#I wonder if te amo is their thing their way of saying i love you

[pedricos]

you can do what it would be like to be casual with héctor until he asks you to be his boyfriend

Héctor Fort – not as casual .ᐟ

a/n: love my boy to DEATH, do not play casualtie with me, WE WILL marry!!!

warning: none!!

you were so scared that there was someone else, maybe another girl? you know héctor himself said he had no eyes for no one else, that he just wanted to take things slow.

but god, your heart burns.

his teammates knew you, not as his girlfriend, but they suspected, because hector always seemed more smiley and talkative when you were there to watch him. even if you weren't really watching him, they noticed the little things.

and when suspecting was enough, there's come both of you out of breath of inside the lockers room. héctor hair messy, your smudged lipstick and both laughing like crazy.

the fans were already connecting dots on instagram stories. both at the same vacation spot? families captured together, same music, pictures at the same places..

you wondered why was taking him so long if everyone knew. why be so casual about it?

maybe he was doubting himself, maybe he did have another girl.

but what about all the secret kisses? the subtle hand touches? the inside jokes? the eye contact and all the laughs?

the last few dates he seemed so quiet.. he's more of a listener, you know, but he always let it out so much when you're together. his laugh when talking about when fermin got stuck in the training trackers, or when cubarsí fell face first on the grass, so contagious!

today wasn't different, he just kept quiet most of the way. his hands weirdly sweat today tho, you thought.

his hands usually so soft! you're so used to his fingers going through your hair locks, his thumb caressing your cheeks or your hand when walking holding hands.

why was he so distant today? was he going to break up with you?

but his eyes seemed so relaxed. he had this look in his eyes.. sparkling amber brown eyes, looking at you so foundly, like you were the sun itself infront of him. even in the night sky, you were light to him, his own star.

“are you liking it, y/n? the.. the date” his hands held yours on top of the table. why did he say date like that? wasn't he enjoying it?

a table for two, reserved on the balcony of the restaurant. the moon shining the brightest you've ever seen it and héctor the most sweaty you've even seen him be out of field.

“the night it's so pretty today! i’m loving it!” he just as happy as you when hearing you answer. he clears his throat and suddenly the atmosphere changes.

you're on the edge of your seat, your plate barely touched, the food not even half eaten. the night was so pretty that you can't help bu stare at the pretty full moon. but hector didn't had eyes for the moon nor the cities lights, his eyes were on you.

while you're distracted, he reached for the velvet box on his pocket, leaving it in front of your plate. he opened to reveal the prettiest pair of rings, with a pretty diamond on top of it. it was so simple yet so elegant.

you didn't noticed until you turn your attention back to him, who let you talking alone for a few seconds. the unusual little red box grabbed your attention as soon as the moon was not your point of focus anymore.

“what? what is this..” this was so not real.

héctor fort himself was not proposing right now.

he shrugged, just as nervous as you, trying to hide the biggest blush spreading to his, now, red ears. “you know.. i thought you could find another guy while i didn't proposed. i was scared to go too fast, but also to take things so slow you wouldn't want me anymore..” and for the first time on the night, you relaxed.

he was being so honest, his heart so openly full of concern and love for you.

“i like.. yo te amo, héctor” your hands grab his face, making him instinctively look at you. his eyebrows furrowed. you almost ignored the existence of the rings on top of the table. (i love you)

“i was so scared that you had someone else waiting on you..” you held hands, his thumb caressing your hands, and the same eye contact as ever, “why would i? eres el única que quiero!” he kisses the top of your hand. (you're the only one i want)

he lets go off your hand, grabbing the box and the rings, placing the cold metal on your ring finger. it was so pretty.

inside had both of your initials together, with a little hear in the middle.

“i love you, bonita” (pretty)

“i love you too, hermoso” (beautiful)

sorry if it's too rushed.. i had so many ideas i didnt ended up writing bc i have such a headache..

requests will be open soon!! bye bye, hope u like it 💋💋

[ssolessurvivor]

“...Can I?”

memes - always accepting! - @goldenboybarracuda

It was another early morning, even though the frost outside painted the world in a near frozen quiet, Logan and Alex are standing in the kitchen sipping mugs of coffee gazing out past the lake, where a heard of elk are wandering through. "They come through almost every year." Logan muses with a smile, feeling calm and peaceful even if a little exhausted. This cold does that to him. "I was hoping you'd get to see them." Leaning their shoulders together for the comfort of the touch, Logan's eyes close briefly for another sip of coffee in the stillness. Something he hopes Alex is getting used to: he knows it's not easy, and hopes desperately that it's not unsettling.

However, a hand combs through blonde locks and Logan hums easily, further turning to face Alex when the other cups his cheek and gently guides him. He's gazing into those eyes so dark like melted chocolate when he hears those two little words, and a smile comes to his lips instantly. Mismatched irises flick down to that necklace, so comfortable on that clavicle that Logan has kissed so many times before. Such a beautiful symbol of all they'd been through.

"You don't have to ask, love." His voice is soft in the stillness as he leans up but notices he's also gently pulled in, and his smiling lips meet Alex's in a soft yet deep kiss, something to last. They still smell like the bedspread, their skin warm and welcoming, or at least his lover's is: Logan is careful not to leech that heat from the other. The scent of coffee has since combed through their hair and settled on their lips, the hint of taste there as they break away, but foreheads nestle together, noses brush in the quiet. "Te amo."

[shurisgf]

SERIOUSLY? — A. ARETAS ✩

ೃ⁀➷ SUMMARY; in which , you and armando get into an argument. | FEAT. Armando Aretas x POC!fem!reader | TROPE established relationship | FORMAT oneshot | GENRE angst | WARNINGS none | NOTES id be scared to get into it w him nolie

12:01 AM

Pissed was an understatement for how you felt. Tonight was the night of a big event that was important to you. You and Armando had been planning outfits for weeks prior to this event, but at the last minute he texted you saying, “Lo siento mamá, can’t make it tonight.” No explanation or anything. To which you very angrily responded, “Are you serious, Armando? I’m literally already at the event.” No response. He left you to fend for yourself in a room full of high-class people that you don’t even know, for several hours. So here you were, driving to Armando’s apartment at midnight with no cares in the world.

As you stormed to his apartment door, you knocked angrily, part of you still pissed off, and the other, worried if he’s okay. As soon as he opened the door he sighed, he could tell that you were upset. You walked inside and he closed and locked the door behind you, situating your purse and things on the counter as you stood there staring at him in disbelief. “So you’re sighing cause you know you fucked up right? Big time.” You finally spoke up, your voice cutting through the dead silent room.

“Bebé-“

“No, don’t ‘babe’ me Armando! You knew that this event was important to me and you blew it. For what?” Your voice cracked, signaling to Armando that he really did fuck up. He hates seeing you cry, and being the one causing your emotion was a whole different ballpark. He walked towards you, trying to hold you, but you rejected his advances. “Don’t touch me please.” Your eyes welled with tears threatening to fall. You looked up at him, “Why?”

“They needed me at the station, it took longer than expected-“ He saw you scoff and roll your eyes as you tried to keep your composure.

“I’m so sorry mamá, I know this event was important to you.” He tried to caress your arms again, in some sort of attempt to comfort you before you started to cry, but it didn’t work, because tears were already falling. “mamá no llores,” He took the sleeve of the hoodie he was wearing and wiped some of the tears off of your face.

“You knew this was important, and you blew it off to go hang out with Marcus and your dad at the station? Are you kidding?” Your voice was scarily calm now, and he had no idea of what to say to you.

