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the heart wants what it wants

alexia putellas x fem!reader

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A/N: tried a diff writing style in this one, i think i like it better.

TW: swearing? (idk if it’s considered but i see other people doing it)

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National camp, you hated it. Nearly everything about it sucked. Keyword, nearly. It means you got to see her. The captain of Spain, and the captain of Barcelona. You know it’s probably not a good idea to fall for your ‘enemy’ but how couldn’t you? Faded pink hair, absolutely drop dead gorgeous. Who wouldn’t love that.

It would be easier if you weren’t so devoted to your own club, Real Madrid. The biggest rival of Barcelona. But that can be put aside for the little bit that comes with National camp, even if friend groups are very much seperate.

You wait as the rooms get announced. For who knows what, you get paired with Alexia. Olga sends a sly smirk to which you immediately slap her on the arm.

“Don’t you dare say a word Carmona.” Is all you say before lugging your bags and taking a keycard, heading towards the shared room.

“The bed on the window alright for you?” She asks, you nod.

You miss the way that she’s slightly nervous, and blushing. Too focused on trying to keep your own feelings at bay.

After unpacking everything, you’re laying on the bed staring at the ceiling, daydreaming which soon turns to actual dreaming when you fall asleep.

You’re woken up by a soft voice telling you that dinner is ready and to go down to everyone. It’s Alexia, you blush again looking away. Nodding before getting your shit together and moving on.

You walk down splitting from Alexia and going to sit down at a table with Olga, Ivana and Athenea.

“Don’t give me that look Olga.” You sigh as she smirks.

“I will make you do laps.” You threaten.

“You would not! I saved you a plate, look here.” She slides a plate over which you accept in thanks before turning to small talk with the girls.

Something which somehow goes unknown to everyone at your table, Alexia is watching. Receiving teasing from her own friends.

“Alexia, just ask her out already. My God it’s getting annoying of you two just blushing and staring at each other all day.” Jenni says to her friend, while they may be exes there’s still a lot of respect.

“I don’t know Jenni, she wouldn’t feel the same. We are captains of rival teams!” The dark haired spaniard rolls her eyes.

“Alexia.” This time it’s Misa. “I’m on the same team as her so let me. She says she has a crush but only Olga knows of it. And apparently it’s someone from another team. That’s all I know, but I did see Olga smirk when your rooms were read and then Y/N hit her whispering something.” She shrugs.

“If that doesn’t scream, my best friend is roomed with her crush and now she’s hitting me for pointing it out behaviour. I don’t know what is. You have until the end of camp to do this or I will ask her out for you myself.” The goalkeepers outburst surprises Alexia but she nods anyways, thinking that maybe tonight she’ll tell you. Maybe.

After dinner, and all the players are sent back to their respective rooms or to play games in the common area. You find yourself wondering around the hotel. Thinking about upcoming games and literally everything in between that.

After an hour or so of exploring different areas, finding a gym, swimming pool and jacuzzi you make your way back to the room where Alexia is pacing around.

“Penny for your thoughts?” This seems to get her out of the trance and she immediately looks up, blushing lightly. Is that a blush? You wonder.

“Lo siento, it’s nothing.” Your eyebrows light up in surprise.

“Well, if you need anything I’m right here.” She nods slowly, as if considering her options.

“Actually, there is something I’ve been meaning to ask.” She looks down nervously at her hands, fidgeting with them.

“Go ahead.” You answer lightly with a small smile.

“I was wondering… maybe you’d wanna go on a date?” Your eyes open wide, this wasn’t what you expected at all.

“Uhh, y-yeah! Sure. Like… romantic right?” You stutter as she relaxes and nods.

“Yeah, like that. Maybe when we have time to explore, the day before the game? We can find a place.” You nod.

“That sounds amazing, it should be fun.” After the conversation ends, you immediately message Olga the news. Who is… screaming in text messages.

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Unable to keep a smile of your face for the next few days, it seems the team is doing alright given certain circumstances. Alexia does take you out on that date and it ends with a kiss that makes you feel like a high schooler experiencing their first love. Cheesy, but true nonetheless. The team hasn’t found out yet but the respective friend groups teased both you and Alexia relentlessly, which only resulted in blushing messes and stuttered words.

Sometimes, a little bit of encouragement and fate can work wonders.

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hii, hope you’re doing well :) love your stories <3

ofc you absolutely don’t have to write this one if you don’t want to!

just had a lil thought of some form of enemies to lovers with tom (2009-11) where reader travels with the band on tour & etc & one night while they stay at a hotel somewhere reader is in the pool at night (in like a bikini or some form of swimwear) for like a midnight swim but at some point tom gets in as-well & it’s just them (they can have some bickering or whatever) but it would eventually result in them doing it in the pool 🤭

again you don’t have to do this one if you don’t want to buy i just thought i would ask :)

ty for reading!!

LATE NIGHT - T. KAULITZ

synopsis: you and tom had never got on well, some unresolved tension meaning the two of you always clashed. so, when you decide to go for a late night swim alone, what will happen when tom has the exact same idea?

content: angst & smut

a/n: omggg this might be my fav request i’ve ever gotten so thank u sm anon, literally screamed when it came thru this whole scenario is so perfect, as u can imagine i enjoyed every second of writing this, hope u enjoy!!

the night is warm, this totally expected for august in southern spain, where tokio hotel were for this part of their world tour. adjusting to the different climates that i experience around the world is something i am yet to get used to, even after coming with the band since they had started accumulating the fans to warrant travelling from country to country to perform. one day, i would be in somewhere in russia, completely submerged in blankets and still cold, then the next, i would be met with the sweltering warmth of southern europe, overheating despite my clear lack of clothing, only my bra and panties covering me. but tonight, the heat was unbearable, my body sweating no matter what position i tried to fall asleep in.

the rhythmic ticking of the small clock situated on the wall in front of me didn’t help - the sound seeming to get louder each time, the time that it displays reminding me that i should be sleeping. but, i know that it isn’t going to happen anytime soon, sitting up frustratedly with a loud sigh.

i stand up, walking toward the large glass doors leading to my balcony, pushing one open slightly so that i can squeeze through. it is even hotter outside, my body being hit by an intense surge of heat as i step onto the balcony, nearing the edge. my arms rest on the railing, eyes taking in the view in front of me - thousands of lights in each direction from the city ahead. however this doesn’t catch my attention as my eyes fall to the large pool below, a decent sized jacuzzi built into it. it is empty, the body of water completely still, small lights around it’s exterior giving away its tranquility. it could cool me down - there’s no way i’m falling asleep with my body this hot.

my feet turn on their heels, stepping back inside my room, closing the glass door behind me as i head to the small walk in closet in the corner. my hands fumble around, fingers finally touching the small bikini that i am looking for. i take it out, stripping from my clothes, before slipping on the skimpy red bikini, tying my hair in a loose bun. i take a towel from the bathroom, sliding on the first pair of sandals i see, before quietly exiting my hotel room and walking to the elevator, entering it as it is expectedly empty.

the elevator doors slide open as i am met with the empty lobby, the receptionist being the only person in sight. i give her a small nod, walking outside to the pool area. as i near closer, i sigh in relief, seeing that it is still empty, placing my towel on a random lounger. i slide my shoes off beside it, walking towards the pool. testing the temperature, i dip my toes in, shivering slightly at the coldness, the feeling relieving me as i already feel myself cool down. deciding that it is fine to get in, i allow my whole body to slip into the water, my head staying above as i begin to swim over to the shallow end, finally stopping once i reach the edge.

my eyes glance over to the jacuzzi just a few metres away, contemplating whether it would be a better option than the pool. it would certainly make me sleepier, and, reminding myself of how late it is, i decide to get in, quickly stepping out of the pool and climbing into the jacuzzi. the water is much warmer, bubbles emerging from beneath as i take a seat, my entire body relaxing. i feel myself becoming tired as i spread out, laying my head backwards and resting it on the edge. my eyes gaze aimlessly at the stars above, feeling completely content, the water removing any tension in my body as i continue to watch the sky.

but, it only takes a few minutes for my head to whip upwards, becoming quickly alert as i hear footsteps nearing the pool, wondering who else would want to be here this late into the night.

i squint a little, trying to make out the silhouette , an audible groan escaping my lips once it enters the light, letting me work out who it is. broad shoulders, slim yet muscular frame, lips adorned with a single metal piercing - i could recognise him from anywhere. the familiar jet black braids move toward me, a confused expression taking over his face once he spots me.

