#Luisa x female reader

[craftymakerland]

Why the wait?

A Luisa x female oc

I had just turned 19 last week and didn't really celebrate it, but the only person that actually cared was my best friend Luisa. We have known each other for a while now and my parents don't even know I talk to her. I like to keep my social life More private.

"AVA!” My mother called.

I slowly took a deep breath, and made my way downstairs to see my mother in frustration. She waited for me in the kitchen with a cigarette in her hand and a spoon in the other. I just happened to see my dad on the couch while walking by.

"What did you need, mother?" I asked.

"I need you to go out and get some food for tonight, it doesn't matter what, just make it good." My mother replied.

She gave me a list of other things that she needed besides what she wanted me to get.

I hurried to slip on some shoes and left the house without a sound. I could feel my mothers eye staring at me as I made my way out. Without looking back I walked out with a smile. I made my way down to the village where the market was located, it was my go-to place for anything. I peacefully go about my day and I couldn't help but hum a sweet toon. It was one that Luisa always hummed towards herself while she worked. It was so peaceful that I had always listened to it and over time I learned it, not that it's stuck, but it's something that always calms me. While making my way, I heard a familiar voice.

"Hey I recognize that hum from anywhere." You turned around to see who was talking behind you. I was so happy to see it was my dear friend,

I was relieved that it was here, because she was the only person that I knew and she was the only one who knew that hum. After all she came up with it. I did jump a little when she approached me though.

"Luisa, you startled me, how have you been?" I said with a smile.

Something about Her smile made every problem disappear, it was nice.

"Haha, well so far my days have been alright, but working all the time gets really boring and tiring and boring. Now that you're here it's so much better!"

Luisa screamed with excitement.

"woah someone's in a good mood."

I saw her smile to herself when I made that comment, it was cute when she did as such. I continued my walk and loved that she started to follow me.

" Yeah I don't know, ever since we rebuilt castita, my life changed somehow and I like it a little more!"

I liked seeing her so happy, it's been some time since I've seen her in such joy. Seeing her beautiful smile and laugh was enjoyable to watch. I couldn't help but smile at her, it's like problems have drifted away when she is around. I snapped out of my train of thought from her voice.

"So what are you up to?" Luisa curiously asked.

“You've been following me and yet have no clue what I'm doing?” I laughed

I watched as she giggled to herself.

“Well if you must know, I'm going to the market.” I answered

"Oh fun, do you mind if I join you? No, not at all." Luisa asking and answering her own question.

“It's not like you were following me or anything.” We both laughed.

We were about there at the market, it was just a few blocks down. The whole time we laughed, talked and had such a wonderful time together. After a bit, we finally made it, and I pulled out the list first so I wouldn't forget anything that she needed, then I was gonna get some things for dinner after. I went over to grab a basket and Luisa saw me grabbing the ingredients for pasta.

"Hmmm, looks like you're gonna make something good, what kind of pasta are you making?" Luisa said while leaning over your shoulder.

"It's pesto, I'm making something for my family, it's something that I would like to do. Usually happens on every Wednesday.” I Answered.

“They must be lucky, cuz I heard that you're an amazing cook.” she smiled

“Yeah, lucky.” I whispered to myself.

I paid for the things, but had to wait on Luisa. She wanted a mango to snack on. We then both left the market and started to walk some more.

“Hey I still have some time left, do you maybe wanna hang out some more?” I asked.

I know that I was pushing how long I was out but I couldn't help myself.

“Yes! I have some time. How about we go to the lake and chill there?” Luisa said with excitement.

“Yes, it will Be fun.” I replied

With my basket in hand, we make our way towards the lake, located where the two moutians split.

"Well here we are." Luisa said as she was walking towards the lake.

It was a beautiful sight, let alone really peaceful. I sat my basket down and and went next to the water. There I saw luisa lift her dress just enough to put her feet in the water, ofc she had taken ber shoes off before hand. I decided to do the same thing. Taking my shoes off, I stood right next to her along with relaxing my feet in the water. I looked at the sunset and close my eyes, the sun felt so warm agiant my face.

“This feels nice.” Luisa spoke.

With my eyes still being shut, I agreed.

“You wanna know something?” Luisa said with a smile.

She took my hand and we sat down near the water.

“I used to come here all the time, for peace and for the lovely view, very few people came up here, which is why I found myself very calm.” Luisa spoke

She started to face me and gave me a warm smile. I felt my face getting alittle warm by her embrace towards me. I got alittle closer to her and rested my head on her shoulder.

“You always found a way to keep me at peace, I don't know how you do it, but when with you I feel, loved.” I said with a smile.

She looked at me and I could see her eyes wide opened and her cheeks a rosy red. I raised my head up from her shoulders and I couldn't help but have the same reaction. Silence filled the air, I leaned in without a second thought. She leaned into me, lips inches apart from each other. There was one thing that I wanted to do, and I felt that she wanted the same. I hurried to stop myself though, I had completely lost track of time, and I had to stop the moment that we had. I could tell that she wanted to continue.

“It's getting really late, I have to go before my parents get worried.” I said in a panic.

“Hey, hey, it's okay, I'll walk you home so you don't have to worry About Any Creeps bothering you.” She laughed off.

The look that they had after, had my stomach drop. I didn't want to stop what we were doing, but there's a reason why I had to and I don't wanna Lose my friendship with her.

We both grabbed our shoes and took our feet out of the water. I saw that she had grabbed the basket for me.

“you Don't Have to do that.” I said with a smile.

“But I want to.” She gave me an even bigger smile.

I couldn't help but get so red from her. We both walked down to the village, and it had gotten quite dark, we really did lose track Of time. It took about 20 minutes to get back, usually it took a lot sooner, but we couldn't help but talk and take our sweet time coming back.

“Well here we are.” I was beside my house as she handed me the basket.

“Hey, I really had fun with you today.” She grabbed my hand and kissed it.

“And I can't thank you enough for it.” She smiled at me.

I looked at her and sat there in silence. She hurried to let go of my hand and panicked.

“I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable!” She spoke worryingly.

Tbh I didn't hear a word she had said, I was Mostly thinking about what she had done. She turned around with a slight frown and started to walk off. I snapped out of my train of thought, and hurried to grab her arm. She turned around towards me in confusion.

“Is everything okay-”

I pulled her down to me and gave her a kiss. She was in shock, but in a good way. It took her a little bit to comprehend what happened. She finally caught onto it and kissed back immediately, she wrapped her Hands around my waist and pulled me In. I didn't want this moment to end.

After a moment we broke the kiss and all we did was look at eachother, so I couldn't help but go in for another. This time just a quick peck.

“I'll see you tomorrow.” I said Happily.

I rushed towards my house and went inside. I could tell that she had the biggest smile on her face. When I went inside I heard A big yelp of joy from outside, it made me giggle a little.

“Hey mom, I'm sorry it took so long, but I got the things that you wanted and food for tonight.” I spoke.

“Thank you baby, and don't worry about fixing anything, I'll make it.” She responded.

“Is everything okay, you love it when I make dinner.” I asked

“Yeah, everything's fine but there's something that we need to talk about.” She said with a frown on her face.

My stomach dropped when hearing those words from her mouth, usually when she ever had anything to tell me and she had to sit me down for it, it was never good.

“I'll go ahead and tell you now while your father is out. We both know that you're an adult now, and well your father doesn't like that you're not married yet.” She spoke.

“Wait, what are you saying?” I said as I could feel my stomach starting to drop.

“Your father had arranged a marriage for you.” She said very disappointed in herself.

“WHAT?!” I was furious.

“He doesn't have the right to say who I get to marry.” i was modified about all of this.

“Calm down hun.” She spoke gently.

“ I am Calm!” I spoke out of rage.

“Who is it that I'm getting married to?” Even though I didn't want to be in an arranged marriage, I still wanted to know who it was. I was interrupted by my father barging Into the room.

“So I'm assuming that your mother had told you what's Happening yes?” he spoke to me.

“Sadly, but why don't I have a choice who I get to marry? It should be my decision, not you!” I yelled.

He grabbed my face and looked at me with a glare.

“Well that's too damn bad, you're going to meet him tomorrow and you are gonna like it.” he jerked my face back and left the room and went back out to wherever he was before he barged in here.

I couldn't look at my parents anymore, so I ran up to my room and refused to look or talk to them for the rest of the night.

The Next Day…

I couldn't sleep at all that night, all I kept thinking was what my mother had said as well as my father. sitting Up from the covers I see a dress hanging up from my door. I couldn't even look at it, I will say that the dress was quite pretty, but the Occasion for it is what made it ugly. I heard my mother knock then slowly opened the door.