“I need air,” you shrugged his arms off of you and grabbed your things, he tried to hold your arm as you walked away, but you snatched it back and kept it pushing. Unlocking the front door and opening it before stepping out. “Bebé-“ Armando watched as you walked out of the door, not turning back. Wondering how on earth he was going to fix this. He walked out of the door behind you, knowing that he could catch up easily, you were much shorter than him, so one step for you was like ten steps for him. “Bebé, c’mere,” he spoke, still walking behind you in the hallway of his apartment complex. You stopped and turned around looking defeated, your makeup was ruined, mascara smudged all over the place, your eyes tinted a little red. He couldn’t stand the sight of seeing you this way. Especially when he’s the one who hurt your feelings. As your partner it’s his job to protect you from being hurt, and instead, he caused it, which didn’t sit well with him. “C’mere,” he motioned for you to come toward him, and you did, because despite how you felt, you still loved him. You walked right into his arms, crying into his chest as he rubbed your back, letting you know that he was there. In a world full of uncertainty, he was your constant. “I deeply apologize, princesa. Work got in the way and it won’t happen again. You always show up for me, and I’m promising you now, that I will do the same. Te amo mucho, eres mi todo y duele verte llorar por mi culpa.” He spoke gently, placing a soft kiss on your head, still rubbing your back.

“I forgive you, and I love you too.“ You mumbled into his chest.

“I think I got makeup on your shirt.” You sniffled, looking up at him as he chuckled lightly.

“It’s all good baby.” He placed a peck on your lips and pulled you into his arms once again.

GLOSSARY !

Lo siento mamá — I’m sorry mama.

Bebé — Babe.

Princesa — Princess.

Te amo mucho, eres mi todo y duele verte llorar por mi culpa. — I love you so much, you’re my everything. It hurts to see you crying because of me.

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[mariclerc]

Summer gateway | ls2

Summary: you and logan decide to do an eurotrip on summer.

Warnings: none, just fluff and Hispanic!reader.

a/n: a little blurb, because i think we're all going to miss logan🥺😭🤍 @bananaleclerc

When the famous "summer break" finally arrived, you and Logan were very clear about what you wanted to do in that almost month-long vacation... Being able to take a Eurotrip through some European cities, maybe not all of them, but it was enough for both of you to be able to say that you two had such a great summer.

Right now you and Logan are at one of the last stops of your Eurotrip... Barcelona, you always wanted to visit the city for its architecture and so on... You and Logan are at a cute cafe enjoying a sunny afternoon.

”¡What a good coffee! Oh god, I really needed one!” you say smiling while sipping a cortado.

“I know, right? The coffee and the place are so amazing.” he chuckled.

“I know, but not as much as you.” you say while blushing a little bit.

You and Logan have been dating for a couple of years, since he was racing in F2, you both met in a cafe near the Williams factory, you both started talking until you told him you were a latina from Miami and he got really excited to meet a fellow countryman on the other side of the world... Little by little things started to happen and so on, it was a wonderful thing for you to have met him in such an inopportune way.

“Aw, stop it baby. You're too sweet.” he says while grinning.

You giggle. “No, seriously, I love traveling with you! It's so much fun bebé!” (baby)

He takes your hand. “Me too, mi amor. It's been so nice to just relax and enjoy each other's company.” (my love)

You look at him fondly. “Yeah, with no worries about bad bosses.”

“And without any racing to worry about. It's the perfect break.” he leans closer towards you.

You nudge him playfully. “Bueno, eso es cierto! But don't worry, when we get back on track, I'll be there supporting you, whether you do well or not.” (well, that's true!)

He giggled as he heard you speaking spanish. “I know you will, love. You're always my biggest fan!”

You smile softly at him. “I will always be, mi amor. And you, mine, even if I don't do something as interesting as yours.” you say in a whisper. (my love)

You two sit in comfortable silence for a moment, enjoying the atmosphere. Logan takes out his phone and shows you a picture.

“Look at this view from the Sagrada Família! It's incredible!” he says excitedly.

“Principe that's incredible! Can we go there tomorrow? Please?” you say with excitement in your voice and wide eyes as you look at the picture. (prince)

He laughs a little. “Of course we can honey! Anything for you!”

You two continue talking, laughing, and planning your next summer adventure together.

You sighed. “Oh, te amo mucho Logie!” you said softly to him. (oh, i love you so much logie!)

He smiled and blushed. “I know you do my sweet love.” he kissed your cheek. “How about we go back to the hotel and get some rest, little doll?”

You blushed. “Oh yup! Today has been a little tiring.” you nodded at his words.

You two get up from the table and start walking, you love the vibe of the city and the atmosphere so much, but more than that, you love being able to be in that place with your ideal person in the whole world.

[pablitogavii]

heyyy maybe you could do a fic where the reader and gavi met and fell in love while she was on her foreign exchange year and when she has to leave, she tells pablo that she’s staying for one more year <3333 tyyyyy💕💕

Destiny

People say things happen for a reason, and you couldn’t agree more. It took you months to convince yourself to take a gap year and do an exchange program in Spain. Right now, you couldn’t imagine your life if you haven’t came to Barcelona and met your man, the infamous footballer Pablo Gavi.

Pablo met you accidentally while ordering himself some breakfast on his way to training seeing you work at the small bakery in town.

It was your way of having money to spend without having your parents send to much but also practicing Spanish.

“Um..para tu café.. quieres um..how to say sugar???” You were struggling badly hoping your boss doesn’t hear since you claimed to be fluent.

“I’d like some sugar, please guapa” Pablo smirked in amusement when he saw your shocked expression that he understood English.

“Umm..o..okay.” You mumbled hearing him call you “guapa” over and over again while avoiding to look into his eyes not wanting to blush like a tomato.

“Do you watch fútbol?” He asked when you brought his coffee and the rest is history…he invited you to once of his games and your story started from there.

From time to time, Pablo still teases you about that day since now you’re fully fluent after speaking to him, friends and his family.

“Cállate cabrón!” You acted annoyed and be would hug you giggling into your neck while leaving open mouth kisses.

“Your cabrón amorcitoo!!!” He said as you cuddled up on the couch giggling to his comment together.

This time with you passed so quickly for Pablo. He would make sure to see your face every single day even if sometimes it had to be just for few minutes before bed. He just wanted to savor that you were close to him not knowing how long that will last. He was scared of asking you to stay..to be with him..to move in finally.

“When is she moving back?” Pedri brought up the question in training and since then Pablo was annoyed whenever he would think about you leaving him so soon.

"What did I say???" Pedri asked Ansu who told him to shut up about that topic around Pablo knowing how secretly sensitive his best friend is.

"He needs to get used to it cause she's leaving soon" Ferran added and when Pablo heard that he felt nauseous rushing back into the dressing room where he sat down crying into his hands.

A few days later, you noticed Pablo feeling unusually sad all the times wondering what's gotten into him so suddenly.

“Hopefully you didn’t forget English, you will need to use it soon” Javi said without thinking during one of the dinners you had with him and Aurora.

Pablo got up walking to the balcony and you looked after him sadly while his sister hit her boyfriends shoulder.

“You had to bring it up huh!??” She said snd Javj apologized but I told him it was all right and that you will bring Pablo back.

“Amor? Que pasa contigo??” You walk up hugging him from behind and resting your chin on his shoulder as he sighed heavily.

“Maybe we should speak English, so you practice for when you leave me…” he said annoyingly and you knew this was his defense mechanism. You walk around snaking your arms around his neck and going on your top toes to kiss his lips.