“the fuck are you doing here?” he asks, setting his towel down and pulling his t-shirt off, revealing his perfectly formed abs, muscles in his biceps flexing as he does so. he was hot, but i hated him, his attractiveness only making me despise him more. after my gaze lingers on his torso for a couple seconds, i look upwards, seeing that he is still focused on me, waiting for a response as he walks towards the jacuzzi.

i roll my eyes, beginning to get up, not willing to engage in any conversation with him right now, especially one in which no one else is involved, the atmosphere already tense.

“doesn’t matter. i’ll go.” i say, standing up, water dripping from my body. his eyes scan my figure, tongue poking from his lips slightly as he messes with his lip piercing, drinking in every curve, my boobs admittedly almost spilling out of my bikini top. yet i didn’t care when i had put it on, not expecting to see anyone else at the pool, let alone tom. his eyes still glued to my cleavage, i scoff, putting one foot out of the jacuzzi.

“my eyes are up here, perv.” i remark as he finally removes his gaze from my chest, a small laugh leaving his lips.

“don’t flatter yourself sweetheart.” he states, stepping into the jacuzzi, sitting down as the water covers most of his body, the top of his chest still on show. he stretches his arms out to the side of him, resting them on the edge, tilting his head to the side before continuing. “why are you leaving?”

“cause i know you’ll piss me off. you already are.” i respond, standing beside the water, preparing to walk away.

“really? don’t be so dramatic. get in.” he says, lifting one hand up and motioning to the empty space in the jacuzzi opposite him, his eyes not leaving mine.

“i’ll pass. have fun tom.” i say sarcastically, finding my towel on the lounger, wrapping it around my small frame, now shivering from the lack of warmth the water had brought me.

“you know, to say you’re the most stubborn person i know.” he starts, his tongue running across his bottom lip. “you’re leaving pretty fast. how come you’re letting me win so easily?”

i stop in my tracks, turning around to face him, wondering why he is so eager for me to stay.

“why do you care?” i question, my expression turning sour.

“i don’t.” he shrugs. “just don’t understand why you’re in a rush to leave. you’re not scared of me, are you?”

i scoff at his question, noting the way he is trying to get under my skin, and, much to my frustration, it is working. i know that if i leave, that means i have let him win. and, he is right. i am stubborn. it is this fact that prompts me to turn around, throwing the towel off of my body as i walk towards the jacuzzi, hesitantly getting back into it as a satisfied grin spreads across tom’s face.

“scared my ass.” i mutter, shaking my head as i fold my arms, irritated by his ability to anger me from the smallest of words.

“hm? sorry, didn’t catch that. you gotta speak up.” he taunts, tilting his head as he raises his eyebrows, a knowing smirk tugging on his lips. he stretches his arms out further as they rest against the stone decorating the edge of the water, adjusting his position and getting comfy, awaiting my response.

“just shut up. jesus fucking christ.” i scold, facing away from him, tempted to get up and leave once again. but i can’t give him that satisfaction, so i stay put, a tense silence between us as he surprisingly listens to me.

my body jolts upwards in shock, feeling his foot brush against mine from underneath the water as he sinks further into it. i make eye contact, scowling at him as he holds his hands up in defense.

“sorry.” he mumbles, his body slowly drifting closer towards mine. i ignore it, letting my head fall backwards, attempting to relax, figuring that if i am stuck here with him, i may as well try to make the experience as comfortable as it can be.

but the second his leg brushes against mine, with too much force to be unintentional, it is clear that his previous movement was definitely not an accident. i look at him, seeing that he has moved much closer, now to the left of me, instead of directly opposite me as he previously was. i stay quiet, trying to pay no attention to his presence despite the noticeable feeling of his eyes burning into my figure.

“red looks good on you.” he says into the silence, my eyebrows furrowing in disbelief, unable to fall for his attempt at complimenting me.

“what?” i ask, now turning to face him, his eyes dark.

“you know what i said.” he states confidently, gaze never leaving mine as his teeth momentarily sink into his bottom lip.

his body inches closer to mine as my own is frozen in place, unable to move or even comprehend what is happening. his finger grazes the knot of my costume from beneath the water, slipping underneath the material briefly before playing with the hem of my bikini bottoms, my hips jolting a little at his touch. he smirks at my reaction, removing his fingers and watching the way my face drops, partly in disappointment.

he sees the desperation in my eyes, dipping his head downwards so that his lips are just below my ear.

“you know you don’t hate me at much as you let out.” he whispers, his breath tickling my neck as i feel him smile against it, goosebumps beginning to form over the skin.

my mouth parts open, no sound escaping from it as my chest rises and falls at a faster pace, completely flustered by his words. he can clearly see this, humming lowly as his face remains inches away from my neck, his slow breathing fanning over it.

“in fact…” he begins, his lips brushing over the skin as he dips his head further downwards. “i don’t think you hate me at all, do you?”

i say nothing, breath hitching once his lips finally make contact with my neck, planting slow, open-mouthed kisses over it. my hands find the back of his head, fingers playing with his dreads as i push him further into me, his kisses become sloppy, his teeth grazing over the skin.

“knew you always had something for me, sweetheart.” he teases, hands grabbing the flesh of my thighs as he uses them to guide my body, placing me on his lap. my chest is now out of the water, lower half completely submerged as it sits on top of him, faces inches apart.

he takes my lack of response as an invitation to continue, attaching his lips to mine in a rough and sloppy kiss. i waste no time in kissing back, overcome with an unforeseen desperation, my hatred for him fuelling desire from within me that had never been ignited - not like this. but i used my anger towards him, keeping it as a motive to kiss him harder, pressing my lips harsher into his. he groans into my mouth, his hands finding my ass as he kneads the flesh, using it to push my hips against his, my lips faltering against him.

the heat around me from the warmth of the night is now nothing compared to the one spreading between my legs, my need for tom only growing as i begin to create my own slow rhythm on his lap, grinding so that his clothed dick, which i can feel hardening beneath me, hits my clit perfectly.

my head falls backwards, unable to kiss back as my hips continue to work against his. his lips find my chest, biting and sucking on the parts of my breasts exposed, my nipples hardening under the fabric of my bikini. he sees this, his fingers running over them as i shudder. his hands reach to undo the knot holding my bikini in place, about to tug on it before i protest.

“you can’t…” i breathe out, not slowing my movements. “someone could see.”

“but they won’t.” he states, keeping his head against my chest, hands staying on my back. “you just have to stay close to me, yeah?”

he tugs on the material, watching as the top half of my bikini falls off, revealing my chest to him. a smirk spreads across his face as he takes it all in, hands cupping my boobs as he squeezes them a little, a low whine falling from my lips in response.

“so fucking hot.” he breathes out, detaching his hands from my breasts, moving them to my back and pulling my chest so it is flush against his. “see? no one but me gets to see. exactly how it should be.”

he whispers the last part as i roll my eyes, becoming visibly impatient. he picks up on this, bucking his hips as i rest my hands on his chest, lifting myself off of him as he takes off his trunks, letting them rest at his knees, not bothering to remove them fully. he moves my panties to the side, the water rushing to my heat as i shudder a little.

he strokes himself a few times, positioning himself at my entrance. “you sure?”

his hands rest on my lower back, looking upwards at me, his expression strangely concerned, my consent mattering to him way more than i had first anticipated. i nod my head, letting out a confident ‘yes’.

that is enough for him as he slowly pushes inside of me, the water giving a foreign feeling as my thighs clench. he lets out a long groan, watching the way my mouth falls open, eyes screwing shut. i feel his tip bottom out inside of me, my walls stretched out further than they ever had been, none of the guys that i had been with being as big as tom. though the discomfort soon subsides, my face twisting in pressure as i nod slowly, giving him the green light as he begins to thrust upwards into me at a steady pace.