“Good Morning Ava.” My mother greeted me.

She leaned against the door with her Arms crossed.

“Look I know that you don't wanna do this, and frankly I don't want you to either, but your father is old fashioned and the man of the house, so whatever he says goes.” She said sadly.

“I know.” I felt a tear run down my face. I felt my mothers fingers caress my cheek.

“ Is there someone else? Might I ask.” She questioned.

“Well I wouldn't say that but, getting there.” I said quietly.

She gave me a little smile and nudged My shoulder.

“So who is he or she?” My mother chuckled.

“How would you know it's a she?” I said in a panic.

I felt her hand on my cheek.

“One thing that you must always know is That a mother always knows, no matter how hard you try to hide it.” She smiled.

I was at a loss for words.

“I'll tell you what, how bout you do this “date” with this boy, just to make your father happy and we will see what happens after, and I can see what I can do to try to get you out of this marriage.” She spoke.

I had to give it some thought, but she was right, I'm gonna do this just to get it out of the way and go from there.

“Ugh fine.” I replied.

“That's my girl, now hurry up and get ready, he should be waiting outside in 30 minutes.” she hurried to tell Me.

She went out of the room and made her way down stairs.

I screamed into my pillow to get everything out before having to get ready for this stupid date.

The dress was a pink strawberry dress, with a long v-neck in the front and with puffy sleeves. I did love it. I won't lie about that. I put the dress on, and let my hair down, it looked really good on me. With the dress I decided to wear my black slip on with it. Now I was ready, I stead of thinking about wearing this for some date, I decided to think of it as wearing it for Luisa. Now I started to feel even prettier now.

“AVA!” My mother screamed.

“He's here, hurry!” She yelled.

“I'm coming!” I yelled back.

I ran downstairs and really wasn't ready to open the door.

“Hello.” The man spoke out to me.

I looked at him with an uneasy look.

“Uh, hi.” I responded.

I didn't like this not one bit.

“You ready? I asked.

“Oh, I'm sorry, lady's first.” He said politely.

I will say he was nice but I already had my heart set. We both walked out and I just walked alongside him, not really Making conversation. He was quiet the whole time. It was kinda boring. From a distance I saw Luisa doing her everyday chores. I wanted to say hi to her, but I didn't want to ditch him. Yes I didn't Want to go out with him, but I wasn't gonna leave him stranded. I was raised better than that, so I just went about my day with him. As the day went on, we actually had a good time together. His name was Alex. He was fun to hang out with, he acted more like a brother that I never had before. We went to the Cafe that was a couple of blocks away from my house and sat down for coffee.

“So, what do you think of all of this?” I questioned.

“In all honesty, I never agreed to this, let alone I already have someone in mind,” he replied.

Him saying that gave me hope. Maybe if our parents found out that he already loved another girl then this can be all over and done with. I was way ahead of myself.

“Can you keep a secret?” I asked

“If it deals with murder then no.” he laughed.

“Nothing like that.” I laughed alongside him.

“ What If I told you that I had someone in mind as well?” I replied.

“oh?” He sounded curious, but in a good way.

“Alright here's the deal, if I tell you who mine is, you have to tell me yours, deal?” he pointed out.

“deal, now tell me!” I snapped excitedly.

He grabbed my shoulder and pointed my head towards where his love was at.

“ do you see that person, in front of that big blue house over there?” he asked

“ The one that's holding a flower?” I questioned

“Actually it's the one holding the shovel,” he corrected.

“Omg, you like him?!” I said with a grin.

I watched as he started to sink down the seat.

“Oh, so it is.” I teased.

I watched as his face turned red.

“Well in that case.” I told him to rise up on his chair to where he was sitting. I got a little closer and grabbed his shoulder like he did mine.

“You see that girl over there?” I asked.

“Which one?” Alex questioned.

“No, the girl, that is, picking up the church.” I said with excitement.

“Oh you're talking about Luisa.” He teased me.

“You know she's one of my friends and she does not stop talking about you.” He spoke.

“Wait, she does? What does she say about me?” I questioned.

“She tells me how cute you are, how pretty you are, how smart you are, like there's a whole list of things she says About You, like yesterday, she wouldn't stop telling me how much she wanted to make a move on you.” He said.

I sunk in my chair as he did before and covered my face with my hands.

“She did Ahhhh.” I whispered.

“What did She do??? Tell me everything!” He questioned.

Well before She Took me home, I wouldn't say she made the move, I did, I grabbed her arm and we shared a kiss.” I replied.

“That is way too cute , omg!”

“And speaking off, Look who's coming over this way now.” He teased me.

“Oh shut up.” I shushed him.

“Hey Ava! And hey Alex, whatcha you both up to?” Luisa questioned.

He turned around towards her.

“So you know that arranged marriage I was telling you about, yeah, she's the person that my parents wanted me to marry, this was her first time knowing about it.” He explained.

I looked down In shame for not immediately telling Her about this.

“My father kinda forced me to do this, and I'm stuck and don't know what to do.” I tried to hold my tears back.

“How about I go over there and talk to him while you and Luisa spend Time together.” Alex kindly interrupted.

“That sounds really fun.” I started to cheer up.

“Then you two love birds should Get going.” He spoke.

And with that me and Luisa went off together.

“So how are you handling all of this?” Luisa questioned.

“To be honest, I don't Like it at all, but, can we focus On the moment between us both?” I didn't want to be rude, but the marriage thing was really bothering Me and I just wanted the moment to be between us two.

“I completely Understand, and in that Case you should Follow me.” Luisa said in understandment.

She took my hand as she ran into the woods with me. It was a place where me and her could be together without anybody bothering us.

“Alright, now close your eyes.” She whispered.

She helped me walk wherever she was taking me.

“Now open.”

It was so beautiful, the sunset was shining from the water and everything was the best lighting.

“It's so beautiful Luisa, omg it's a perfect spot.” I looked at the sun.

“So uh, wanna try that kiss again?” She said teasingly while grabbing my Waist.

I wrapped my arms around her neck as she tightened the grip around my waist.

“I would love to.” I giggled.

We embraced each other as we shared a long kiss. Out of surprise she Picked me up in bridal style and kissed me once again. She kept swinging at me as she giggled her heart away.

The kiss broke and we looked at each other with such compassion.

“I never want to let you go.” She said with a smile.

“ I want you to be mine.” She blushed.

She kissed me all over the face and stopped once again to look at me.

“I've been Wanting to ask you something for a long time now.” Luisa said.

I looked at her as she put me down. She placed her hands on my cheek.

“Ava, will you be my girlfriend?” Luisa spoke in a shy tone.

A smile crossed my face without hesitation and I jumped onto her causing her to tumble to the ground.

“yes, a thousand times yes!” I screamed out. I kissed with passion and we laughed in-between kisses. Nothing could be better than this.

Time had passed and it started to get dark. We laid under the moonlit light with our hands locked together. It was a beautiful night and very peaceful.

“It's getting late, shouldn't You be home by now?” I asked.

“Yeah, but I wouldn't have been able to hang out with you for the rest of the night.” She pouted.

“You'll see me tomorrow though.” I said in a loving voice.

She rolled her eyes while laughing.

“I guess you're right.” as she still pouted. It was too cute.

She got up and helped me up from the grass. I was a little itchy from it, but it was worth it. She twirled me around as she helped me up, and caressed my face. She looked at me one last time before we had to part ways. I kissed hers before we left.

On my way home I kept on repeating that night over and over again. I felt blood rush up to my face. It was the best feeling ever. I finally made it to the house and took a deep breath upon Entering.

“Hi mom you would never believe-”

“Mom?” I called out.

I looked around wondering where she was. It was unusual to not see her in the house, it was rare that she ever left. I started to get worried and searched the whole house, not a sign of her. There was one more room that I haven't checked yet, and it was their bedroom. I was never allowed in there but I was desperate and didn't know where she was. I knocked and to my surprise The door opened, as if someone opened it for me. There I saw my father sitting down on the bed, with a look that was sinister look, he look furious.

“He-y, dad.” I struggled to say.

“Is everything okay?” I asked again.

“How was your date?” he Asked In a calm, demanding way.

“It was fun, we had a lot in common.” I tried to lighten the vibe.

He got up from the bed and looked me dead in the eyes.

“So you really had fun, didn't you?” he said once more.

I couldn't tell where he was getting at but I didn't like it.

I couldn't keep my eyes off of him, from the fear of him doing something if I did.