“Is that what makes you my angry bird, cariño..huh?” You smile excited to tell him the news but decided to do so when you are alone tonight.

“I don’t want you to leave…I’m so used to you now and I just…” he looked so sad and you couldn’t help kissing to shut him up.

“Te amo!!!” You smile and he does as well although weakly since he was still thinking about you being so far away so soon.

“Yo te amo muchisimo princesa” you he said kissing your forehead as you took his hand and walked back inside.

“I’m sorry hermano, didn’t mean to make you sad” Javj said and Pablo nodded saying that it’s not his fault.

“My girl is leaving so soon…” he says and you couldn’t wait anymore hating to see him so sad.

“I’m not leaving cariño…” you say taking a bite and he froze starting at you in disbelief while you chuckled looking at Aurora who was getting excited now.

"W..what???" he said and you giggled asking him to take a sip of water first since he was indeed getting pale and anxious.

"Are you staying!? Tell us hermana!" Aurora was just as impatient and you giggled nodding your head while Pablo was still silent just staring at you in disbelief.

"You can kiss me now cariño..." you said but Pablo was still frozen which was so adorable especially when his gorgeous eyes filled with happy tears. That's all he wanted to hear for so long..that you'll stay..that you won't leave him..that he was your home.

"Unless you don't want me to stay?" you ask and he immediately snaps out of it rushing to your side and grabbing your face before crashing his lips onto yours passionately making everyone giggle.

"Um..um..h..how long?" he was crying now and you were drying his tears kissing his cheeks, nose and finally lips.

"Forever..I got into one of the universities here and I accepted their offer. I want to be here with you Pablito..." you said and couldn't add anything else since he was kissing your again happily.

"Will you stop eating her face so I can hug her too!?" Aurora hit her little brother's head and he got up rolling his eyes at her smiling tho when she hugged you too kissing your cheek happily.

"Thank you for not leaving me with the angry bird Gavira!!! I love you hermana." Aurora said and you both laughed while Pablo groaned rolling his eyes at the little remark. You would always call him 'an angry bird' when he would throw his tantrums but he loved to hear it when it came from you...because you were the only one who could deal with his angry bird.

"My handsome angry bird..." you walked up to Gavi who snaked his arms around your waist while you held his face smiling at his bluhsing cheeks before going on your tip toes and capturing his lips into a sweet kiss.

"Um..I know it might be sudden..and it's totally fine if you eanna keep living alone..but..but..um..would you..maybe wanna live with me instead?" Pablo asked and Aurora smiled wide cheering with Javi while everyone looked at you now waiting for a response.

You just smiled nodding your head and jumping into his arms with your hands snaked around his neck and he spun you around happily thanking god you said 'yes' or he might have made fool of himself.

"Te amo muchisimo!!!" Pablo kept saying in between kisses and you giggled nodding your head trying to say it back but his kisses wouldn't let you talk.

"Congrats hermano!" both Javi and Aurora congratulated you before deciding to leave early and let you enjoy some alone time you both obviously desperately wanted right now.

You were cleaning up the dishes while he took out the trash coming back and snaking his arms around your waist resting his head on your shoulder leaving little kisses on your neck.

"Now that this is our home...I can do this much more often" he said and you blushed nodding you head happy for the future you will share together.

"Stop distracting me Pablito!!!" you said and he giggled promising to behave while you get your work done although you both knew that was not going to last long.

"Thank you for not leaving amor...te amo" he said and you smiled finishing the last plate before turning around and hugging him back before you both started kissing and moving towards your shared bedroom.

You were currently laying with your naked chest glued to Pablo's while he played with your hair and you nuzzled your face into his neck taking in his strong familiar scent. This felt like home...

"It's destiny..." he said and you looked up

"What is amor?" you ask and he leaned down to kiss you sweetly.

"You not knowing how to say sugar in Español..." he teased you per usual and you hit his chest before he laughed getting on top of you and kissing you deeply.

"I hate you!!" you say and he tickled you until you gave up and said "te amo Pablito!!!" which made him let you breathe and pull you close for more cuddles before sleep. ❤️❤️❤️

Hope you enjoyed!!!

[yanaleese]

if ur fine with nsfw asks, could you maybe do some nsfw headcannons for karma? <3

maybe just the basics like dom/sub, how he acts in the bedroom ect ect (can u tell i never send asks HELP 😭)

if not that's perfectly okay! some sfw ones could be cute too, like his favorite way to cuddle or his love language??

anyways im obsessed with him and had to send in an ask 😪 thank u for blessing me with this wonderful man

LMAO no problem! Also Anon I feel you with the obsession...my friend and I were both simping harder than our willpower to do our exams 😭😭😭😭

Also since this is the first NSFW ask I've decided to split this up into separate posts later on+ a little art to tease your weak heart ❤️. Please enjoy reading what's under the cut.

Content warning: FEMALE reader, HARD explicit smut, detailed kinks such as impregnation, overstimulation, all that good stuff. Please note that this is for 17+ audiences only.

"WAIT! KARMA! THE CAMERA-"

CRASH!!!

Karma Sangre - Normal NSFW:

When Karma is calm and collected, he's the one usually in control. But if you want to play the dom in the relationship, he's happy to step down! Just make sure you let him know, otherwise he'll take that as a challenge and his excuse to fuck the living shit out of you.

Usually before things get steamy, he'll be worshipping your body with kisses and teasing you with all kinds of lewd words from A to Z. When he's horny, he's a lot more talkative, which makes both his raspy voice and soft lips a dangerously sexy combination. It gets even worse when his steamy voice presses against your ears, tempting you into giving in to his lustful wishes.

Once he hears you plead in sexual frustration, he'll begin licking and biting his favorite spots - your earlobe, your tits, your neck. He especially goes after the neck, making sure that your collarbone is left with some bloody bites.

After littering your body in saliva and bites, Karma will book a one-way ticket to Pussyland. To him, missing out on stimulating your clit is missing a chance at seeing you squirm, moan and whimper just by his tongue alone. The piercing on his tongue doesn't help either, as it quickens your climax even further.

Satisfied seeing your pussy drenched in his saliva and your cum, he'll kindly rub your entrance slowly, starting with one digit, and eventually his entire hand. Well, that depends on how long you want to play the 'tough girl' act.

If you decide to go down that route, say your prayers, because your pussy is going to be obliterated...with toys. What, did you think disobedient girls like you get cock? Please. If there's one thing Karma can't turn down is a challenge. By turning down Karma, you lose your privileges of being his personal fleshlight. But hey, at least you can be his personal toyfucker instead!

Now if you decide to be docile, and play the "good girl" act, you can kiss your legs, your pussy and your pride goodbye. With that 7-inch erect cock, your folds will be spasming and tightening so much that it'll drive both you and Karma mad. The poor mattress will be creaking constantly as that veiny cock of his pounds fucking deep into pussy, begging to cum straight into your fertile womb.

Whilst you're struggling to take the pleasure, Karma will be busy murmuring in Spanish about how good you feel as he holds your legs over his shoulder, his huge hands rubbing and licking your aroused nipples before burying his moans in it with words like "Te amo" + "Ven conmigo" and so much more; Duolingo would be so proud of you!

When you're both about to climax, he roughly grabs your chin, pulling you in a tongue-twisting kiss. From the kiss alone, you can already feel your eyes rolling to the back of your head, barely registering the warm, gooey liquid dripping from your pussy to your twitching legs.