“where did the stubbornness go, hm?” he teases, knowing that my entire body is there for him to ruin, long past the point when i would argue with him. “thought i pissed you off, doesn’t look like it right now.”

i let out a loud moan, that the only sound i am able to make as he is hitting angles that have never been felt before, no one ever able to make me feel like this. hell, if i had known his dick was this good, i would’ve stopped hating him years ago. his tip brushes against my sensitive spot, my walls clenching around him as i squeeze my lips shut, trying to stay quiet as i silently remind myself of where we are - anyone able to catch us right now.

“you like that, huh?” he asks, repeatedly hitting the spot over and over as i bury my face into his shoulder, biting it roughly to keep the moans at bay, feeling them dangerously close in the back of my throat. “don’t hide those pretty moans, wanna hear them baby.”

his hands push me away from his shoulder, my head now upright as i can no longer contain my moans, letting them pour from my lips, tom nodding his head slowly.

desperate to reach my climax, i meet his thrusts, hips rotating in an attempt to increase the friction. this clearly has as much of an effect on tom as it does me, his head tilting backwards as he lets out a low groan.

“just like that baby. fuck- yeah, keep going.” he praises, this only fuelling my stamina, his thrusts becoming slow and weak as he lets me do most of the work.

the knot in my stomach tightens, so much that i know i cannot hold on any longer. tom’s hands squeeze my waist, fingers and nails digging in, the slight pain mixed with pleasure turning me on even more.

“getting close.” i manage to say, bringing my lips to messily collide with his, my movements sloppy and uneven. he kisses back, groaning into my mouth as he slips his tongue in. he starts thrusting upwards at a rapid pace, my ability to kiss back faltering as i feel him twitch inside of me.

“me too. cum with me, yeah?” he says against my lips, one harsh thrust into me all it takes for me to come undone, feeling him shoot his load into me. he moves in and out slowly, fucking it into me, his teeth firmly sinking into his lip as his eyebrows knit together. i collapse into his chest, breathing fast and shallow as my entire body shakes, his thrusts coming to a stop, yet he remains inside of me. his lips lazily kiss my shoulder, hands rubbing my back.

“why didn’t we do that sooner, hm?”

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11/7/23

Final moving day! After breakfast at the posh hotel with no bathroom basin plugs, we made a visit to the Museum of San Isidoro in Leon which is one of the most important Romanesque sites in Europe having more than a thousand years of history. The site has a cloister, a basilica, treasure and royal mausoleum known as the Sistine chapel of Romanesque art due the symbolism of the frescoes on the walls and ceiling. These include the crucifixion, the last supper and the announcement of the angel to the shepherds.

We then strolled back to the hotel and after checking out, I brought the car around to the front of the hotel to load our bags and get a cheeky photo.

We then made our way to Santillana del Mar, stopping for lunch at the medieval town of Aguilar de Campoo and a stroll around the busy market.

We arrived in Santillana del Mar late afternoon and after checking into our final hotel of this trip, we took a stroll around the cobbled streets of another beautiful medieval town, taking in the many historic buildings.

After another hot and exhausting day, we retired to our hotel and took advantage of the jacuzzi in our room - although with my notoriously low boredom threshold, I didn’t find it as relaxing as it probably should be - give me a cup of tea instead any day!

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El pasado fin de semana viajamos a un pueblo de una provincia cercana. Cuando llegamos al @hotel_pelayo subimos a descansar en la cama cómoda. Tuvimos piscina privada con burbujas en la habitación.

Last weekend we traveled to a town in a nearby province. When we got to the hotel, we went upstairs to rest on the comfortable bed. We had private pool with bubbles in the room.

Google Translation into Portuguese:

No fim de semana passado, viajamos para uma cidade em uma província próxima. Quando chegamos ao hotel, subimos para descansar na cama confortável. Tivemos piscina privada com bolhas no quarto.

Google translation into Italian:

Lo scorso fine settimana abbiamo viaggiato in una città in una provincia vicina. Quando siamo arrivati ​​in albergo, siamo saliti al piano di sopra per riposarci sul comodo letto. Avevamo una piscina privata con bolle in camera.

Google Translation into French:

Le week-end dernier, nous nous sommes rendus dans une ville d'une province voisine. Quand nous sommes arrivés à l'hôtel, nous sommes montés à l'étage pour nous reposer sur le lit confortable. Nous avions une piscine privée avec des bulles dans la chambre.

Google Translation into Arabic:

في نهاية الأسبوع الماضي ، سافرنا إلى بلدة في مقاطعة مجاورة. عندما وصلنا إلى الفندق ، صعدنا إلى الطابق العلوي للراحة على السرير المريح. كان لدينا حمام سباحة خاص به فقاعات في الغرفة.

Google Translation into German:

Letztes Wochenende reisten wir in eine Stadt in einer Nachbarprovinz. Als wir im Hotel ankamen, gingen wir nach oben, um uns auf dem bequemen Bett auszuruhen. Wir hatten einen privaten Pool mit Blasen im Zimmer.

Google Translation into Albanisch:

Fundjavën e kaluar udhëtuam në një qytet në një provincë fqinje. Kur arritëm në hotel u ngjitëm lart për të pushuar në shtratin e rehatshëm. Kishim një pishinë private me flluska në dhomë.

Google Translation into Polish:

W miniony weekend pojechaliśmy do miasteczka w sąsiedniej prowincji. Gdy dotarliśmy do hotelu, udaliśmy się na górę, aby odpocząć na wygodnym łóżku. Mieliśmy prywatny basen z bąbelkami w pokoju.

Google Translation into Turkish:

Geçen hafta sonu komşu bir ildeki bir kasabaya gittik. Otele vardığımızda rahat yatakta dinlenmek için yukarı çıktık. Odada baloncuklu özel bir havuzumuz vardı.

Google Translation into Hebrew:

בסוף השבוע האחרון נסענו לעיירה במחוז שכן. כשהגענו למלון עלינו למעלה לנוח על המיטה הנוחה. הייתה לנו בריכה פרטית עם בועות בחדר.

Google Translation into Hindi:

पिछले सप्ताहांत में हमने पड़ोसी प्रांत के एक कस्बे की यात्रा की। जब हम होटल पहुंचे तो हम आरामदेह बिस्तर पर आराम करने के लिए ऊपर गए। हमारे पास कमरे में बुलबुले के साथ एक निजी पूल था।

Google Translation into Russian:

В прошлые выходные мы ездили в город в соседней провинции. Добравшись до гостиницы, мы поднялись наверх, чтобы отдохнуть на удобной кровати. У нас был частный бассейн с пузырьками в номере.

Google Translation into Japanese:

先週末、私たちは隣の州の町に行きました。 ホテルに着いたとき、私たちは快適なベッドで休むために二階に行きました。 私たちは部屋に泡のあるプライベートプールを持っていました。

Google Translation into Korean:

지난 주말에 우리는 이웃 지방의 마을로 여행을 갔다. 우리가 호텔에 도착했을 때 우리는 편안한 침대에서 쉬기 위해 위층으로 올라갔습니다. 우리는 방에 거품이있는 개인 수영장을 가지고있었습니다.

Google Translation into Chinese:

上周末我们去了邻近省份的一个小镇。 到了酒店，我们就上楼在舒适的床上休息。 我们有一个私人游泳池，房间里有泡泡。

Google Translation into Persian:

آخر هفته گذشته به شهری در استان همسایه سفر کردیم. وقتی به هتل رسیدیم به طبقه بال�� رفتیم تا روی تخت راحت استراحت کنیم. ما یک استخر خصوصی با حباب در اتاق داشتیم.