“Where are you getting at?” I managed to say.

“I think you know.” He said with an unsettling Smile. I watched as he grabbed his belt off the bed. He grabbed my arm with force and pulled his other hand back where it looked like he was gonna Swing at me. I screamed for A short second, and hurd the front door slammed open. He hurried to let go to see what the noise was. Only to back up when seeing a 6ft figure on the wall. He started to back up even faster when it looked like the figure was charging at him. There were too many things going on at once so I backed up alongside him. I ran into a corner and put myself into a ball, covering my eyes and holding my head close to me, hoping that whatever it is that's coming would soon leave. I heard muffled screaming, which sounded like my dad. So I still continued to curl up, and not look up. I heard my name being called from a distance.

“Ava, Ava, AVIANNA!” someone called.

I looked up to see Luisa bent down towards my level. She had tears rolling down her face, and my first instinct was to hug her. I didn't know too much of what was going on. All I could think of is that my mother was gone and I kinda went bat shit crazy on me. Luisa broke the hug slowly and looked at me to make sure that I was okay.

“Dolores hurd everything and alerted me as fast as she could, so I sprinted down here in seconds. Dolores and the others are still making their way down here.” She said in a worried tone and she was trying to calm herself from all the tears she was producing.

“I'm okay, don't cry, I'm okay.” I hugged her once again as she hugged me right back but slightly tighter.

“I think they are in here !” a voice called.

I looked to see the whole room filled with her family making sure I was okay. Luisa let go of the Hug once more.

“Why didn't you tell us that your father was doing bad things to you.” Dolores asked.

Luisa looked at me even more worried.

“He did bad things to you?” She turned back to dolores.

“Why didn't you tell me?” Luisa said a little More upset.

“I didn't know what to do.” Dolores said in shame.

“Hey everything's okay, I'm okay, look at me.” I demanded gently.

I had gotten Luisa to calm down Bit. I then saw her mother come running towards me.

“Are you okay, are You hurt?” her mom questioned.

“I'm not hurt, it's fine.” I said in a calm voice.

“Come on, let's get you up.” Felix and pepa came to get me up and standing once again.

They all left the house and on the way out I saw my father tied up to a chair and mouth covered with tape. I left him there, he put me through Hell my entire life. I held Luisa's hand in front of him and kissed her in such a loving way, her family was In awe at the scene and my father Looked furious. The whole family walked back to Casita and I hesitated at first but walked Alongside them.

As we walked in, the whole family gathered around me to make sure that I was okay and if I was hurt in any way. After a little bit they went off to bed after it was so late, and Luisa held my hand and guided me up the stairs into her room. As the door opened, it was massive, there was a huge Bed, I was in complete shock.

“Do you like it?” she asked

“It's huge.” I giggled a little to myself.

I could tell that what I had said put a big smile on her face. I went to sit down on her bed and kept replaying what happened.

“here.” Luisa had given me a shirt and sweats to sleep in. I took them and went into her bathroom to get dressed.

I knew they looked big when she gave them to me, but I didn't know it was this big. I went out of the bathroom and back into her bedroom. All I could see was her blushing and laughing at the same time. She thought that it was overly cute but hilarious at the same time. I couldn't help but laugh with her. After she had calmed down she looked at me with a huge smile.

“Did you want to borrow some of my sister's clothes? She asked.

“I should be good, I'm gonna go to sleep soon anyways.” I laughed to myself.

“ Well if you change your mind, her room is down the hall from mine, she should still be awake.”

she spoke.

She went into her bathroom to get changed. After a bit she came out with a surprised look on her face.

“So you decided to change huh.” She smirked.

I do admit that Isabella’s clothes fit better and we're more comfortable than Luisa’s. She made her way to the mirror and I watched her take the red ribbon out of her hair. It was so long, it's been a while since she had taken her hair down, it was pretty. I came up from behind her and combed my fingers through her hair.

“That feels good, don't stop.”

I smiled at that remark, she liked the feeling of my fingers through her hair, it was relaxing. She loves head rubs even more. I have her a kiss on the cheek

And made my way towards the bed, I watched as she laid right next to me and hugged me from behind. I could feel her big arms around me, I felt so warm and safe in her arms. And with that we slowly drifted to sleep.

Hours Went By…

“SHIT, MY MOM!”

Ava♥️! Luisa 💖!

Made little portrait of themm,

I really hope that you like it 🥰!

[aaliyg]

Baby Blue

WARNINGS ∣ smut ( minors dni ), all characters are 18+, oral sex, fingering, nipple play, cursing, slight body worship, ass smacking (like once)

Pairing: Luisa x black!fem!reader

Prompt: Wearing your partner's favorite color

Dialogue Color Code: Luisa, Reader

My eyes widened in anticipation as I watched Luisa enter the room through the vanity mirror. Sighing softly, she closed the door behind her, finally locking her eyes onto mine. I gulped softly when they darted downwards, and watched as those warm brown eyes took in everything I was willing to offer to her tonight, wrapped up in a silky baby blue matching lingerie set.

Locking the door with the softest click, she quickly made her way over to me, rested her hands on my hips, and gently turned me around to face her.

She grinned softly as I pressed my chest against her and began to tug at the red ribbon that kept her hair in place throughout the day. She shook her head gently as her brown curls flowed freely against her back and shoulders, and tilted my head up gently in order to kiss me. I could never quite understand how her lips were so soft all of the time...

I giggled softly when I felt her scoop me up and place me on the vanity table, using one hand to caress my thigh while the other one pushed my leg to the side for her to stand in between them.

Luisa chuckled as she drifted to my neck, leaving small kisses and love bites all over my throat. I practically melted into her touch, sighing softly as each kiss moved further down to my chest, until she stopped right above them.

She looked up at me and smirked.

Did you doll yourself up for me, mi corazón? I would hope so...this is my favorite color on you mi amor... Looks so pretty against your skin.

I shuddered, nodding my head and groaning softly as she unclipped the bra and rested it elsewhere in the room. Turning her attention to my chest, she delicately rolled my nipple between her fingers while her tongue grazed the other, relishing in the moment as I hissed gently at her touch.

This isn't really fair you know? My tits are out and you're still -ohh- fully clothed...

Her fingers and mouth withdrew from me, causing me to open my eyes just in time to watch her hastily pull her shirt and bra off, flinging them across the room. I couldn't help but chuckle at her antics.

I didn't know you were that needy baby...

Luisa stuttered and blushed softly at my remark, leaning her face close to mine and giving me a quick peck on the lips.

Last time I checked you started this. If anyone here is needy, I'm pretty sure it's you.

It's not like you're complaining though.

She rolled her eyes gently as she pulled my hips closer to the edge of the dresser. I sighed softly as her thumb ghosted over the front of my panties, which had become considerably wet since we started. My body began to quiver as her tongue dragged along my stomach, both of us groaning as her mouth got near my pussy.

Luisa, baby. Don't tease me, please...

Wasn't planning to, mi vida. But let's go somewhere more comfortable, hm?

She picked me up off the dresser and placed me in the center of the bed, joining me a few moments after, now completely naked. I couldn't help but to gaze in awe at the woman in front of me. Her workout schedule definitely showed the fruits of its labor in her firm, almost chiseled, arms and legs. Despite this though, she still managed to remain soft in all the right places. No matter how many times I got to see her like this, she never ceased to amaze me.

Before my thoughts could continue further, my thong had been pulled off of me in the blink of an eye, and I watched in anticipation as she lowered her face directly in front of my cunt.

Fuck beautiful, I could just eat you up...

I squeaked as she spread my lips apart with two fingers, her breath heavy and hot against my inner thigh.

Would you like me to do that cariño?

Quickly realizing how desperate I had become in a matter of minutes, I found myself needlessly trying to pull her head closer to me, aching to get her mouth on my pussy, glaring at her with slight annoyance when she wouldn't budge. I was instead gifted with a quick smack to my ass, jolting me forward on the bed in pure shock.

Use your words sweetheart. I can't know what you want if you won't tell me.

Fuck! Please, please mamí. I wanna feel good. Make me feel good please!

Make you feel good?

She smirked devilishly as I nodded desperately.

Oh, I can definitely do that.

She pulled me closer to her face, gingerly placed both of my thighs on her broad shoulders, and pressed her tongue flat on my pussy. Any wiggling I would attempt to do was stopped by her palm on my stomach, her fingers tracing abstract lines all over my skin.

Pussy tastes so good babygirl. Could stay here for hours.

Her tongue wiggled its way inside of me, causing her to groan deeply as I arched my back from how good everything felt.