As you try to recover by taking deep breaths, you're hit with the reality that your amazing, horny boyfriend is (un)fortunately an amazing bodybuilder with more strength and stamina than your body can take.

Staring at him with a mix of lust and horror, you whine and mewl, sounding like a dying cat. Yes, you loved this sneaky bastard - but dear Lord you needed a break.

"Sleep, Mami. You'll need it." He slurs while caressing the top of your head, playing with a strand of hair. You felt your eyes beginning to close, blotches of darkness dotting your vision instantaneously, as if on command. Narrowing your eyes, you swore you could see his eyes peeking out of his bangs, revealing his dazed yet sinister gaze.

"Because it's a going to be a long night for you and me."

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ALTERNATE VERSIONS - LIGHT VER. + TATTOO-LESS VER.

[bestedoesmeow]

✯ MADE YOUR MARK ON ME ✯ FERNANDO ALONSO X Y/N STROLL

SMAU

*what if younger sister of the famous formula 1 driver lance stroll gets into a relationship with his teammate and two times wdc fernando alonso!

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Lance Stroll and sister Y/N Stroll have arrived in the paddock after the news that shaked the internet last week. Wondering if Alonso and Lance are in good terms?

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⤥ user32 : She is beautiful 🤩

⤥ user11 : It doesn’t have anything to do with Lance, it’s their decision.

⤥ user38: LOL why do you think they’d be in “bad terms” because of such thing. They are grown ups c’mon…

⤥ user66 : Poor girl, another toy for Nando..

⤥ user23 : And why do you say something like that

⤥ user55: Like we don’t know him 😏

⤥ user90 : I don’t understand why people don’t mind their own businesses? Let them live their life omg

⤥ user00 : I hope they are okay :)

f1gossips__

Alonso has arrived in the paddock after Stroll. He seemed quite happy after a good qualifying. Or maybe because his lover is there to watch him race 👀 Do you think we’ll get a photo today?

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⤥ user67: He is hot, but like literally 😓

⤥ user12 : That smile is “ I am definetly getting a podium” smile 🫠

⤥ user39: Can’t wait for THE INTERVIEWS OMF AND ALSO TO SEE Y/N IN THE ASTON MARTIN GARAGE

⤥user65: They almost got 20 years between them, I am not sure about it 😶

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THEY ARE OFFICIAL!! Y/N STROLL HUGGED HIS BOYFRIEND TO CELEBRATE HIS PODIUM AFTER THE RACE ! WHATEVER PEOPLE SAY, THEY LOOK GOOD 🥹

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⤥user89 : The way she ran excitedly to hug him OMG I AM DEAD

⤥user57: Pretty sure Nando pushed the limits just to experience this moment…

⤥user90: I don’t know but Fernando seems to take good care of her. The way he hugged and kissed her in front of the cameras WAS SO MAGICAL AND EVERYTHING I THAT I CAN’T PUT UP WITH WORDS

⤥ user73: Lance IS probably ugly crying lmao HDJAJAKNDAJJA

⤥user21: OUR SECRET MOMENTS, IN A CROWDED ROOOMM THEY’VE GOT NO IDEA ABOUT ME AND YOUUUUUU

⤥user78 : I can’t tell you how many hours I can cry only by looking at this photo…

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I can’t tell you how much you mean to me mi corazón… In a little amount of time, you taught me lots of things. First to be loved unconditionally. Te amo, feliz cumpleaños mi amor

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[spanishskulduggery]

May I ask on the usage of the terms te and me?

I'd like to know the rules so I know when to use them. I think they're used to indicate who owns the action, like "me gusta" or "te encanto". But then I see them used for other situations, like "me llamo" or "te amo".

It also makes me wonder why "tú" and "yo" can't be used in the same context, such as "tu amo mi". Too literal maybe?

I'm not sure how far you are in Spanish so I'm going to quickly go over some things and I'm sorry if it's too much info all at once or if it sounds like I'm talking down to you, I just want to be very clear on things and grammatical terms so you can look things up if you need to

First, your question is really about "pronouns" vs. "objects" vs. "prepositional objects"

In other words if you were asking about English you would be asking what the difference between "I" and "me", or "he" and "him", or "we" and "us" is

I think the easiest way to explain it is that when you mix them up it sounds like caveman speech kind of? This might be long - let me know if there's anything you need more info on

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Pronouns:

yo -> I tú -> you (informal) él -> he ella -> she ellos / ellas -> they ustedes -> you all vosotros/vosotras -> you all [informal; Spain] nosotros/nosotras -> we

Pronouns act as subjects, taking the place of people (or things). Because they're subjects they're the things that do the things.

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Objects are a bit different - they mark who/what is receiving the action. In Spanish's case there are direct objects [things acted upon] and indirect objects [to whom or for whom something is done]

The objects are technically different, but aside from 3rd person they look exactly the same. There is a difference in what verbs take direct objects or indirect objects though; as an example, the verbs like gustar use indirect objects

Direct objects:

yo -> me tú -> te él -> lo ella -> la ellos -> los ellas -> las vosotros/vosotras -> os nosotros/nosotras -> nos

*Note: ustedes could be los or las depending on the gender of the "you all"

Indirect objects:

yo -> me tú -> te él / ella / usted -> le ellos / ellas / ustedes -> les vosotros/vosotras -> os nosotros/nosotras -> nos

As an example between the differences, decir la verdad "to tell the truth" could go to la digo "I say it" where the la takes the place of the noun

Then if you're "telling someone (something)" it's le digo "I tell them"

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In other words, saying using the objects instead of the subjects is like "you love I" or "us love she", it comes out wrong. It's not so off that someone wouldn't be able to piece together what you mean but it comes out a bit... "caveman-y" if you know what I mean

Note: This is also ignoring reflexives which aren't necessarily "objects" in the traditional sense; they mark when the subject and object are the same - so me llamo is literally "I call myself", and te llamas "you call yourself" though it comes out as "my name is" and "your name is"

Put simply, the reflexive marker will match the conjugation if it's reflexive - a yo is conjugated like yo but then you have the reflexive pronoun... so it's me llamo

Those other objects are me, te, se [all of 3rd person], nos, and os. Again, it's only 3rd person you need to worry about

But with reflexives something like se baña "he/she bathes" vs. se bañan "they bathe" is distinguished by the verb conjugation matching

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Prepositional objects are a little bit different; they're specific objects that come up when you use a preposition - primarily, a, de, en, entre, hacia, para, por and a few others*

And for the most part there's only two to know

yo -> mí tú -> ti

There is also sí which is supposed to take the place of "it", like en sí is often "in and of itself"... it takes the place of se which is primarily a 3rd person thing

You will see something like a/con sí mismo/a "to/with oneself" here and there

But in general it's something like por mí "for me / on my behalf", por ti "for you / on your behalf", then it goes to like por él/ella/nosotros/vosotros so it's not really another set of words, just two

The one preposition to watch is con because that is a bit irregular:

conmigo is "with me"

contigo is "with you"

[they come from Latin cum mecum and cum tecum so it's an irregularity that passed over to Spanish]

You also occasionally see consigo "with itself" but not as commonly

These in general are easy enough to spot. Really what might trip you up is when a verb uses a special preposition which do happen but they're the minority of verbs:

Pienso en ti. = I think of you. Me acuerdo de ti. = I remember you. Puedes contar conmigo. = You can count on me. / You can trust me. Votas por mí. = You're voting for me.

Those prepositional verbs you learn as you go for the most part.