Google Translation into Ukrainian:

Минулих вихідних ми поїхали в місто в сусідній провінції. Потрапивши в готель, ми піднялися нагору, щоб відпочити на зручному ліжку. У нас був приватний басейн з бульбашками в номері.

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Swimming Pools.

This post is a bit random but I love swimming pools so much, I have always been a water baby since I was a child. My mum also loved swimming so I guess it makes me feel closer to her. I love swimming in swimming pools, the ocean, lakes...I love stepping into rivers, I loved pretending I was a mermaid when I was in the bathtub as a child. So when I go on holiday or even just staying in a hotel for a few nights I tend to look for one with a hotel.

I also love the whole swimming pool/tranquil/occasional lo-fi/vapourwave pool aesthetic which does a lot to calm my soul. So thinking about this I decided to collate my Top 10 Favourite swimming pools I’ve swum in (I’m going to do a second edition for beaches/lakes natural occurrences). I realise on investigation that some of these pools have changed A LOT since I was last there.

1.) The first pool has to be this one. This was the swimming pool at my granddad’s villa in Spain. It was sold 4 years ago or so but we enjoyed many holidays here and I have so many good memories from when my mum was still alive. It was also the pool where I saved my brother’s life from drowning!

2.) Hilton Hotel, Bonn. I love this little pool. I’ve stayed here twice when attending Hobbitcon & Magic con, both times i’ve used the pool 2/3 times and generally been the only one in it. The lights change colour, it was especially nice to swim in on the Sunday when the con had finished and gave me time to decompress.

3.) Champney’s, Forest Mere Spa. My dad worked here for years, I also worked here for 3/4 years. I only got to swim in the pool twice but the peace & tranquility of the place, the smell of Frangipani in the air and the relaxation/spa music that played throughout was so heavenly.

4.) Chateau Tongariro, New Zealand. Okay so this first photo doesn’t do it much justice, there aren’t many photos of this splash pool that I can find online but I really do love it. It very much feels like a liminal space, the few times i’ve been there i’ve always been in the pool and sauna on my own so felt like a complete disconnect from the noise of the real world. 

5.) Hamner Springs - The second of the New Zealand entries and what can I say? I haven’t been here in years but the open air pools surrounded by trees and such beautiful scenery along with the pools with different temperatures heated by geothermal activity along with mineral pools, what more could you want?

6.) This isn’t a great photo and it’s overcast, but this was the pool at the hotel we stayed in in Tenerife. I loved it because it was usually quite quiet and you could enjoy a proper swim. I loved the dolphin on the bottom and that at one side there were loads of volcanic rocks/boulders that you could sit on (not in photo). There was also a jacuzzi surrounded by the volcanic rocks. Plus you could see the ocean from the pool.

7.) The pool/pools at the resort we stayed at in Cuba. There were several pools (two large main pools and the one in the adults only luxury part of the resort where we spent the last 4 nights). The photos below are of the luxury pool, getting to lounge on beds around it with Hibiscus flowers blooming and having the swim up bar was lovely.

8.) The third New Zealand entry. This was the pool at the motel my grandmother and I stayed at in New Zealand. They also had mineral pools (I weirdly love the smell of sulphur).

9.) Fourth in NZ! This one we actually only swam in at night, we hadn’t made a reservation and were driving round trying to find somewhere to stay. It was dark but you were still allowed to swim, the pool wasn’t heated but we jumped in and swam under the stars.

10.) Xixerella Park, Andorra. This one made me a bit sad as when we stayed there they didn’t have this ugly cover over the outdoor swimming pool =/ I guess I can understand the reasoning, but a big part of the charm was swimming in the open air surrounded by mountains!

Bonus 11 - I don’t have a photo of this pool (I do somewhere but not able to find easily). In one of the homes I lived in when younger (my teenage years) we had a sort of swimming pool in the back garden. We had many hours swimming/playing and lounging around reading books. The pool was also a but of a hub for chaos and parties! 

[casalunaritosl]

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Hoteles con Jacuzzi en Valencia

Hoteles con Jacuzzi en Valencia pueden ser una excelente opción para quienes buscan relax, intimidad, comodidad y lujo durante su estancia. 

[teamchamtravels]

DAY 12. AUGUST 13.

Baiona, Spain 🇪🇸

Woke up and got ready for our longest day… 20 miles today! We were at breakfast and this hotel was crazy! They had signs up and everything saying you CANNOT take food from breakfast for your lunch 🤣 haha and they were watching us like hawks so of course we didn’t take anything! We made our way north and today began so beautiful and foggy near the coastline of Spain and we enjoyed the cool air and very little sun for the first 10 miles.

When we got to mile 12 we stopped and ate some snacks we had still from a few days ago and then continued on! Today we saw a ton of other people doing the camino as well which was really cool!

We played a silly game I made up because we were by the street a good amount today. We both picked colors of cars and we would count them to see who’s color was seen the most. only rule is the game ends right when we finish the walk! I picked red sam picked gray. Sam won! No joke thought I was going to win because the red cars were pulling through for me! 🚗 but not enough 😢 the score was 135 to 125

It was a ton of uphill today and it felt good but we were definitely feeling it our feet were sooo tired! We finished the 20 miles in 6 hours and 15 minutes we stopped to get and ice cream cone our new tradition for 20 mile days!

We arrived at the hotel which was really a castle 🏰 it is so cool! Tried to find the pool got very lost in the castle, then finally found it! Next tried to find the jacuzzi, found it! but it was closed! then finally went to get a drink and some food! The views here are soo incredible just feeling super grateful for these moments

[killervibe]

Bells and Veils

Chapter 1/2: And On This Day

Notes: Happy Birthday @mosylufanfic!!!! Hope you’re having a great day! And now...Wedding fluff. You can also find this fic on ao3

Caitlin was supposed to be paying attention so that she didn’t up and fall on her big day, but it was kind of hard to listen, what with the way Cisco was looking at her.

“And then, Miss Snow, you’d take an entrance here.”

 Cisco squeezed her hand as Joe asked a follow up question to their wedding planner, wondering where exactly he should be standing to take Caitlin’s hand, if he should be waiting for her at the steps of the cathedral as the limousine pulled up, or settled nicely inside.

 Caitlin let Cisco tug her close against his chest, swaying her back and forth with his tanned arms wrapped around her waist. She tilted her head up at him with shining eyes, reaching her hand up to cup his cheek. “You ready for tomorrow?”

He squeezed her tighter, humming happily, and she gave him a slow and languid kiss.

 Their wedding planner cleared her throat, and they had to jerk apart with identical blank faces, both having heard nothing she had just said. Caitlin pushed her fingers against Cisco’s airy lightweight shirt, making space.

 “I’m sorry?” Cisco said with a charmingly guilty smile, his hands finding their way around his fiancée, yet again. He rested his chin over Caitlin’s shoulder, promising to be attentive this time.

 Caitlin bit her lip, reddening at their rudeness, but too giddy to really apologize.

 Their planner, Mrs. Fumera, hugged her clipboard to her chest, enamoured. “Oh, you two. It’s alright. The ones in love are always like this. I was just asking if you decided if your friend was going to sing or not.”

 Kara, who had been sitting in one of the back pews of the cathedral with Dr. Tannhauser, catching up with Iris, rose her hand.

 “Oh, I am!” she insisted, getting up quickly, her voice echoing in the empty space. “Hope this one goes better than the last one I sang at.”

 Cisco pointed a glare at Supergirl. “Ha ha ha,” he laughed dryly, “Very funny.”

 “What happened at the last wedding?” Mrs. Fumera asked innocently, tilting her head.

 Joe ushered the wedding planner to the front of the sanctuary, and distracted her with questions about seating arrangements.