YES!! Oh my God yes right THERE- FUCK!!

Her fingers had joined in the assault, two of them deep inside of me while her thumb danced along my clit. My thighs began to shake against her shoulders as I felt my climax quickly approaching. By now, her head was resting on my tummy, watching the way my body reacted smugly, skilled fingers practically dragging me to the edge.

You gonna cum on my fingers princesa?

I opened my mouth to moan her praises, but she silenced me with a kiss. She smiled softly at me.

You look so pretty like this mi amor. Go on, cum for me baby.

Her fingers picked up the pace a bit, watching in awe as I began to unravel from her work. With one last swipe of her thumb, my thighs clamped down on her arm, and I moaned loudly as I finally got my sweet realease.

After a few minutes, she gently removed her fingers from me and placed them in her mouth, effectively cleaning them off. Before she could do anything else, I pushed her down onto the bed below her and slotted my face between her legs.

Ready for round two baby?

Always, my love.

[ficnation]

FYI this is me rn:

The first paragraph brought me to tears and I even sent it to my boyfriend and I was like: I'M CRYING, LOOK HOW WHOLESOME THIS IS. And he agreed with me B)

I hope every chapter will be a delicious piece of chocolate for you, and eating it will give you just as much joy as me gifting it to you did!

IT'S A WHIRLWIND OF EMOTIONS HONESTLY. Because they're both grieving and feeling the pain of losing a loved one, Reader's drowning in the guilt of something she couldn't prevent. And they all want to be strong for each other and for Mavey, but it's not that easy. It's a constant battle between letting it all out and swallowing it down to put on a brave face.

Honestly, I'm proud of Reader for knowing better and of Angel for not pushing it. Sex wouldn't fix anything and it'd only create another emotional struggle for both of them. They can comfort each other without it 🙏🏻

I'm so glad you enjoyed it 💖💖💖💖

Chapter 1: The Comfort She Brings

Series: “She”

Word count: 2,1k+

Pairing: Angel Reyes x Female! Reader; Past! Angel Reyes x Luisa Espina

Warnings: SPOILERS for Mayans MC season 5 episode 7, mayans mc typical warnings

A/n: Gosh, this episode hit me like a fucking truck. I have so many ideas for angsty pieces. This is just the beginning of it. Also this is gonna have a few parts because I just love Angel and lil Maverick.

𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐒 𝐌.𝐂. 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

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When Angel comes home that night, holding crying Maverick in his arms, he doesn’t expect to see you there. He steps inside, trying not to panic because Luisa still hasn’t called, and he has that feeling in his gut that tells him something terrible has happened. He looks around, his eyes searching for his woman, but the house is oddly quiet and swallowed by darkness. 

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Break Me Down - Part 14

Pairing: Soldier Boy/Ben x Female Reader

Summary: You’re a private investigator by trade, but now you happily sit at a desk — leading a surveillance team at Supe Affairs. After managing to end Homelander in New York, Soldier Boy escapes custody. You are recruited for the manhunt, joining Butcher’s team.

Truly, you joined the S.A. for the right reasons. But after you become his accidental hostage, Soldier Boy will break down every single one of them…

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AN: Stick around at the end for a special note — new SB fic dropping soon!

Word Count: 6,000

Tags/Warnings: 18+ only! We return to the smut! Plus a healthy dose of fluff, angst, action, moral quandaries, and feels.

 Part 14: Safe House

Jon lied in his hospital bed, frowning hard at a computer screen. His arm and collarbone were broken, along with a few ribs. He had a private room, at least, courtesy of Vought. 

Stan Edgar strode in following a quick knock on the door. 

“Hello, Jonathan. I meant to visit you earlier,” said Stan. Jon stared at his boss, silently simmering. On his laptop played footage of the destruction wrought on the Lower West Side by a major car chase.

“How are you feeling?” Stan asked.

“Why was Black Noir set loose on my wife and daughters?” he seethed through gritted teeth. Damn how the effort of keeping still was almost as painful as moving.

“Ex-wife, isn’t it?” Stan said, raising a brow.

Jon was not amused.

“I gave the order, yes,” Stan acknowledged. “On your eldest daughter.”

Jon was incensed. If he could get out of this bed, he’d very well contemplate strangling the other man. Stan seemed to know it, but considering his personal security guards were standing near the back wall of the hospital room, he also didn’t look worried.

“Why?” Jon asked, genuinely surprised and dismayed. “She’s not a threat.” 

“Soldier Boy kept her for a reason,” Stan pointed out. “She brought him to our doorstep, with the intention of helping him assassinate me…eliminating her was a calculated risk.” 

Jon shook his head.

“But since Noir has failed, we will have to prepare accordingly,” Stan said. 

Jon glared back at him. “You think I’m going to help you?”

“I think you have a job to do,” Stan returned. “It didn’t stop you from breaking your daughter’s ribs, and very nearly her neck.”

Jon faltered, a brief regret weighing his frown. 

“That wasn’t…that was to teach her a lesson.”

Perhaps he’d gone a bit too far, but he’d only been trying to subdue you. To get you to listen to him. But you’d always been stubborn.

Stan broke him from his thoughts.

“I am not being attacked, Jon,” he said. “We are. Your daughter is a part of it.” 

“Marie and Luisa are not. Leave them out of this!” 

Stan merely rose a brow. He folded his hands behind his back and withdrew. He was flanked by his bodyguards as he left the room. 

“Rest up, Jonathan,” he said. “I’ll need you soon enough.”

The master bed was actually pretty comfortable, as you and Ben found out. 

You clung onto his shoulders after both of you were spent. You panted for breath as he held you to him with his solid arms wrapped around your waist. You two were both kneeling, technically, in the middle of the bed.

Your thighs were molded to his hips, and he was still buried deep inside you. But as of yet, you had no reason to move. You were enjoying your vantage point above him, watching him collect himself with closed eyes. 

The simple truth of it was, you’d missed him. 

Even when he was being a stubborn pain in the ass, you hated every moment you had to watch him caged, watching him start to think he may never get out.

Your hands slid around to his back. It allowed you to hold him in more of an embrace as you caught your breath. 

When his eyes opened, you met him with a smile. You slipped your fingers through his sweaty hair. Holding your free hand at the nape of his neck, you pressed your lips above his brow. Then another kiss to his scratchy cheek. His beard had gotten overgrown.

“You need a trim,” you said, letting out a breathy laugh. You kissed his cheek again. Slow, and with purpose. 

Ben let out a sigh through his nose. His eyes closed again at your gentler kisses, your touch. Maybe he reveled in this—being able to hold you back. It felt right. 

If he was honest with himself (and this time, he was), you were somehow able to ease the frayed edges of his mind. Edges that had been starting to unravel in that cell. 

And there were other things too, that he was beginning to realize, but not yet willing to cement in his mind.

So you reluctantly detangled from one another, but remained in bed. The problem was, for whatever closeness you two had just shared…you weren’t quite sure what to do now.

You hesitated to ask him just what the two of you were doing. Mostly because you didn’t want to ruin whatever this was by labeling it. 

So instead, you relaxed against his chest and pulled the blankets over you both. Ben didn’t just tolerate it; he settled a heavy arm across your lower back and over your hip. It made you smile.

“Ben…what do you want from the rest of your life?” you asked. 

You didn’t know what possessed you to ask, but you had to wonder what the end goal was for him, after the issue of Vought was settled. After he presumably kept his end of the deal and retired to South America, or Europe, or wherever he wanted to go, really. 

His hand came up to pet your hair. “I just got some of it.”

You huffed a laugh, hiding your face into his chest for a moment. You couldn’t see it, but Ben grinned at how easy it was to embarrass you, for how wanton he knew you could be.

“Come on, seriously,” you said. 

“Seriously?” he teased. 

“Yes,” you said, despite a giggle.

He let out something of a sigh. Meanwhile, his hand drew lazy patterns up and down your naked back.

“I always thought I had time,” he confessed. “To settle down. Have a family…I actually thought it would be Tess.”

That thought was accompanied by a bitter chuckle. Your brows furrowed in question. 

“Crimson Countess,” he explained. 

“Ah.” You nodded and rested a hand across his lower abs, playing with the thin trail of hair there that led south. He found it strangely soothing, if a hint arousing.

“Was it difficult killing Homelander?” you asked. 

Ben scoffed. “Just chock full of questions tonight, aren’t you?”

You sat up and propped an elbow on his shoulder, so he had to look at you. 

“Not physically. Emotionally,” you said. God forbid you ask him about his man feelings, but you really were curious. 