Your first exposure to these is primarily with gustar where it's more emphatic, as the a

Me gusta = I like it. A mí me gusta. = I like it. [more like "I do indeed like it" or "I am the one who likes it" or possibly "well I like it"] Te gusta = You like it A ti te gusta = You are the one who likes it

And again past that you're using regular pronouns. Only thing to keep in mind there is when you have a + masculine nouns

Like al señor le gusta "the man likes it" vs. a la señora le gusta "the woman likes it"

[changingplumbob]

Romero Household: Chapter 1, Part 7

Time for photos followed by the reception! I love love ❤️

Marta’s first language is Spanish so she is teaching Keira (and me) some common Spanish words/phrases Carino: Term of endearment for a loved one Gracias: Thank you Te amo: I love you

The new Mrs and Mrs Romero took time in the garden following the service to take their official wedding photos.

For their photo in front of the church Keira lifted Marta up on her back causing the shorter woman to develop a case of the giggles. While Marta takes a moment to catch her breath Keira gets a photo with her two best men, Alexander and Joey.

Despite protests from her brothers Keira managed to get a photo with her siblings, and the boys weren’t picking on each other in it for once. Then away with the men! Kayleigh gets a photo of all of her daughters and daughters in law. Then Keira and Marta hold each other close for a photo with Keira’s parents. The lighting has been so good to us! I was so worried it would be raining hard here.

The party head to the back of the church where the reception has been set up. There the wonderful cake Stefan made is on display.

Marta: Carino, you remembered I wanted a pink one!

Keira: I did *starts speaking to the crowd* Alright everyone, thank you for joining me and my wife-

Everyone: *cheers*

Marta: *giggles* Gracias for joining us on this special day, and being part of a ceremony we will never forget

Keira: It’s time to do battle against this cake. Do you think me and my wife can win?

The audience laughs while Keira grabs the appropriate knife and waits for Marta’s hand to lay on top of hers.

Marta: *whispers* You ready

Keira: I’m ready. Here’s to our forever sweetheart

Together the pair guide the knife down the cake through the layers, working together to keep the cut on track. They finish to a round of applause which causes Marta to tear up again.

Keira: Are you alright? I’m worried you’ve cried out a lake since this morning

Marta: *sniffles* I’m just so happy

Keira: Make sure you have some water soon

Marta: *smiles* Is that your first wifely request?

Keira: Almost first. I would like to do the traditional feeding each other cake

The pair feed each other, taking care not to smudge their lipstick. They call guests for cake but many haven’t visited the church before and would rather head inside to get some photos with the decorations.

Keira: Thanks for coming Samir, I know crowds are not our thing

Samir: *chuckles* Not even a little

The pair walk over to where Marta is already chattering to Reece, the two of them sometimes speak so fast it’s hard for anyone else to keep up.

Reece: Hey Keira. Your vows were great by the way

Keira: Gracias. I was so worried I’d forget what I’d written, especially when I saw how beautiful my wife looks

Marta: *blushes* One day we’ll get tired of saying wife in every second sentence

Reece: I doubt it. I never get tired of saying Samir is my boyfriend

Samir smiles proudly while the women tuck into their wedding cake.

Then it’s time for the first dance to begin. Marta begins to sway before the music even starts and Keira smiles. She’s glad she married such a spirited woman.

🎶Something happens when I hold her🎵 🎵She keeps my heart from getting older🎶 🎶When the days get short🎵 🎵and the nights get a little bit colder🎶 🎶We hold each other🎵

🎶Everything looks different now🎵 🎵All this time my head was down🎶 🎶He came along and showed me how to let go🎵 🎵I can't remember where I'm from🎶 🎶All I know is who I've become🎵 🎵That our love has just begun like oh🎶

Keira: So our forever starts now

Marta: *smiles* It started when we met but this has been a lovely highlight

🎶You give me chills and I can't imagine you leaving🎵 🎵If I could build a perfect person honestly you would be it🎶 🎶And you know nobody knows you like I know you🎵 🎵I can't wait to come back home so I can hold you🎶

Marta: Te amo

Keira: I love you to

🎶Something happens when I hold her🎵 🎵She keeps my heart from getting older🎶 🎶When the days get short🎵 🎵and the nights get a little bit colder🎶 🎶We hold each other🎵

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[WARNING: Has major, MAJOR spoilers for «“Persona 5 Royal”», please continue scrolling if you do NOT wish to see them!!]

Good morning, afternoon, evening, or whatever time it is for you right now!

Um. I know that you might not want to hear anything from me, I can understand that, but even so..

I wanted to say "I'm sorry", I guess? You might wonder: "sorry for what?", and to be honest.. I don't know either, I just know that I feel awful that I couldn't really do much more for you. Maybe I should have tried to help you since the very start, as I noticed something was.. kind of off about you. Not that I meant anything was wrong, it's just that.. you always seemed more like you tried to fit an ideal or as if you were merely playing an act rather than being yourself most of the time? Ah, the more I think about stuff I could have done, the worse it makes me feel about everything, but this isn't about that.

I'm sorry for not being there for you more, and I'm sorry for how everything ended with us. I'm sorry about how the only thing I have left of you is your glove, and I'm sorry for pretty much everything I could be sorry for.

I know what you're gonna say: "are you an idiot or something? What are you even apologizing about?", but still, I feel as though there's a lot of things left unsaid in between us, so I might aswell just use this chance to properly tell everything..?

I'm aware, that you probably do not think of me this way, and that's why I never really tried to say anything, but I always felt like you were somehow more special than anyone else? I don't know, but the second we met I just.. I guess something clicked and I grew to like you a lot more than I thought I could. More than I thought a person was supposed to.

Even knowing that, I never really knew how to explain this feeling without making everything awkward, and it's not really like I'm an expert about love or something, but I guess that whenever I tried to look more into it, that was always the word that fit better than the rest? So I'm gonna be honest, I believe I may have fallen in love with you the exact second I saw you. I didn't really believe in love at first sight, as I thought it was unnatural, unrealistic and only happened in movies or fictional stuff, so this is actually a shocker for me.. and maybe also for you if you actually never noticed anything 😞

I could tell you that in three languages, actually, but isn't that more of a brag than something romantic..?? Oh, whatever, not like it will matter now or ever.

But, back to what I was saying..

I'm sorry. I was willing to just give up on our reality and to live in a perfect utopia world just because I was afraid of losing you again. I didn't want to let go of you, the person that I believe is the most important to me. Of course, I really care about the others, please don't get me wrong, but even so, I still cared too much about you like to just.. let you go, knowing you'd be dead and that I'd never get to see you again outside of a casket, if anyone even bothered to make one for you after you.. well.. died. Wouldn't it have been easier to live in a world where you and everyone else was happy? Sorry, this was and still is selfish of me, but I really just wished we could have been.. you know, friends, without all of the trauma.

I hope you have never questioned how much I loved and treasured you, though, since I tried to make it as clear as I could without making it weird..?? Anyways, I truly love you, te amo muchísimo, so please don't think that because you're not just some sort of real life prince charming I won't love you, because I do, I genuinely do. You're a super nice and uncanningly perfect person? I love you. You're actually resentful, full of hatred and actually were plotting to murder me? I love you. You're both? I love you. You're neither? I love you. It doesn't matter, whatever your true persona-lity (pun intended!!) may be, I will always love you, so don't worry about me hating you, since as long as I'm alive, you'll always have someone who wants to hangout with you, or maybe to just sit somewhere in pure, comfortable silence with you. You get it, right?

And, even if I'm not entirely sure about the idea of reincarnation..

maybe we're together in every universe, somehow?