 They had picked a destination wedding on a whim. Or rather, having it in Spain was a whim, getting married as far away from Central City as possible on the other hand, that was deliberate.

 “So,” Caitlin said, looking around the large room already decorated with flower arrangements and candles. “I say, we have a bubble bath after the rehearsal dinner, and test out those jets.”

 Cisco quirked an eyebrow. “My room doesn’t have a jacuzzi.”

 Caitlin frowned. “Yes it does, when we checked in this morning. It was all there.”

 Cisco kissed her frown off her face. “That’s your room. My room is on the third floor.”

 Caitlin blinked. “What?”

 Cisco’s hands went to her breezy yellow summer dress, playing with its belt. “I can’t see the bride on the day of the wedding, it’s bad luck.”

 Caitlin laughed in disbelief, swatting his arm. “Stop it, that’s silly.”

 “I’m serious. Think about it, don’t you agree that our wedding day—” Cisco stopped to grin, unable to help it, and Caitlin kissed him again.

 They had waited for this so long. To finally have their moment, where there were no heroics required, or drama or timelines to fix. When both of their parents were able to simply get along, and all of their friends could manage to squeeze their schedules to align for this one weekend, this one perfect weekend. The beginning of the rest of their lives.

 “Our wedding day, should begin with me waking up next to the man I’m going to marry,” Caitlin said eventually, carding her fingers through his hair. “Don’t you think so?”

 Cisco let out a little groan, “Yes, of course I’d like to do that, but—”

 Mrs. Fumera turned around, calling them to come up to the altar. Caitlin linked their arms together to walk down the long aisle,  but did not let that prevent them from finishing their discussion.

 “But what?”

 “But imagine this, okay?” Cisco pointed to the altar several feet away where Joe was pretending to be extremely interested in how Mrs. Fumera planned to have the white carnations and gardenias positioned just so. “I’m standing up there, probably half a mess because there you are right here,” he stopped to wave wildly at the pews as Caitlin raised an amused eyebrow.

 He had clearly thought this through.

 “And you’ll be looking like a goddess, okay, I know you will because you’re you, don’t deny it—And we’d have not seen each other since right after tonight’s dinner. So our emotions are all heightened and we’re feeling tingles in our toes and then…” he trailed off, glancing to the right, where Wally and Jesse were doing some sort of odd speedster thumb wrestling match.

 Caitlin leaned against his shoulder, “Then what?” she probed, half sold.

 He tore his gaze away, quickening their pace to make it to the front. “And then, we’d be right here. In front of our friends and families, and we’d know there’s nothing that would keep us apart ever again. Because from the moment we leave this spot tomorrow, we’ll be husband and wife.”

 Caitlin turned, unlinking themselves so that she could try and be discreet in blinking back tears. Cisco was always so thoughtful, and with the intensity of his gaze, she almost felt too much love, if it were possible. 

 “And,” Cisco added, hushed, only for her ears, “Then our wedding night would be the most spectacular night of all. What do you think?”

 Caitlin blushed when he drew back, and Mrs. Fumera gave them an expectant smile.

“So, this is where the matron of honour will help you up the steps, Caitlin, for the vows and, oh, Mrs. West-Allen, Dr. Tannhauser, would you come here please…?”

 Caitlin tucked a loose tendril behind her ear, sweat accumulating at the nape of her neck where her ponytail sat heavily. She pulled it up from where it fell over her shoulders, twisting it out of the way. She caught Cisco still looking at her, his eyes piercing but playful, raising an eyebrow as he rocked on the back of his feet, nodding along to something Kara was whispering conspiratorially to him behind Mrs. Fumera’s back.

 Caitlin nodded, kissing her jacuzzi romp fantasy goodbye, and her fiancé lit up, smiling wide. She supposed she could wait two days longer until the Honeymoon.  

 ~.~

 “...And although I doubted my little boy would ever truly grow up to be such an accomplished man, and despite the fact I still barely understand what it is he and his friends do ,  I do know that loving Caitlin had always been the best decision he’s made.”

 Cisco blushed into his dinner plate, “Oh geez, Mama.”

 Their closest friends and family all rose their glasses to cheer, repeating Cisco’s mother’s toast.

 Caitlin had changed from her flowy yellow summer dress to a satin blue one, a little more formal. Paired with strappy wedge sandals and her hair loose against her back, Cisco’s mother had called her the prettiest angel, to which Cisco quickly agreed. She pushed her fork around to chase the last of the cheesecake as Cisco’s foot played footsie with hers underneath the table.

 Iris leaned in on her side, waving a fan to dispel the heat. The restaurant they chose had air conditioning, but something about the Spanish heat simply lingered, even into the night. “This is such a nice party Caitlin, your mother put in a lot of effort.”

 “She dropped a lot of money, you mean,” she replied, but there was no bitterness in her voice.

 She knew her mother was trying to make up for all the years she had been absent in Caitlin’s life, and although they still had disagreements, never quite exactly seeing eye to eye, even after the ordeal with Caitlin’s father, she still tried. And Caitlin appreciated it, how she booked the best venues for their events, and even paid for some of Cisco’s extended family’s flights who wouldn’t have afforded it otherwise.

 A few more of their friends gave lighthearted toasts, saving their real speeches for the next day. There were a few jabs here and there, all tweaked with odd inside jokes which left a few guests from outside their crazy Metahuman world a little lost, and soon Caitlin was beginning to yawn.

 Mrs. Fumera ran up to them in her tie-dyed ensemble, her weave looking a little worse for wear in the humidity. “You two go back to the hotel, the car is waiting out front. In fact, I want the whole wedding party all rested up for tomorrow.”

 Cisco took the planner’s cue, standing up and pulling Caitlin’s chair out from the table. She grabbed her clutch and fell into a conversation with Barry as they followed Cisco and Iris poking at each other down the narrow cobblestoned streets of Seville. 

 “Cait,” Barry began, shifting the weight of sleeping Nora, her face curled up in the crook of his neck. She was two and a half, and was going to make the cutest flower girl along with Jenna and one of Cisco’s second cousins. “I just wanted to tell you how happy I am for you.”

 There was a bit of wind, blowing hair around her face, and when Caitlin looked up at the sky she was able to see the moon and stars. They kept walking down the road towards where their town car was parked and her eyes naturally fell back to the one she loved, his suit jacket already slung over his shoulder, top buttons undone as he walked backwards, making some point in a debate Caitlin was too far away from to understand.

 Cisco caught her gaze and winked.

 She twisted her fingers in the strap of her purse, going back to Barry’s words. “You really believed in us?”

 “Yeah,” he admitted, and the car pulled up just at the corner, opening its doors.  “I knew it from the start.”

Caitlin hardly believed that. She sure as hell didn’t know from the start, still heartsick for Ronnie, unsure if she could ever see herself moving on from the gaping hole in her heart he left there.

 And it’s funny, how much she leaned on her best friend all the way back then, when all he wanted to do was make her smile, to lessen her pain, and she used to always think how blessed she were to have someone like Cisco in her life, without an inkling to how true that would ultimately be.

 She was blessed to have Cisco in her life. And she thanked the multiverse for giving them the chance to slowly fall in love over the years, every day.

 What Barry told her was sweet, and she told him so. 

 Iris, already settled against the leather seats, reached forward to grab her daughter from her husband, and Caitlin climbed into the car next to her fiancé.

 She buckled her seatbelt and leaned against Cisco, letting him lazily stroke her side.

 He kissed her forehead, and she, like Nora, fell deeply asleep.

 ~.~

 A half hour later, they had made it back to their hotel. They parted ways with Barry and Iris, all with excited smiles and promises of early morning wake-ups.

 Cisco and Caitlin lingered in the hallway, talking animatedly about something Ralph said during the dinner. It was late—but not too late. The hotel was quiet, empty because the majority of the guests staying there were still out mingling at their rehearsal dinner, so they were the only two making their way down the long carpeted corridor.