Ben eyed you with a raised brow.

“I know he wasn’t really your son,” you said. “He was a raging psychopath and needed to go down, but was there a part of you that…was it hard for you?” 

Ben’s mood dimmed as his lips pulled into a frown. “He was a true disappointment. Barely a man.” 

That didn’t quite answer your question, but you thought you could read some of his true feelings on the matter. You didn’t think he regretted killing Homelander. But maybe he mourned the connection he could’ve had with a son. From what he’d said about Crimson Countess, you knew he wanted a real family.

That softened you. You brushed a lock of hair away from his eyes with delicate fingers. 

“He was told he was a god his entire life. That’s what happens,” you said. 

Ben scoffed at that, his gaze cutting away from you. You didn’t know what that meant exactly.  

“And you?” he asked, turning back to you. “What do you want from all this?” 

“Besides my family safe?” you retorted. But then, you considered his words. “I don’t know. I thought I knew who I was before I met you. Now I’m realizing that I can’t control anything in my life.” 

Ben raised your chin, and therefore your face up to him. 

“You can control you. You’ve been doing that since I met you.” His thumb swiped against your lower lip. “Especially this fucking mouth.” 

You smiled. “But you like that though.” 

His lips pulled at amusement, huffing in response. 

“Come on,” you teased. You moved, slipping a leg over to straddle his lap. You delved into his hair with both hands, and he let you tug his head back as he now looked up at you. 

“Admit it,” you said cheekily. “You like my mouth. Talking back to you…on you…and getting you off.” 

All while you spoke, you brushed your lips across his cheek, down his jawline, pressed a nipping kiss along his neck, below his ear. Then you returned to his lips. But you also ground down into his lap, feeling his rising length brush against your wet folds.

He groaned deep as you plied him the way you’d learned to do. And your tongue slipped into his mouth with your next kiss. He gripped your hips tight, wordlessly urging you to lower down into his lap and onto his waiting cock. But you resisted. 

“Say it,” you demanded. 

When he merely smirked, denying you control, you lowered a hand to take a firm hold of his cock. He let out a low hum of pleasure as you pumped him a couple of times, then held him poised at your entrance. 

“I’ll give you what you want,” you said, brushing his lips. “But first, tell me how much you missed this.”

His next breath came out sharp as you squeezed his cock in your hand. You knew you’d find his fingerprints on your hips and ass in the morning, but you didn’t care. Because you were about to fucking win. 

“Fine,” he said, through clenched teeth. “Maybe I’ve been craving this, more than a fix. More than goddamn sleep.” 

Ben’s eyes were dark with lust, and he thumbed at your lower lip. 

“And this fucking mouth. Gets you into all kinds of trouble, baby doll.” 

You smirked and finally sunk on top of him. His cock slid past your folds and bottomed out inside of you, making you shudder and Ben groan in relief. 

You did exactly as you promised. With your hands braced on his shoulders, you moved over him nice and slow. 

Well, nice for you. Torturous for him. 

He cast his head back to the headboard as he fought not to make you move. 

“You’re fuckin’ killing me here,” he growled.

Your mouth curved into a grin. 

“Alert the media,” you said. “We’ve got the ultimate weapon against Soldier Boy: a slow ride on his dick.”

Ben’s rich laugh rumbled out, crinkling his eyes at the corners and making you smile. You felt the impact of his laughter deep inside you, which wasn’t unpleasant. But you had mercy on him and finally picked up the pace. He grabbed a fistful of your hair for leverage while your lovely tits bounced in his face.

Then his fingers slid between you, parting your folds to rub at your clit. It made your hips stutter as you let out a mangled moan. Your inner walls started to tighten around him, earning you another muttered curse. He couldn’t help but thrust up inside you, mostly in time with your movements. 

But he got impatient.

He grabbed your hips tighter and flipped you over, with your thighs wrapped around his hips. 

“The moment I saw you, I knew I’d have you,” he gritted out. “Fuck, just like this.”

You gasped as he pounded deeper inside you. You felt like the bed was going to swallow you up. But you pressed your heels into his lower back and held on for the rest of the ride.

Within moments, Ben spilled into you so hard and fast that it took both of you by surprise. It felt hot and tingling inside you, making you shudder again. 

Thank God for IUDs, you thought. 

And when his fingers found your clit again in time with his last wild thrusts, it was enough to tumble you over along with him.

Afterwards, Ben braced himself on the headboard as a line of sweat dripped down the column of his neck. You grabbed onto his free hand while you caught your breath. His lips tugged at a smirk, his thumb brushing over the back of your hand. 

“And we’re not done,” he said. “Not by a long shot.”

Ben woke to the annoying sound of coffee percolating. A normal man would have slept right through it, but thanks to his sensitive ears, he was up at… 

Christ, it’s 11 in the morning. He noted the digital clock on the nightstand and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He actually slept all night. And all morning. 

Up until recently, that had been impossible. 

He heard puttering in the kitchen, knew it was you because of your soft humming. It drew a smile to his face without him realizing. 

He climbed out of bed, showered, shaved and trimmed off the wilder parts of his beard, and dressed casually with the clothing he found in the closet. Wasn’t a perfect fit, but it would do for now.

This house was also not what he was used to. It was small, and too “suburban dad” for his taste. But he guessed it was better than an underground glass prison cell.

He ventured into the kitchen, where the smell of good food made his mouth water, and the sight of you frying bacon (trying not to get burned by the sparking grease) deepened his grin.

All you wore was his discarded shirt from yesterday, presumably over your underwear as it hung around your thighs, and a pair of slippers you must’ve found in the closet. 

Maybe you heard him coming, because you glanced back over your shoulder and met him with a smile. But it soon edged into a more serious look as you turned and leveled him with your spatula. 

“Okay. I don’t want any smartass remarks,” you warned. “I did make breakfast, because I’m a nice person, but don’t expect this for every meal.” 

Ben raised a wry brow.

“Morning to you too,” he drawled. He rested a hand on your lower back as he looked over your shoulder, surveying the plate of cooling bacon, the pan of scrambled eggs, and the toast ready to be buttered on the counter, next to a jar of strawberry jam. “Looks good.”

You watched him steal a piece of bacon, your lips quirking.

“Is that a thank you?” you asked. 

He purposefully bit into the bacon instead of answering. You gave him a narrowed look, but you were still amused. 

“Even a child can say please and thank you,” you pointed out. 

Ben turned to you then and hooked an arm around your waist, suddenly pulling you tight against him. 

“All right. How about this?” he replied. His head bowed and kissed you thoroughly. He tasted coffee and jam on your tongue. A surprised moan caught in your throat, and you clung to his arms on instinct. Meanwhile, his other hand went to your hip, bunching the material of the stolen shirt.

When he broke from you, he looked down on your somewhat dazed expression and had to temper his smile. He gave you a nice slap on the ass, shocking a yelp out of you. 

You shot him a dry look.

“Is that please, or thank you?” you teased. 

Ben rolled his eyes and kissed you again, trapping you against the counter this time. But he didn’t allow himself to get carried away (yet). He swept back strands of your hair and let his fingers skim across your cheek, feeling your skin warming under his touch. 

He finally settled on brushing his thumb across your bottom lip, meeting your eyes.  

“Thank you,” he said.

It had a deeper meaning, you realized from the gravity of his gaze.

“That fucking bitch probably wanted to put me on ice the second they brought me in,” he said. 

You could only assume he meant Grace. 

“You’re probably the reason that didn’t happen,” he continued. “And that I’m here now.” 

Emotion threatened to choke you, beginning to sting your eyes. You cleared your throat and soothed a hand along his forearm. 

“You made the deal,” you pointed out. Ben shook his head.

“You were right. I want the fucking target off my back, once and for all,” he said. He touched where a smattering of bruises from the car accident colored your temple and part of your cheek with fading purple and yellow.

“But I’m getting it off you too," he said gruffly. "You want a deal? Here it is: no one’s fucking touching you again as long as I’m around.”

Your breath hitched as your heart began to hammer in your chest. You wanted to ask what that meant. You wanted to ask if, maybe, he wanted to be with you. If he…

But you lost your nerve.

“The eggs are gonna get cold,” you said in a coarse whisper. 

Ben smirked. 

“That’s really what you’re fucking worried about?” he asked, shortly before he cut off your would-be reply with a heated kiss. 

Your arms twined around his neck, almost of their own volition. He already had you by the waist, and from there he hefted you effortlessly onto a small clean portion of counter space in the kitchen. His hands burned up your thighs, underneath the overlarge shirt. When he encountered nothing but bare ass, his lips curved against yours. 

