👏❤️

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landonorris Mr & Mrs Sainz wedding was kinda fire🔥🔥🔥

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user1 FERNANDO?? GEORGE?

user2 ehmmm have you seen CHARLES?

user3 How much alcohol was ingested omg

ynraces too much and yet not enough!!

user3 omg!!! girl CONGRATS!! I LOVE YOUR HUSBAND AND YOUR BABYYY

ynraces thank you thank you my babys the best (sometimes the husband too)

user4 thank you lando🙏 this is what i want to see

user5 Lando said f your wife, first pic is your father and us

landonorris I HAD TO PUT ME FIRST

carlossainz55 Thought this was jpg material🤔

landonorris Naaa my besties deserve to be on the main

charles_leclerc Well it should be, because I don’t remember that last photo

landonorris Oh those aren’t even your worsts… I’ve seen things

ynraces Send them ASAP I want to remember some things

carlossainz55 Send the red bull one

scuderiaferrari Should we get worried?🤔

charles_leclerc 😐😐

ynraces LOLLLLLLL U ARE GETTING DEMOTED 😹 🫵

charles_leclerc I wish the worst to that plushie of yours, I hope he gets lost

ynraces I pray you never win another GP in your life and you bring shame to every team you race for in the next ten years

ynraces Also his name is Baby Snoopy have some respect

carlossainz55 Ok that’s enough baby😘

ynraces k bbygirl😍🩷

user6 ☝️☝️That escalated quickly

user7 nah they know damn well to not mess with the dog

user8 this is lovely😭 and the kiss… wishing them and baby Snoopy the best!

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translations: (in order of appearance)

Hermosos mis hijos: My beautiful kids.

La mujer más guapa y especial que he podido conocer: The most special and beautiful woman that I have ever met.

Vamos chicos. Felicidades: Let’s go guys. Congratulations!

Mi puto padre: My fucking father (Direct translation of a Spanish joke! They call Alonso father in sign of respect lol)

a/n: A lot of people wanted more Snoopy! So here it is!!!! If you want to read more don’t be shy and send me asks with requests! I will be working on them when I’m not too busy with college stuff<3