 All too soon, they were in front of Suite 506, Caitlin’s room.

 She let out a big sigh, and fumbled in her purse for the keycard. She fished it out and looked down at it, twiddling it between her manicured fingers.

 “I don’t want you to go.”

 They’ve never slept apart. Not in years, unless one or the other was abducted or on an extended mission, in which case, they never slept anyway, kept awake with worry. And she knew Cisco was a romantic at heart, he did things that were out of the ordinary, he liked to be extra, showering her with affection, but all she wanted was to spend her last night with her fiancé with him, falling asleep to his heartbeat, listening to his whispers in her ear.

 Caitlin blinked up at him, biting her lip. “Are you sure you don’t want to stay?”

 She waited for his reply. He was wrestling with it on the inside, the way his brows furrowed and he traced circles into her wrist, where their hands were clasped by her hip, and she thought, just maybe, he’ll change his mind.

 But she should have known what he’d say, how when he had an idea he was stubborn with it, and carried it through until the end. Cisco cupped her face in his palms, kissing her gently. “It's only a few hours.”

 “Okay,” she whispered against his lips, then pulled away. “I love you.”

 He swooped in to kiss her again. “I love you too. I can’t wait to marry you.”

 Caitlin felt fuzzy warmth spread all over, a little weak at the knees. “I can’t wait to marry you.”

 She wrapped her arms around him, and he held her tightly for a moment, then pushed her gently away.

 Her keycard swiped against the passlock, and it clicked open with a green blink. Her hand pushed on the handle, and she twisted around as she stepped forward, committing this to memory, so that she’d remember it. “Goodnight.”

 “Goodnight princess.”  

 She turned, and the lights to the suite automatically flicked on when suddenly a hand drew her stumbling back, the door closing firmly again with a mechanical click.

 “Wha—”

 Cisco swallowed her words when he put his mouth over hers, kissing her with urgency. She huffed a surprised laugh, startling as she was pushed against the white door, her head knocking against the room numbers. But she wasn't complaining. 

 She moaned, dropping her clutch on the floor to grab his hair, kissing him back. He was peppering kisses all over her face, and Caitlin’s eyes were screwed shut, heart full of joy.

 “I knew you couldn’t do it,” she teased, and he growled, kissing her silent. “I’m not backing down,” he mumbled, between firm presses to her neck, “Just need something to last me the night.”

 She slipped her tongue into his mouth, slowing their franticness, letting herself be trapped against the wall, stuck there, with her back digging against the handle as his hands pulled at the folds of her satin dress. She sighed shakily, getting lost in the feeling of Cisco's warm, soft mouth. 

“Okay,” he laughed, pulling away. He darted close once more to kiss her where her lips were still parted, shining wet. “Okay that’s enough. I’m good to go.”

 He tried to drop their hold, stepping away from Suite 506, but Caitlin worried her bottom lip between her teeth, letting frost keep their hands glued together.

 “Nooo,” she whined. “Cisco stay.”

 He was laughing, his shirt all screwy and hair wild with flyaways, following her eyes with his, unable to get over how funny she was being.

 And she knew how she sounded, she did. But that did not let Caitlin stop. Let her have him. He's hers to hold anyway. 

 “Baby, I have to go. Think about how good it’ll be, tomorrow night, bottling this all up.”

 She tried to flatten his shirt, her hands all over his chest. “Think about…” she drawled, “How good it’ll be right now.” She kissed him right where his heart was, over his shirt, and she felt the way he shivered. She could win this, she knew she could, so she tangled her fingers back in his hair, whispering into his ear. “Think about, what we could be doing if you’d just come inside.”

 “Are you trying to seduce me the night before our wedding?” he quirked an eyebrow, but his jaw dropped open when she mouthed over it, fingers light over the stubble she knew he’d be shaving off come morning.

 “Is it working?” she asked hotly, before kissing him again.

 He walked them backwards, back against the wall, and she let her eyes close again as—

 She was no longer in his arms.

  “Hey!”

 Caitlin blinked, confused, then realized she was left alone in the hallway.

 “Cisco?” she called, peering around the corner, and found him with his hands on his knees next to Barry.

 “Why’d you do that?” Cisco exclaimed, catching his breath, recovering from the whiplash.

 “You’re the one who told me to!” Barry balked, throwing his hands up in defence. “You said if you weren’t in your room in twenty minutes to come find you!”

Cisco groaned, pressing his hands to his eyes. Caitlin picked up his suit jacket and her purse, which had been unceremoniously dumped on the floor.

 If he had asked Barry to whisk him away should he fall into temptation, then it meant he really wanted to follow through. Caitlin sighed in resignation, shaking her head at their antics.

 Cisco was right, they had the rest of their lives to be together. She handed Cisco his suit jacket.

 “Goodnight Cisco,” she said with a tone of finality. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Barry.”

 “Goodnight,” they both said, and Cisco left her with one last soft kiss.

 Caitlin made it into her suite without interruption, and closed the door softly behind, smiling to herself.

 She glanced at the clock, now that her mind was clear, and realized she still did have a few things to get together before she could fall into bed. She pulled off her heels and unzipped her dress, changing into sleeveless pyjamas and shorts.

 In the cabinet was the garment bag with Caitlin’s white dress.

 She remembered when she told Cisco she was going to go shop for it with Iris, a few months ago now.

 He sat quietly at his workstation, fiddling with his tools. When she asked him what was the matter, he had kept his eyes on his desk, saying, "You don’t have to buy a wedding gown. You have one already.”

 Caitlin paused at that, setting herself down at the chair across from him, feeling his heaviness. He was genuine, he honestly wouldn’t have minded. But the wedding dress that was in a box in her attic was not going anywhere. That was for an older version of herself, another Caitlin Snow. Not the one she was now, and she told him so. That she wanted a new dress, for a new marriage, for a new (but old) love, just as good, if not better, as her last.

 She came out of her thoughts with a wistful sigh, and opened the zipper of the bag, running her fingers along the silk and lace, pressing her forehead against the wood, imagining the day ahead of her.

 Now, to prepare for her wedding.

 ~.~

 She settled into bed an hour later, snuggling against the thin sheet. Her mind was racing, even if she didn’t want it to, her shower doing little help as she thought up worse case scenarios.

 It wasn’t her fault, but was it really that much a stretch to be afraid that Gorilla Grodd may crash her wedding? Or that her mother and Cisco’s aunt would throw a temper tantrum? Or worse, Caitlin gulped, her father would break out of prison to fight Joe for the right to walk Caitlin down the aisle. She was starting to feel some of Cisco’s anxiety. The last time she got married her husband exploded.

 Oh god, she needed to sleep.

 She was about to get up for a drink of water in the mini fridge when her suite door clicked open.

 Her back went stiff, and she tightened her hold against her pillow, keeping her frost on standby.

 “Hello?”

 It was too dark to make out what was happening, only that light spilled out from the hallway, and a shadow of a silhouette made its way in.

 She threw an ice dagger at the door, but it was met with a vibe blast, neutralizing in the air, and she sighed a breath of relief.

 “Cisco,” she whispered, perplexed. “You said you weren’t—”

 “Shh,” he said, padding his way forward, and she still couldn’t see him, but his voice was closer, so she reached to turn on the lamp.

His hand stopped her, covering the switch.

 “Nuh uh,” he said. “Turn around. It’s midnight now. Bad luck.”

 Caitlin wanted to grumble, but she couldn’t, grinning, and obeying by turning to her other side, facing the curtains. He slipped into the bed, his socks brushing her calves as he fit himself against her back. She grabbed his arms under the covers to wrap them around her torso, and she felt the pillow dip as he rested beside her, his hair falling over hers.

 “Hi,” he said, after comfortable quiet.

 She rolled her eyes in the dark, and stopped biting her tongue. “ Cisco. It was your dumb idea.”

 “It’s not dumb, just takes a lot of restraint. Restraint, I’ll admit, that I don’t have much of right now.”