“What a naughty girl. You’re out here cooking with no fucking panties on?” 

It was your turn to smirk as you held a hand to his cheek. He did in fact trim the beard. 

“You like that, don’t you?” you remarked. 

His dark chuckle was your answer as he spread your thighs wider. Your breath came out a bit shakier as his hand went smoothly up the inside of your thigh and slipped between your folds. 

“Already wet for me, I see,” he said. His smirk only grew as you whined with pleasure at the invasion of his fingers. First just teasing inside your entrance, working you up. Your grip on his neck tightened, your nails digging into his shoulders. 

“Ben…”

“How many fucking times I gotta tell you to be patient?” 

“Ugh.” You dropped your forehead into the crook of his neck. “You are the worst.” 

His resulting chuckle reverberated in your chest and tingled down into your lower belly. Combined with his teasing, it made your inner walls tighten on nothing from anticipation…until two of his fingers suddenly sunk deep into your heat. You cried out into his ear in surprise. 

“Ben,” you breathed, but it ended on a moan as he finally began to give you what you wanted. His thumb found your clit and circled slowly while he thrust and turned his fingers inside you. You gripped at his hair, holding on tighter and tighter as your walls clenched on his hand. 

“That’s it, baby doll. I gotcha,” he muttered. Though you teased a grunt out of him when you snaked a hand between you to palm at the bulge in his jeans. If he was going to give you a good morning, you’d be sure to return the favor. 

He kept working on you, but with shaking hands you unzipped his pants and aimed to free him from those tight boxer briefs. 

Unfortunately, your cell phone ringing halted both of your plans. It was on the kitchen counter, and it vibrated across the tile next to you. 

Butcher calling…

Both of your heavy breathing accompanied the shrill sound. But when you noticed the caller ID, you gave Ben a rueful look. 

He frowned in annoyance, but he withdrew from you, wiping his hands on a kitchen towel before he grabbed your phone and answered it (even if it took him two or three angry tries on swiping the green button). You put it on speaker. 

“What?” Ben grouched into the phone.

“Apologies for interrupting what I’m sure is a dewy morning after,” Butcher said with all due sarcasm. “We’ve got a lead on Neuman.”

You raised a brow at that. Tugging down your shirt back over your thighs, you answered, “Where is she?”

“She’s giving a speech at NYU this afternoon.”

You frowned. You knew for a fact he hadn’t run that by the whole team. 

“It’s not a good idea to catch her there. Too exposed. Too many people could get caught in the crossfire,” you said. 

“Her next scheduled outing is a fundraiser for the homeless. That any better?” Butcher asked with mock cheer. “At the least the college kiddos won’t be coughing up a lung because their hepatitis A’s on a flare up.”

Ben’s lips twitched at amusement, but your frown only deepened in irritation. 

“You’re unsavory, you know that?” you said, rubbing at your temple. “…Fine. We’ll catch her at the college.” 

“Wasn’t really up for fuckin’ debate,” Butcher replied. “We head out in two hours.”

This isn’t going to be easy, you thought. 

You were teamed up with M.M., Annie, and Hughie on surveillance, sitting in Frenchie’s van on one of the side streets outside the auditorium where Victoria Neuman was giving her speech.   

Kimiko and Frenchie had formed a perimeter with Butcher on the campus. After the speech came to a close, Butcher, M.M., and Frenchie had worked out where Victoria would likely be escorted out to get back to her limo. 

But you forced yourself to take deep breaths. You watched the various camera angles you and M.M. had been able to hook up to the monitors inside the van. On one of the screens was Ben in his full Soldier Boy gear, sans helmet, waiting for his cue.

You felt M.M. glancing at you, and you met his stare. His expression was tight, but mostly stoic. Still, you had a feeling you knew what he was thinking. 

“He can do this,” you said. 

M.M. shook his head and faced the screens. “You think you can fucking change him.”

“No,” you said. “But he just might surprise you.”

You weren’t trying to change him, nor were you trying to free yourself anymore. He’d caught you, in more ways than one. 

Now, you were just trying to help him. And maybe, help yourself. 

“I don’t give a fuck,” M.M. bit out. Annie and Hughie glanced at both of you in thinly veiled concern. You just quirked a humorless smile. 

“I think you do,” you replied. 

“All right, look alive,” Butcher said on the comm. Victoria’s speech was over. She was shepherded off the stage by her bodyguards while the president of NYU got up to make closing remarks. 

She got as far as the hallway leading to the back door of the auditorium before Frenchie and Butcher sniped out her guards. You watched Victoria gasp and flinch at the bullets flying all too close to her. She looked around sharply, but finding no one there, she made a run for the exit. 

That was when Ben ambushed her from the side, grabbing her from behind and shoving her through the door of the next room before she could aim her gaze at any part of him. 

Ben stalked in after her. You adjusted the camera monitors to connect to the science lab they’d burst into. Every muscle in your body tensed as you watched. 

Meanwhile, Ben was wary but not afraid as he kept his shield in front of his face. Victoria raised a hand to a her now bruised arm, but she scrambled in her navy pencil dress and heels to pick herself up. 

She looked up at the supe striding toward her, taking in his head protecting his upper body. So she focused her gaze on his right thigh, making him falter as her power made her eyes roll into her head and blast at his suit. 

The skin underneath was durable though. It felt like a nasty sunburn, one that Ben could ignore. He approached until he could grab her by the hair and turn her face away from him. She cried out, clawing back at his hand. 

He placed his shield onto the holster on his back and got a hold on the back of her neck. He forced her onto her knees while he made her keep looking at the ground. 

“Soldier Boy,” she panted. “Haven’t had the pleasure.”

“Cut the fucking chit-chat. Where the fuck is Stan, that dick tease?”  

He was about to start squeezing his grip, when he was suddenly thrown into the far wall. He fell into a mess of student desks, beakers, and various scientific instruments. 

“Zoe!” he heard Victoria shout. Apparently the woman’s daughter was a supe too. A telekinetic, by the looks of it.

With an angry growl, he picked himself up and shook off the glass from his shoulders. By the time he looked up, Victoria was ushering her daughter out the opposite door. 

Ben ran after them, following them into what seemed to be another classroom. This one was full of students busy taking a test, and a professor grading a large stack of papers. Ben zipped through and ignored the gasps and shocked faces, along with a couple of kids that recognized him and immediately took out their phones. 

He also didn’t care that his elbow knocked the stack of papers to the ground (to the professor’s outrage). 

He bulldozed his way into another empty classroom, where he threw his shield at Victoria’s back. With a cry, she tripped and fell into a desk, and was separated from her daughter.

“Mom!” Zoe cried and reached out for her, but Victoria raised a frantic hand. 

“Stay there!” she shouted back at her. Her attention focused back on Ben. 

She razed at his face and chest with her powers. Ben winced as heat flared across his skin, blistering to the point of second-degree burns on his arm after protecting his face. He strode forward and grabbed her again, this time with a thumb pressing over one eye. 

“You wanna keep your fucking eyes, or you want to tell me where your father is?” he demanded. 

“No!” Zoe shouted. She raised her hands, and a violet glow of energy spread between them. Ben picked up his shield, ready to use it as a projectile against the girl. 

Until your voice sounded in the comm in his ear.

“Go easy, Ben. She’s not the target,” you warned. He hesitated, his lips twisting in annoyance. 

“Zoe,” Victoria warned. His thumb still pressed threateningly against one of her eyes. The other looked up at him, defiant. But her lower lip was trembling. 

“You really want your daughter to be a part of this?” Ben asked darkly. 

You were on pins and needles. While you watched the screen, M.M. glanced at you. 

“We need to do something,” Annie said. She had been antsy the entire time, and when Hughie tried to grab her shoulder, she shrugged him off. 

“We can’t extract the girl without Neuman seeing us,” you said. But you weren’t happy about it. 

Annie gave you an incredulous look. “So you’re okay with that psycho killing a little girl?” 

“Of course not, Annie!” you snapped. “But this is the reality of catching criminals. They rarely go down by themselves.” 

She frowned angrily at you. 

“That sounds like an excuse for murder,” she said. 

There was a tense moment, in which you and Annie stared back at one another. You eventually relented. 

“Okay, go. But stay on standby with Kimiko and Frenchie. They’re outside the classroom, 112B,” you told her. She and Hughie raced out, and you let out a breath while you turned back to the tense scene in front of you. 

“Look, I don’t know where he is,” Victoria said. “We haven’t exactly been on speaking terms.”