Sorry, I'm pondering about this whole message and I'm realizing how cheesy it sounds, but I hope that, regardless, it will reach you, Akechi Goro.

(ily!! 愛してるよ！！ te amo!!) (but remember to actually take care of yourself and to sleep well or else I'm sending Mona to haunt your thoughts 😒)

— #❂🥞🐈‍⬛✮ (OH GOD I ALMOST FORGOT TO SAY WHO I AM 😭 hi, hello, I am Ren Amamiya / Akira Kurusu / “Joker” from «“Persona 5”». I'm not sure if this is allowed, but could you please tag as both fictive and kin?? Sankyuu!!) (oh, also, yeah the tag isn't taken)

(futaba, ILYY!! I miss u and the rest of the phantom thieves a TON :( you're in charge of them if you reunite with the rest and I'm still not with you all by then btw 💥💥 will forever be grateful that Mafia Caillou [Shido] is not in this universe, though.. I think. 😥) (also to sumire, ilyyyyy!!!!!)

"I love you!! I love you!!"

[loscompas-blog-uwu]

Feliz aniversário Mel..☆

@mel-loly

🇦🇷(ESP): ¡¡Hola Mel!! ¿Cómo estás? Espero que muy bien. Bueno,lo más probable es que esperaras un dibujo porque es lo que llevamos haciendo hace 3 años ya jajajs.Fua,¿ya 3 año? Hace 3 años que somos amigos/as y eso no lo tengo con muchos..

Sos una persona muy especial para mi; sos atento/a,bueno/a,cariñoso/a,creativo/a,inteligente y muchas cosas más que sí las siguiese nombrando no terminaría más jajajs.

Tu forma de ser es increíble,aunque a veces decís que no. Siempre vas a ser una personita muy especial para todo aquel que tenga la maravillosa oportunidad de conocerte. Es un honor muy grande que una persona tan talentosa y grandiosa como vos me haya dejado un espacio en su vida. Sé que no hablamos tanto pero estoy segura que podemos pasar años sin hablar y en algún momento,el destino nos va a volver a juntar..

"La vida da cosas a la gente y quita,seas bueno o malo. Si sos bueno,te va a dar muchas cosas.."

(Sobre el dibujo,tiene todo un significado 🤓. Las estrellas representan a todas las personas que te quieren,que lo demuestran en mayor o menor medida. Me encantan las estrellas así que quise representarlo con eso :p)

Pero bueno,espero pases un hermoso cumpleaños..¡y qué cumplas muchos más!

🇧🇷(POR):Oi Mel!! Como vai? Espero que muito bem. Bem, provavelmente você estava esperando um desenho porque é isso que já fazemos há 3 anos kkkkk.Nossa, já faz 3 anos? Somos amigos há 3 anos e não tenho isso com muitos...

Você é uma pessoa muito especial para mim; Você é atencioso, bom, carinhoso, criativo, inteligente e muitas outras coisas que se eu continuasse nomeando não acabaria mais kkkkk

Seu jeito de ser é incrível, embora às vezes você diga que não. Você sempre será uma pessoinha muito especial para todos que tiverem a maravilhosa oportunidade de conhecê-lo. É uma grande honra que uma pessoa tão talentosa e grandiosa como você tenha me deixado um espaço em sua vida. Sei que não conversamos muito mas tenho certeza que podemos passar anos sem nos falar e em algum momento o destino vai nos unir novamente.

"A vida dá coisas às pessoas e tira, sejam elas boas ou más. Se você for bom, ela lhe dará muitas coisas."

(Sobre o desenho, ele tem todo um significado 🤓. As estrelas representam todas as pessoas que te amam, que demonstram isso em maior ou menor grau. Eu amo estrelas então quis representá-lo com isso :p)

Mas ei, espero que você tenha um aniversário maravilhoso... e muitos mais por vir!

🇺🇸(ENG):Hi Mel!! Are u great? I hope very well. Well, u were probably waiting for a drawing 'cause that's what we've been doing for 3 years hahaha Wow, it's been 3 years? We've been friends for 3 years and I don't have that with many...

You are a very special person to me; U are attentive, good, affectionate, creative, intelligent and many other things that if I continued naming them I would never end hahaha.

Ur way of being is incredible, even though sometimes u say no . You will always be a very special little person to everyone who has the wonderful opportunity to know u. It is a great honor that a person as talented and great as you has left me a space in his life. I know we don't talk much but I'm sure we can go years without talking and at some point destiny will bring us together again.

"Life gives people things and takes things away, whether they are good or bad. If u are good, it will give u many things."

(About the drawing, it has a whole meaning 🤓. The stars represent all the people who love you, who show this to a greater or lesser extent. I love stars so I wanted to represent it with this :p)

But hey, I hope u have a wonderful birthday... and many more to come!

[fluentmoviequoter]

Te Amo

Witchy Wednesday, October 18, 2023

Fic-tober Masterlist

Heart Set on Amulets Universe Masterlist (this is after The Color of Us)

Summary: Dalton needs help translating a letter written in Latin.

Warnings: fluff, Google translate Latin. 0.9k+ words

A/N: I know I said this would be longer but I honestly had no idea how to make it longer. Next week (the last Witchy Wednesday) will be a longer one-shot, though! I hope you enjoy! :)

You haven’t seen Dalton since you kissed last week. You thought maybe it was the start of something more, but then he disappeared. Worried that the amulet was no longer working and that he wasn’t sleeping, you decide to push your anxiety and anti-social tendencies out of the way and pay him a visit to his dorm.

The walk across campus to Dalton’s dorm is full of people, which puts a dent in the strength and resolve you had when you left. When you reach his door, you freeze, wondering if he doesn’t want to see you and how he’ll react.

“I thought I felt a cold breeze,” Dalton teases as he opens the door.

 “That’s ghosts,” you point out weakly.

“Are you okay? You’ve been standing out here for like three minutes,” he says as he closes the door behind you.

“I’m fine. Are you? Is the amulet still working? Can you sleep? Because if it isn’t working, I should be able to fix it; I’ll just put a new spell on it and it will basically reset and begin-“

Dalton kisses you to stop your rambling, his hands holding your cheeks as he pulls you close. Breaking away, he smiles at you and steps back, letting his hands fall to your shoulders.

“The amulet is working perfectly. I haven’t slept this well in… ever. I’m sorry for disappearing, I just got a big assignment from Professor Armagan and I’ve been doing a ton of research preparing for it,” Dalton lies.

It’s a partial lie, though. The amulet is still working, and he’s sleeping great. And he does have an art project, but that’s not what he’s been researching. He has been spending every moment of his free time trying to create a plan to tell you he loves you, but all he has is a poorly translated letter written in Latin.

“Oh. What’s the project? I mean, what are you researching for it?”

Dalton panics and says the first word that pops into his mind, which, unfortunately, is “Witchcraft.”

He mentally slaps himself, wondering why, of all the things he could have said, he picked the one thing you’re practically an expert on. Why couldn’t he have said zoology or the psychology of people who shop at Walmart versus Target?

“Do you want help?” you ask. “I mean, I don’t want to step on your toes, obviously you know what you’re looking for and everything, but if you want help, I’d be happy to.”

Dalton considers his options. If he says he doesn’t want help, he has to find another idea to tell you, but if he accepts, he can ask you to translate the letter and hope it goes well.

“I would love some help. I’m having trouble translating some Latin, can you help me with that?”

“Of course! Is it a spell, or?”