 She settled into his embrace, and her mind finally eased.

 “You sleepy?”

 She nodded, and he told her to close her eyes and relax. It was easy now that he was here. He began to whisper in the dark, sweet nothings into her ear, soothing her. It was gooey and romantic and made her want to turn around and see his face.

 “Tomorrow you’ll wake up, and it’ll only be a short few hours until we exchange wedding vows. On paper, you’ll be Mrs. Ramon, but you’ll always be Caitlin Snow to me. And then we’ll be newlyweds, so we’ll have to be obnoxiously cute. Like, I want to give Barry and Iris a run for their money, you feel me? I feel like we deserve it, after all those years we had to put up with. We’ll be on our honeymoon and we’ll get to use that jacuzzi you want so bad, but we’ll also spend time in the ocean, and on the beach with sand and umbrellas and sunglasses."

 He paused, rubbing up and down her arm as Caitlin curled her fingers into the pillow.

 “Don’t stop,” she protested weakly.

 So he continued, “And of course we’ll share a lot of kisses and spent a lot of time in bed, late mornings where we’ll have to drag ourselves out in the last twenty minutes before breakfast closes, looking exactly like we spent hours with each other, which is exactly what we would've been up to.”

 His voice dropped lower, hushed, as he grew reflective. “One day we’ll start a family, and our family of two will turn into a family of three, maybe four...Maybe more?" He trailed off, pushing his luck. 

 "It ends at four," she said strictly. He chuckled against her neck.

 "What if we get a pet? Then it's five." 

 "Four, Cisco." 

 "Fine. Potentially four, but for now...for now it’s just us. Me and you, Caitlin, and that’s more than anything I could ever ask for, everything I ever dreamed.”

 Caitlin tried to turn around, but he held his hold, kissing her neck. “Go to sleep, the sooner you do the sooner it’ll begin.”

 She drifted off as Cisco got up, and stepped into his blue swirling breach.

 Caitlin didn’t keep track of the passage of time, only that she had felt like she'd been sleeping for years when the hotel phone rang.

 She pawed at it, half asleep as she answered. “‘Lo?”

 “Caitlin,” breathed the other line.

 “Cisco?”

 “I can’t sleep—”

 She rubbed her eye with her fist.  “Come over then.”

 “I can’t.”

 “...Honey.”

 “I just want to hear your voice.”

  Well, she thought. Her voice was slurred, thick with sleep, but that seemed to be what he wanted. “I’m too tired to talk much.”

 “That’s fine,” he soothed, quiet. “—Um, don’t hang up. This is enough.”

 A few minutes of silence, nothing but their breathing, and eventually, the phone slid out of her hand, falling against the pillow. She slipped into a dream, knowing he was still with her, with his phone cord tangled in his hands, two floors below.

 ~.~

 The flashes were bright in her eyes, and she blinked rapidly as she felt blinded.

“Look to the ground, Caitlin.”

 She listened to the photographer, casting down her gaze. She was sitting on a bench in front of the wide balcony of her suite.

 It was early, and they’d been taking pictures of her since the bridesmaids got dressed, minutes after Caitlin had scarfed down the last of her breakfast, the rose Cisco had left with her room service meal now in a vase. She had woken up with the hotel phone lost under the sheets, and when she fished it out, his even breathing greeted her ear.

 She looked at her shoes. They were white pumps with traces of blue and silver pearls and snowflakes along the heel. Something blue. And not to follow any tradition, but because she felt, even if she had to conceal her Frost this weekend, she should still honour her in a discreet way. She had spent close to six weeks walking around in them, trying to break them in. She bit her lip, remembering Cisco laughing when he noticed her wearing the heels around Star Labs with her lab coat, the only part of her outfit she had let Cisco see before today.

 “Your lipstick!” the photographer complained, and she had to refrain from rolling her eyes as Felicity wiped the lipstick stain off her top teeth, Iris on the other side, with more of the shade.

 Mrs. Fumera was checking things off her clipboard, talking a mile a minute, rushing back and forth between her room and Cisco’s, until finally she announced she was going to inspect the venue before the first guests arrived, hurrying off as the photographer bent down with their giant camera, taking more pictures of her face.

 Her dress was long. Like, really long. She knew it was when she picked it out and her mother pursed her lips. It was a cathedral wedding, Cisco’s mother had insisted one, and it would’ve looked silly to have a short dress, or one without a train. The veil too, Mrs. Ramon insisted.

 Caitlin went a little pink. She was going to be a Mrs. Ramon today, too.

 She ran her fingers along the lace as more flashes went off. Yes, it was long but it was beautiful. Caitlin fell in love with the lace sleeves and romantic swirls. And Iris spent almost two hours on her hair, kneeling on the hotel bed with bobby pins in her mouth, pulling every loose strand from every part of her head, styling it up.

 Someone knocked on the door, and Jesse let them in. It was Barry. He was dressed in a tuxedo, carrying in Nora in her adorable flower girl dress with one arm, his other hand pressing his phone to his ear, nodding something over and over. He put Nora down when she saw her mother and she sprinted to Iris.

 “Well if it isn’t my baby girl looking so sweet!” Iris cooed.

Nora, whose hair was up in a little curly poof, stuck her fingers in her mouth, staring at Caitlin.

 “Pretty,” she mumbled around her thumb.

 Caitlin smiled, and patted the little room left on the bench, and Nora climbed up to sit next to her.

 Barry approached after hanging up from his call, his jaw dropped slightly.

 “...Cait,” he said, and she found it comical, the way she saw tears in his eyes. “Oh, Cait. Oh Wow. Cisco’s gonna—Man, he might faint, I don’t know.”

 Caitlin’s heart skipped a beat at hearing his name

 He wrapped his arm around Iris, who looked at him with a judgy face. “He won’t faint.”

 “He might,” Barry argued, unsure. “I just got off the phone with him. He’s dressed too.”

 Caitlin’s mother rearranged the way Nora was sitting on the bench, crossing her legs at the ankles, and pulling her thumb out of her mouth before telling the photographer to take more shots.

 Caitlin squinted at the bright light again.

 Kara snickered. “It’s like you’re allergic to the flash.”

 Everyone in suite 506 turned to Kara, unimpressed, especially the photographer, and even her mother rolled her eyes.

 “What? It’s a funny joke!”

 Wally came bounding into the room, hitting Barry on the lapels of his suit. “Dude, the limo’s here, we were looking for you.”

 “I was dropping Nora off with the girls!”

 “Yeah,” Wally said, throwing Jesse a wink. “For ten minutes. And you could’ve done that in less than ten seconds,” he faltered, realizing the photographer was in the room, “Metaphorically speaking.”

“Wally,” Iris said, pinching the bridge of her nose.

 “My point is, Cisco is like, losing his shit over you—”

 Caitlin covered Nora’s ears from his swear, a second too late, heart leaping in her chest once again.

 “— Wally! ”

 “Uh—Sorry Nora! Let’s gooooo!”

 Wally shoved Barry out the room, and it wasn’t lost on Caitlin, when she saw a blur of red and yellow lightning, that they were, quite literally, making a mad dash out the door.

 ~.~

 She was waiting for it. That buzzing feeling people described when they were so happy it was like they were drunk. She hadn’t before, not as they ushered her down the steps of the hotel, carrying her train so she wouldn’t trip, or when guests from the hotel stopped and stared. Not when she climbed into the limousine with Joe, who was waiting for her in the lobby with a handkerchief pressed to his sweaty forehead. She didn’t feel that then.  She was clutching her bouquet, silent during her ride.

 She wondered what Cisco was thinking right now. Knowing him, he was probably talking his friends’ ears off, getting ready to stand up at the altar. He did that. When he was nervous or excited and everything in between. He’d talk and talk and talk and—Her thoughts cut short.

The next time she’d hear his voice will be when he’s marrying her.