“Then get him on the fucking phone,” Ben snapped. 

A tear streamed down her eye, the one that briefly closed, then looked up at him. 

“He’s not a bad man,” she said. “Not…entirely.” 

Ben snorted in response. “Well, aside from trying to replace me with a bullshit knockoff, shipping me off to motherfucking Siberia. He stole from me. My life. And the bitch of the whole bunch, tried to kill me with a fucking clone, with the help of my own DNA. So excuse me if I’m past the fucking point of forgive and forget.” 

“Fine! Fine,” she said, when he started squeezing in earnest. “Let my daughter go, and I’ll help you.” 

Ben glanced up at the girl. She was frightened, with her glowing hands still poised to try and take him out. He still had half a mind to knock her out first. 

“She’s just a kid, Ben. Let her go,” you said in his ear.

After another tense moment, Ben nodded.

Annie burst into the classroom, followed by Butcher, Frenchie, and Kimiko. Annie reached Zoe with a gentle hand on her shoulder, and she shared a look with Victoria. 

“She’ll be okay,” Annie told Victoria, who nodded as more tears slipped down her cheeks. Ben held her firm by the shoulders when Butcher came with a device, no doubt provided by the CIA. It looked like a large metal band that clicked into place around Victoria’s head, covering her eyes. 

Kimiko and Frenchie led her out, while Annie and Hughie did the same for Zoe. Butcher shared an appraising look with Ben, who stared back at him coolly.

Meanwhile, you let out a deep breath. You sat back in your seat and ignored the way M.M. gave you some cursory side-eye. 

Thank Christ that’s over.

Back at Supe Affairs, Victoria gave them addresses to her adoptive father’s known safehouses. Not because they expected to find him there, but because they might find even more material to leverage against him before they attempted to arrest the man. 

 While Butcher and the rest of the team ran down the leads, you and Annie made sure Victoria’s daughter Zoe was put in protective custody, again, with Grace’s help.

Afterwards, Ben was waiting for you in the car that would bring you both back to the safe house. You rode there in silence. 

When you got inside the house and made your way to the bedroom, Ben followed you. It seemed he couldn’t help himself. His arms were crossed, and his face was tight. You waited on him to speak as you started rummaging in the dresser for a shirt and pair of jeans to change into after a shower.  

“I don’t need you yapping in my ear when I’m trying to get shit done,” he said. 

You paused in your search, and you turned to him, raising an incredulous brow. 

“I wasn’t sure if you were going to stick to the plan. Targeted kills only, remember? Zoe wasn’t the target.”

His frown soured. “She hit me first.”

You stared back at him. Then you raised your eyes heavenward, praying for strength. And you let out a breath. 

“She was trying to help her mother, Ben.”

“If you’re grown enough to throw a punch, you’re grown enough to take one,” he argued. 

“You’ve never hit me once,” you pointed out. “Is it different because she’s a supe? Were you really going to kill a child?”

“I never said that,” he said, glaring at you. 

“Would you have killed Ryan too?” you asked.

Ben expelled a sigh of exasperation. “Would you shut up already?” 

“No,” you refused. And you followed him into the living room when he stormed out. “You’re not going to weasel your way out of this. Would you have killed Ryan?”

“I don’t know,” he snapped. “He was Homelander’s fucking kid.”

“And that makes it all right?”

“Yeah, are you gonna say that in a few years? If he turns out just like Homelander, are you going to come crying to me to take him out?”

You glared at him. He was making a valid point you couldn’t refute, but that didn’t change what he was trying to do. 

“You’re unbelievable.” You shook your head and crossed your arms. “You’re actually justifying this.”

“Whether you want to admit it or not, a supe is a supe,” Ben said, raising a finger. “No matter how old they are, they’re a threat.”

“It doesn’t mean a child shouldn’t be protected, Soldier Boy,” you countered. “A life is a life.”

“Hey, if you want to be sanctimonious, good for fucking you,” he shot back. “But don’t tell me how to do my fucking job.”

“I’m asking you to keep your word,” you said. “For both of our sakes.”

That managed to shut him up. With a sigh, you tried to ease up by taking his hand with both of yours, holding it with care. His glove was busted, the skin underneath was red and raw. He allowed it, but he still looked down on you with reserved irritation.

You knew you didn’t have to remind him what breaking Grace’s agreement would mean, for both of you. 

“Just follow the plan,” you implored. “Targeted kills only. No collateral damage.”

After Ben came out of the shower, he went into the bedroom to change with a towel wrapped around his waist.

You were already cleaned up, a messy bun atop your head, wearing a plain shirt and some shorts, and sitting up in the bed with your new laptop. But you subtly watched him move around the room.   

You noticed the burns across his chest. You were still irritated with him, but you couldn’t help it. You set your laptop aside and went to him. 

Ben saw you coming through the large mirror above the dresser. His head turned to you just as you raised a tentative hand near the burns across his chest.

“Does it hurt?” you asked with furrowed brows. Your fingertips were light in touching his chest. 

It did sting, but it wasn’t that bad. 

Still, all Ben said was, “No. They’ll probably be gone in a few hours anyway.”

Your lower lip stuck out a little, like you didn’t quite believe him as you inspected the various burns. 

Ben eyed you. He still couldn’t fucking figure you out. 

He knew you were into him…and evidently, you cared about him. 

Still, you fought him on virtually everything. There were times when you seemed almost disgusted by him, but when he fucked you, you acted like he was the eighth wonder of the world.

Even now, that perfect damn mouth of yours was frowning while your fingers moved delicately over his skin.

“You want some aloe vera?” you asked. 

He knew by your face that you were completely sincere. It made him chuckle. You looked up at him in confusion.

“What’s so funny?”

Not unlike this morning, he picked you up (smirking at your squeal) and set you down on the dresser. His hands rested on your hips while yours laid gently on a non-burnt area of his chest.

“For someone as breakable as you, you seem to be real concerned about me,” he said. “...You’re really not afraid of me, are you?”

Your fingertips ran down his skin, unintentionally raising goosebumps. Though you considered his question with a tilt of your head. 

“Why, are you going to break me?” you teased.

Ben huffed in amusement. His lips drew near yours, hovering but not yet claiming. He wanted you to come to him this time. Wanted you to let him know if this thing, whatever it was between you two, was heading where he thought it was…

And you didn’t disappoint him. 

You reached out and framed his face with both hands, and pulled him into a kiss. For once, neither of you were in a hurry as one languid kiss turned into another. 

Your tongue slipped into his mouth, and he welcomed you with a deep, reverberating hum, along with your thighs slipping around his hips. He took a firm grip of you there, while your fingers carded through his hair. 

“Still not tired of this?” you whispered against his lips. 

He backed off enough to look at you. Really look at you. His brown hair fell above his brows, and as was your habit, you swept some of it out of his eyes. 

You read his answer there without him having to say it in words. 

So you pulled him back in.

AN: 😏 Was their reunion everything you wanted it to be? Let me know in the comments!

(And do you wanna know where we're going next?)

Next Time:

“Good morning,” Stan greeted, raising his mug. “Care for a cup? Perhaps a donut.”

“Still fucking smarmy,” Ben said. He stood in front of the man’s desk, flexing his half-gloved fingers. He glanced up at the walls of this office, this tower in the sky. “We’ve been doing this dance for a long time, you and I.”

“And yet, on entirely different tempos,” Stan replied. “How can I help you, Soldier Boy?”

Keep Reading: PART 15

Special Note:

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[baddestbittyontheblock]

mapi león fic recs

you are responsible for the content you consume‼️

❁⊰ spilling the tea mapi león x fem!reader

❁⊰ one night stands mapi león x reader | 18+., heavy smut, mentions of casual sex, choking

❁⊰ just business mapi león x fem!reader

-a businesswoman reader who is accused of being a golddigger by the team

❁⊰ some days are harder than others mapi león x reader | contains some details of mental health issues and insecurities

❁⊰ socializing problems mapi león x reader | not fluff at all, accidental confession, teenager love, a bit of headcanon, reader being a stupid curious, mapi confessing unintentionally, also mapi being an assertive/passive person.

-You are secretly Mapi's love and you have negative impressions about her.

But that ended when Maria accidentally left her sketchbook on the bench at the locker room.

❁⊰ three is better than one alexia putellas, mapi leon x female!reader | smut

-Mapi invites Alexia to join you two.

❁⊰ disobedience mapi león x reader | smut

-a little blurb/ or headcannons about Mapi being a dom, like what pushes her buttons and what punishments she likes to give out?