Dalton stands, letting you sit in his chair as he looks through his sketchbook for the letter.

“It’s a letter to a witch.”

“To a witch?” you repeat.

“Yeah. From a regular human,” he clarifies, handing you the paper.

You begin reading the letter to yourself, pausing after the first line.

Nunc te videre scio quid in vita volui (Now that I see you, I know what I wanted in life).

Glancing at Dalton, you see him wringing his fingers together like he’s nervous.

Etsi mihi non loqueris, vocem tuam ad respirandum audire oportuit (Even though you didn’t speak to me, I needed to hear your voice to breathe).

You see Dalton moving in your peripheral but ignore him, enraptured by the letter.

Ego postulo magi squam aliquid et ego volo tibi dicere quam ego sentio (I need you more than anything, and I want to tell you how I feel).

Dixisti aura mea rosea est quia amorem sentio, sed non facio. Ego non sentio amare te, quia ego sum in amore cum te. Te amo (You said my aura is pink because I feel love, but I don’t. I don’t feel love because I’m in love with you. I love you.)

Tears are streaming down your face as you turn to face Dalton.

“Did you write this?” you ask, holding the letter up.

“I did,” he answers quietly.

“Te amo,” you whisper before standing and hugging him tightly. “Te amo,” you repeat as his arms wrap around you, and he dips his head to speak against your neck.

“Te amo,” he says against your skin. “I love you so much.”

“Dalton,” you say as you pull back slightly. “Did you mean it when you said you’d go to New Mexico with me? To get answers?”

 “I did.”

“Good, because I never want to leave you.”

“And you’ll never have to. I’m not leaving you; I love you.”

Dalton hugs you again and sits on his bed, pulling you into his lap.

“Be honest, how bad was the Latin?” he asks.

“I’ve seen worse. I mean, I understood it, so no complaints.”

“No complaints,” Dalton repeats, smiling.

“It certainly helped when I got to the end and read that you love me.”

“Good. So, when are we leaving for New Mexico?”

“As soon as Specs messages me back, I guess.”

“To learn about the woman who gave you the amulet?”

You nod and push your fingers into Dalton’s hair before kissing him again. He’d go anywhere with you, he thinks.

[specialinterestshows]

Taking a break from the reader’s perspective as my Rhea Ripley x lady!reader fic temporarily becomes a Damian Priest x Finn Balor smut (just for this chapter).

Warnings for this section: Cannabis (weed) mention, dirty talk

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Absolute Smokeshow (Part 51 of ?): A Prince And His Archer

Holding hands in the back seat with Damian, Finn kept looking at the man he couldn't believe he had let himself get this close to - occasionally catching Rhea grinning at the two of them in the rearview mirror. Somehow, her knowing looks seemed to bother him less, he realized, giving Damian's hand a small squeeze and smiling. He couldn't stop thinking of what had happened just prior to their small road trip...

"Tell me why we need to be this far from everyone else?" Finn had groaned, following Damian through the parking lot to the rental car. At the time, Finn had written off Damian's giddiness and secretive behavior as a result of him having just smoked - Damian’s eyes were certainly red enough.

“What I have to say isn't for anyone else to hear," Damian said, moving to slide onto the hood of the car before Finn grabbed him by the arm.

"Watch the rental!" he snapped, pulling Damian away from the vehicle, "If you’re gonna sit somewhere, how about the seats in the damn car?"

Instead of responding, Damian looked down and smiled when he confirmed that Finn had yet to let go of his wrist. Eyes following Damian's, Finn blushed before dropping his grip on Damian’s arm. Still grinning, Damian unlocked the car and opened a door to the back seat, sliding in and waiting for Finn to join him. Hesitating, Finn briefly wondered why they weren't sitting in the front seats, but the curiosity as to what Damian wanted to talk about made him join the man anyway.

Finn ducked into the car and closed the door behind him before asking, "Now what's so damn important?"

"Mira, I know I haven't been easy to work with lately," Damian began, pausing when Finn scoffed at the understatement before continuing, "And I've been acting like it's your fault, but it's not - this is all me."

Finn looked surprised at Damian owning up to his actions, crossed arms relaxing and expression softening as he kept listening after Damian let out a sigh.

"I've been... in denial about some things- some... feelings," Damian cleared his throat, heart pounding - it was clear that this was more difficult to admit than he realized, but still he took a deep breath and said, "Te quiero. Te amo."

I want you. I love you. No, surely Finn had mistranslated... but then he recalled the way Dominik looked at Rhea when he said those same things, his eyes full of love. Looking up, Finn blushed as the realization hit him that Damian was now gazing upon him with the same passion in his eyes. Somehow, instead of panic or disgust or even indifference, Finn felt a bit stunned but somehow also... hopeful?

"Can you, um, run that by me again?" Finn asked, trying to suppress a grin, face growing warmer by the second.

"I said," Damian whispers as he leans in closer, "I love you. And I want you."

Chills ran up Finn's spine and, before he knew it, he had bridged the gap between himself and Damian. The feeling of Damian's lips pressed against his, smiling into the kiss, sent a small rush of desire through him. Once Finn bit the other man's lower lip, Damian let out a pleased growl and the sound was enough for Finn to stop holding himself back. Hands moving up Damian's shirt, Finn reached the collar before ripping it down the front.

"Could've asked," Damian muttered between lip bites and rough kisses.

"Didn't wanna stop," Finn grunted, referring to the making out as his hands run along the taller man's muscular chest.

Gripping Finn by the hair and pulling away, Damian looks deep into Finn's eyes before smirking, "Not even if I want to put my mouth somewhere else?"

Finn's raised eyebrows and dropped jaw in response to the offer made Damian chuckle, "You need to tell me if that's a yes."

"Definitely a yes," Finn says, causing Damian to pull him in for one more rough kiss before letting go of his hair. Finn eagerly unbuttoned his own pants before sliding them down, along with his underwear.

"Que bueno," Damian growled once Finn's dick sprung up out of his briefs, "Hard for me already."

With one smooth motion, Damian lowered his head down onto Finn, taking the entire length of his dick into his mouth at once.

"Fuck," Finn moaned, hands moving to grip Damian's long, dark hair as he began bobbing his head up and down slowly. Lost in the pleasure of how Damian's mouth felt, Finn didn't notice him wipe off a bit of drool that dripped down from his mouth before bringing one wet finger up to Finn's asshole. The sudden, toe-curling sensation of Damian teasing his entrance makes Finn cry out and start thrusting into Damian's mouth, grip tightening on his hair.

Damian couldn't help but moan around Finn when he heard the man make noises he'd never heard from him before. The vibration made Finn's eyes roll in the back of his head, pleasure building rapidly.

"Getting close," Finn whimpered, realizing he wouldn't be able to stop himself from coming, though he was trying to delay it.

Damian flicked his tongue around Finn as he came hard, the world around him vanishing. For a few glorious seconds, Finn existed in a universe of pure ecstacy.

Once Damian had swallowed and Finn had loosened his grip, riding small aftershocks, Damian moved his hand to grab Finn's ass instead, slowly pulling his head away.

"Tan lindo," Damian sighs, looking down at Finn, "I love the noises you make, pretty boy."

"Oh hush," Finn says, looking away and blushing, embarrassed by how quickly he came.

"Not a chance," Damian grins, leaning in and kissing Finn's warm cheek.

"Sorry 'bout your shirt," Finn mumbles, looking down at Damian's bare chest.

"Don't be," Damian says, pulling it off, "But I'm borrowing yours to go back and get the others."