 The limo turned a corner, and she saw the cathedral through the window, catching through the sunlight streaming in her veil, just how big it was, and bells were ringing and—Oh.

 Yes. Elation unfurled like a sail in the wind in a tight corner of her heart. She felt it now.

 Caitlin began to smile.

 Joe nudged her shoulder, sensing her realization that they were moments away.

 It was like the time was rushed, like Barry’s speed. One minute the car was parking, the next, Joe was taking her hand. She tried to remember the things their wedding planner had instructed yesterday while she and Cisco were fooling around.

 She took in a deep breath.

 “You ready?” Joe asked her, and the double doors were opening and there was organ music and there was rustling as guests stood up and all her friends were already at the front where, she couldn’t see them exactly, it was too big, too far away, she remembered all the steps she and Cisco took, arguing about his silly superstition as they made their way up there, but she knew who it would be, in what order, even. Ralph, then Harry then Wally, a gap for Dante, Barry, then—

  “Yes,” she breathed, choked up.

 Then Cisco.

 It only took another ten steps for everything to fall away around her, her vision zeroing in to the front, when she saw him in the distance. 

 And it was peaceful, and easy. All she was doing was walking towards him and, maybe Cisco’s stupid superstition, wasn’t quite so stupid anymore.

 She saw the exact moment he saw her, truly saw her, his mouth opening with a silent gasp, eyes first wide, then softening, teary and shining like starlight.

 Caitlin was starting to shake, and Joe took his time as they walked down the aisle, but Caitlin wanted to be with Cisco already, wanted to be close and lock eyes with him as they held hands.

 Cisco looked so good, more than good, absolutely dark and handsome and amazing, with every extra step she took.

 Caitlin wasn’t sure what she’d say, when she’ll finally stand in front of him. Squeak, maybe, and stammer over him with a giant blush. She couldn’t tear her eyes away. His long hair in messy perfect waves over his shoulders and wearing a crisp three piece black tuxedo. And his beautiful smile. The one she fell for, simply beaming for her.

 Distantly, she felt Clarissa Stein touch her arm as she walked past her pew, and she forced herself to look at her, only for a second, before they made their way back up to him.

 When she got to the three steps, Joe kissed her cheek over the veil, and let her go. Nora, Jenna and Cisco’s little cousin Elena tossed flower petals for extra emphasis, getting a little carried away until Barry reached forward to whisk them out of the way. Iris took Caitlin’s bouquet, and Kara kept her steady, climbing over mic wires fastened to the ground.

 The music stopped abruptly, and the guests sat down as Kara stepped towards the mic to sing, but Caitlin didn’t notice, because suddenly Cisco was right there, drinking her in, a tear streaming down his face. She reached forward, wiping it away.

 “Cisco," she murmured.

 He stepped closer, trembling fingers reaching up to remove her veil delicately, letting it fall over the back of her head so he could see her face.

 He leaned in close, whispering into her ear, “You take my breath away.”

 She closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering as he stroked her cheek. A strong wave of emotion flooded her, and she tried her best to hold herself together.

 “I love you,” she said back, looking up with tears. He took both her hands, brushing her knuckles, and mouthed the words back.

 The melody of Kara’s song ended, and the minister began the ceremony.

 The entire wedding party held their breath.

 But the minister didn’t vaporize in midair.

 Nobody screamed, no evil Metahuman turned up. The world didn’t implode.

 The officiant just kept talking, and Caitlin realized at the same time Cisco did, that this was actually going to happen.

 Everything went smoothly, Caitlin and her personalized vows, which she had memorized, and had rehearsed, folding and refolding the slip of paper she had written them on until she didn’t need the creased disaster it was anymore. She was surprised that her voice never wavered, but silently pleased.

 And then Cisco’s, which were honest, and witty but thoughtful, and surprisingly eloquent. She laughed a few times, and when he stopped to swallow, heart caught in his throat when he mentioned the day they first kissed, Caitlin brought his hand up to her lips and kissed his fingers.

 Baby John, who was no longer a baby, held out the rings.

 Cisco took the wedding band off the cushion, and Caitlin outstretched her hand.

 The officiant fed Cisco the words slowly, and he repeated them. 

 “With this ring, I thee wed." 

 Cisco slid the ring onto her finger.

 Caitlin took the second band on John’s pillow, smiling gratefully at the boy, and did the same.

 “With this ring, I thee wed.”

 The officiant held out his hands. “The bride and groom will now perform the candle ceremony.”

 It was something Cisco had sat Caitlin down about, and wanted. This wedding meant a lot to his family, his parents especially, knowing this would be the only marriage they’d get to throw for their child, after Dante’s passing. And so they wanted to invite their whole family, and include their traditions, hence the cathedral wedding and the veil and the candle ceremony.

 The candle ceremony was a beautiful concept, one Caitlin readily agreed to partake in.

 Iris and Barry handed each of them a lit candle, and the officiant held the larger third. They tilted the candles together, sparking the third one aflame, and it burned bright between them.

 “Cisco and Caitlin will now extinguish their own lights, for the two have now become one.”

 Caitlin was discreet with hers, eyes going blue, and a single strand of hair streaming silver under her veil, blowing her candle with a cold front and a quiet hiss.

 Cisco smirked, knowing it was what she’d do, and blew his to smoke as well.

 Her frost went back to hide. It was a blink and miss it, only should they know what they were looking at would a guest realize what had happened, and the officiant didn’t seem to notice, either.

 Ralph took the candle from the officiant, setting it off to the side.

 It was the moment they were waiting for, and Caitlin could hardly wait, grinning at Cisco as they were announced to the cathedral.

 “I now pronounce you husband and wife!” He nodded to Cisco, who was almost bouncing on his toes with excitement, “You may now kiss the—“

 Cisco swooped in, kissing her senseless. She gripped the shoulder of his tuxedo as he dipped her in front of the crowd, kissing him the best she could through the giant smile on her face.

 It got really loud, their friends were cheering around them, but Caitlin just wanted more. She gasped into his mouth and Cisco helped her back upright, only so she could throw her arms around his neck and kissed him harder.

 They had to stop, so they did eventually, and the organ music was playing again as Cisco tugged her down the steps, into the back room where they signed their marriage certificate, Barry and Iris following along as their witnesses.

 She signed with a flourish, more extravagant with her handwriting than usual, adding her happiness into the penmanship, figuring it was fit for the occasion.

 Soon they made their way back down the long aisle, waving to the guests leaving together.

 It was very hot outside, Caitlin felt it the moment she stepped out, and they waited for the procession of the rest of the wedding party.

 “Caitlin,” Cisco finally said with awe and a special tenderness, now that they finally had a moment alone. He looked like he was in a dream, eyes glossed over with a gobsmacked expression.

She put her hand on his face, and tucked a loose strand of his hair behind his ear, admiring her new ring where it sat snug.

 “We did it,” she said, and he only laughed, pulling her to him by the waist, and kissed her again.

 Barry went speeding out, jumping at them, and gave Cisco a big hug.

 “That was amazing! My best friends just got married!” he cried, yelling out to the street. A passerby raised an eyebrow at his volume, but it was hard to miss what was going on, what with the bells clanging and the church spilling out with guests in formal wear.

 Iris lifted the material of her dark blue matron of honour gown as she crossed the large doors, smiling fondly at her dorky husband.

 “Calm down a little?” she teased, but she too looked very excited, fussing over Caitlin’s hair and smoothing out any ripples in her bodice before the photographer tried to take more pictures.

 The limousine honked, and Mrs. Fumera stomped in her five inch heels, shooing them onto the road. It took all of her bridesmaids to push her train into the car. They buckled their seat belts and drove off for more pictures in the Spanish sun.

 She rested her head against her husband’s shoulder and closed her eyes as the engine revved up, hearing the cathedral’s bells in the distance even for miles after they drove away.

 She just married her love.

 Caitlin didn’t care anymore. They could take as many pictures as they’d like.

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