"Go for it," Finn says, starting to remove his shirt, "I need a minute. Or ten."

"Hey guys," Dominik giggled from the passenger's seat, breaking Finn out of his reverie, "Does- does this mean we're the Judgment Gays?"

"Boooo," Damian says as Rhea gives a short laugh.

"Oh come on, that was a good one!" Dom protested.

Finn looked over at Damian again, smiling when he saw Damian was already looking at him.

"I love you," Finn whispered, squeezing Damian's hand.

"Gaaaaay," Dominik said, then "Ow!" when Rhea smacked the back of his head, making Finn and Damian laugh.

[end part fifty-one of ?]

Part 52: https://www.tumblr.com/specialinterestshows/730308673200635904/absolute-smokeshow-part-52-of-vibe-together

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[pablitogavii]

Gavi with a reader that’s short And super sweet and cute 💓

Things Pablo notices

Small things Pablo notices on daily basis that makes his girl fall in love with him more every day <33

One of your favorite things is how observant Pablo is to anything that has to do with you from big changes to very small details.

"I'm home bonita!" Pablo walked into the apartment from the training tossing his laundry in the basket before walking into your shared bedroom smiling at you already curled up in the bed.

He hated having evening trainings because he always loved taking showers with you and cuddling up all together right afterwards. He knew he should take a shower immediately but int4ead he jumped in the bed and laid in your arms.

"Are you tired cariño??" you said caressing his hair while he relaxed smiling and nodding his head before looking up and noticing your nails sparkling in his hair.

"Did you do your nails today preciosa??" he said taking your hand from his hair and looking at your nails that you indeed got done earlier today. The fact that Pablo noticed made you so happy and you blushed.

"Mhm..do you like them??" you ask and Pablo nods his head touching one at the time before kissing your palm and looking up at you with his tired eyes that still looked so beautiful regardless.

"They are so pretty amorcito..I missed you so much today" he said moving a little so he can reach your lips and kiss them lovingly.

"Te amo muchisimo Pablito but you're a little stinky" you said giggling and he pouted getting off you and rushing to take a very needed shower.

While you were getting ready to go to dinner with Pablo, you wore one of your new heels you were so excited about since they were very pretty and gave you a few inches that you lacked. Tonight, you are not a midget!

Pablo texted you that he was outside in the car, and you finished applying your lipstick before heading down and he waited with an open door like a pure gentleman that he was.

"Espera princesa! You're so tall.." he said but in a way that made you think he didn't like it so you looked at him with worry.

"You don't like it?" you ask adorably and he giggled snaking his arm around your waist and pulling you closer. Your lips met and for the first time you didn't have to go on your tip toes to reach Pablo's face.

"I love everything you wear...but I have to say that I miss my little midget" he smiled when you blushed thinking how he would always playfully tease you about being too short to kiss him until he bends and let's you do it.

"You can't stop me from kissing you now!" you said immediately blushing and he adored it. He always said having his sweet innocent little midget was his favorite thing in the world.

"Good to know mi princesa is still shy.." he whispered into your eyes making your face completely red before letting you pass and get into the car.

Mikky and Frenkie invited us to go to the beach for the weekend and I was looking through my swimsuits that arrived the other day from Amazon.

I finally chose the green one that would look amazing on my tan skin smiling in the mirror when I saw how it looked. It was definitely a good and I wondered weather Pablo will notice that it's new.

I wore a cover up over it so it was only when we got to the beach and I took it off that my man walked behind me and pulled me back while resting his face on my shoulder.

"That new swimsuit looks amazing on you preciosa.." he whispered and you were blushing as an idea popped into your head. You turned around in his arms placing your hands on his shoulders while his were rested on your your waist.

"It's not new cariño.." you lied but being bad at it you immediately smiled and he smirked shaking his head while pulling you closer.

"I know all of your swimsuits princesa..that pink one with bows that you only wear when we are alone me vuelves loco..the red one that makes your ass look yummy..the black one piece that hugs your curves perfectly and the white one with cherries that I got for you on my trip to Paris" he said and you were stunned the amount of detail he knows when it comes to you.

"How do you always notice everything about me??" you finally asked and he smiled pulling you closer and tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear before caressing your cheek lovingly.

"Because I love you so much princesa..you're important to me and when it comes to you I'm always observant" he said and you smiled moving closer puckering your lips so he can elan down and kiss you.

It made you feel special that Pablo would always notice things about you and how that was his way of showing his love towards you <33

[catboyarg]

Hola, guapito.

I just wanted to say that I miss you. It's been... far too long. It's hard to put all that I want to say into words, but I'm trying. I'll always try for you.

I miss your voice. The way you talk and sing and hum and shout and laugh. My name has never sounded better than when it is coming out of your mouth. A single word from you could bring me to my knees. Your giggles are my favorite sound.

I miss your pretty face. Your eyes scrunch up in the cutest way when you smile. Your nose wrinkles when I do something you don't like. It's all so beautiful, and I cannot wait to see your face again.

I miss your passions. Every little hobby you pick up that brings you so much joy. Your career, your family. They're all important to you, so they're important to me. You get so animated when you talk about the things you're passionate about. I could watch and listen for hours.

I miss your hands in mine. You're so cold, but I don't mind being cold as long as I get to be close to you. You'll always matter more.

I miss drinking coffee with you. Every cup tastes better when you're with me. When I can taste it on your lips because you stole a sip and thought I didn't notice (I always do, but I'll let you get away with it).

I miss sharing our blankets. I think you managed to steal them every time you fell asleep. Again, I don't mind too much that you leave me cold. That just means I get to hold you close, so you can't have the blankets without them covering me, too.

I miss playing with our kids. When we would paint with them, or go pick flowers. Play tag or hide and seek. All your scary stories you would tell them when it started getting late. You are such a wonderful father.

I miss you.

I wish I weren't away. I wish I could have given you an explanation, and a proper goodbye. I wish I could have spent one more night with you. I wish, I wish, I wish.

My wishing does nothing, but I need you to know that it's here.

Please get out of the house sometimes. Go spend time with Jaiden or Mariana at the very least. Play football with Richas. Give yourself the love you deserve.

I know you're the therapist, but you need to take more of your own advice sometimes.

Anyway. I just had to write this. I miss you so much it feels like there's a hole in my chest.

Te amo Te quiero To amo. I love you. Eu te amo.

I will see you soon, guapito, I swear it.

[eumeliafeu]

I should probably do one of these at some point I guess

Get to know me!

~My name is Eumelia(You-Me-Lee-Ah(I choose this way of doing it as it's easier to figure out then how people USUALLY put name pronunciations)) or Eumie(You-Me)

~I am a teenager currently in school so as much as I'd like to help people, I really can't. I will do my best but please don't come into my asks for anything other than fandom based stuff, this is a space for that whereas my tiktok is where I am more actively doing what I can.

~My twin is @minafeu!

~Semi baby witch and Norse/Greek pagan

~I am from the Midwest so if I say the occasional y'all that's why!

~I speak English but I can speak and understand some Spanish and can understand some Portuguese!

~To find some of my random rambles you can look for the tag eumierambles :) (it's tagged on this post too!)

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~I do write fanfic but honestly don't post like ever but my AO3 is Eumelia_Feu

~Currently a multifandom blog though somewhat focused on the Content SMP and maybe some other minor things :P

~I was originally an Aphblr blog!

~Had a half year stint as a QSMP blog and loved every second of it. Te amo la comunidad de QSMP, te extrañaré.

~I sometimes liveblog!

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