❁⊰ everything and more mapi león x reader

❁⊰ the swap mapi león x reader | fluff, suggestive content

-why are suddenly being woken by your cat screaming and not her laying on your chest?

❁⊰ you made your mark on me mapi león x reader

-you fuck up the arrangement

❁⊰ mapi ficlet mapi león x reader

-reader gets sent home from the World Cup through an injury and mapi looks after her

❁⊰ "Go to sleep, I will not leave you alone." mapi león x reader

-reader is a war time reporter assigned to Ukraine

❁⊰ too much teasing mapi león x reader

-reader plays for the lionesses and they have a secret relationship going on, during the euros and the lionesses find out about the relationship and tease her about it

❁⊰ mapi ficlet mapi león x reader | fluffy, mapi being protective

-reader gets injured in the last game of the season for barca and is worried about not being able to play in the wc because of the injury.

❁⊰ shyness is nice mapi león x reader

-a shy and swedish reader. mapi wants to know more about them.

❁⊰ woso couple things mapi león x reader | just mapi dating headcanons, fluff, suggestive content

-If there was one thing Mapi loved most, it was being in your arms

❁⊰ if i was a man mapi león/alexia putellas x readers | talk about the Rubiales case and it's a longer oneshot than usual

-OCs are sisters, face claims are the women in the picture underneath: Luisa Ruiz Moreno is a journalist and is dating Mapi Leon, Elena Ruiz Moreno is a football player for Barcelona and Spain, she's in a long-term relationship with Alexia Putellas

❁⊰ one night stands (pt:2) mapi león x reader | literally just sex and a tiny bit of fluff. Minors dni.

❁⊰ teasing m.león x i.engen x reader

-being taller than Mapi and tease her about it but being shorter than Ingrig and then get tease by her >>>

❁⊰ the kit switch mapi león x reader | implications of intimacy, offhand mention of blood

-“Took you long enough!” You heard someone laugh from across the locker room. Looking up, you saw Mapi standing in the doorway looking adorably smug.

❁⊰ rules are meant to be broken mapi león x reader

-The Spanish national team are in Italy for a friendly, the game just played ended in a 1-1 draw, goals coming from you and Alexia. Both teams had just congratulated each other on a good game of football. The Spain girls now standing with their families. They watch as you and Alexia swap shirts, the later quick to wear yours.

❁⊰ please mapi león x reader

-mapi does CPR on R

❁⊰ powerful mapi león x reader

-Powerful. That was one word you could describe your girlfriend.

❁⊰ collision madness mapi león x reader | mentions of blood, swearing, slight smut implication, teeny bit of playful grop!ng

-in which mapi and the reader are secretly dating, and both play for Barcelona. during a game against real madrid, the reader gets into a nasty collision with the goal post after being pushed into it during a corner. mapi gets extremely protective and angry, earning herself a red card.

❁⊰ mapi blurb mapi león x reader

-mapi x reader where they play each other in the uwcl final. after the game reader asks for mapi’s shirt but mapi is confused as she already has loads. reader replies that she wants to see how good her new colours will look on her. mapi finds out there that reader is joining barca

❁⊰ so it goes (part 3) mapi león x reader | minors dni(swearing, sexual content, phone sex).

❁⊰ like a best friend mapi león x reader | 18+ minors dni, if you don't like butt stuff, do not read this. Cunnilingus, fingering, butt plugs.

-maria buys you a birthday present, then shows you how to use it.

[ssadumba55]

Masterlist: Walt Disney Animated Pictures (Pt. 2)

All my writing for Princess and the Frog, Tangled, Frozen, Big Hero 6, Moana, The Nightmare Before Christmas, Encanto and Mickey & Friends will be linked here!

Imagines full one shots with your favourite Disney characters

PRINCESS AND THE FROG

Dr. Facilier Voodoo (Gender Neutral Reader)

TANGLED

Nothing Yet

FROZEN

Elsa Sixth Spirit (Female Reader)

BIG HERO 6

Wasabi Halloween Movie Night (Gender Neutral Reader)

MOANA

Nothing Yet

THE NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS

Nothing Yet

ENCANTO

Bruno Madrigal From Afar (Gender Neutral Reader) I Don't Deserve Bruno (Gender Neutral Reader)

MICKEY AND FRIENDS

Nothing Yet

Headcanons Headcanons that relate to Disney characters

Encanto Dating Isabela Madrigal (Gender Neutral) Luisa x Reader Fluff (Gender Neutral) Frozen Being Princess Anna's Girlfriend Would Include (Female Reader) Dating Kristoff Would Include (Gender Neutral) Being Kristoff and Anna's Daughter (Female Reader) Being Anna and Elsa's Little Sister (Female Reader) Tangled Being in a Poly Relationship with Flynn and Rapunzel (Gender Neutral) Being Rapunzel’s Serious Body Guard (Gender Neutral) Flynn Rider/Eugene Fitzherbert with Sibling! Reader (Gender Neutral) Being Flynn Rider and Rapunzel’s Kid (Gender Neutral) Mickey Mouse & Friends Dating Mickey Mouse Would Include (Male Reader) Christmas with Minnie Mouse (Gender Neutral) Minnie Mouse and Aroace Reader (Gender Neutral) Princess and the Frog Being in a Poly Relationship with Tiana and Naveen (Gender Neutral) Dating Prince Naveen (Gender Neutral) Dating Dr. Facilier Would Include (Gender Neutral) The Nightmare Before Christmas Jack Skellington and Ghost Child Reader (Gender Neutral) More Jack Skellington and Ghost Child!Reader (Gender Neutral) Misc Princes/Villains Kissing Headcanons (Gender Neutral) Disney Characters Tucking You In (Gender Neutral) Disney Characters Cuddling (Gender Neutral) Spending Halloween with Disney Characters (Gender Neutral) Disney Princesses and their Ideal Partners Pt. 2 (Gender Neutral) Luigi, Flynn Rider, Nick Wilde & Naveen React to Bisexual! Reader (Gender Neutral)

[lawnmowereater]

My requesting rules if u wanna request something.

(If you want a full story please specify, if not, it will probably be in bulleted short sentences.)

What I will do

Smut

Gore

Fluff

Angst

Comfort

One Shots

Character x Reader

Character x Character

Canon x Oc

LGBTQIA+ stories

Drug Usage/Abuse

Alcohol Usage/Abuse

Sh, Suicide, Mental Illness Comfort

Platonic Relationships

Romantic Relationships

Paternal Relationships

Male Reader

Female Reader

Gn! Reader

What I won't do

Pedophila

Smut of Minors

Incest

Non/con

Long Stories ( Like 3 parts max )

Fanbases

👍 = Experienced

🤔 = Not Experienced

🤠 = In Between

Bob's Burgers 🍔

Calvin Fischoeder 👍

Grover Fischoeder 🤔

Felix Fischoeder 🤔

Jimmy Pesto 🤔

Umbrella Academy ☂️

Klaus Hargreeves 👍

Five Hargreeves 👍

Ben Hargreeves ( Sparrow or Umbrella ) 🤠

Encanto 🏘️

Camilo Madrigal 👍

Isabella Madrigal 🤔

Luisa Madrigal 🤠

Dolores Madrigal 🤔

My Hero Academia 🦸

Shota Aizawa 👍

Izuku Midoriya 🤠

Katsuki Bakugou 👍

Denki Kaminari 🤔

Ejirou Kirishima 🤠

Marvel 🦾

Loki 👍

Steven Strange 🤔

Tony Stark 🤠

Mobius 👍

Monica Rambeau 🤠

ATSV 🕷️

Miles Morales 👍

Hobie Brown 🤠

Super Mario Brothers 👨‍🔧

Luigi 👍

Princess Peach 🤔

Undertale 💀

Sans (please specify au) 👍

Alphys 🤔

Undyne 🤔

Papyrus 👍

Frisk 🤠

Lorax 🌲

Onceler 👍

Percy Jackson 🌊

Percy Jackson 👍

Annabeth Chase 🤠

Grover 👍

Nico DeAngelo 🤠

Leo Valdez 👍

Jason Grace 🤔

Piper Mclean 🤔

The Amazing Digital Circus 🎪

Jax 👍

Ragatha 🤠

Ride The Cyclone 🎢

Mischa👍

Noel 🤠

Ricky 🤠

Constance 🤠

Ocean 🤔

It 🤡

Richie Tozier 🤠

Bill Denbrough 👍

Beverly Marsh 🤠

[sleepingdeath-light]

anyone under 18 or that has an ageless/blank blog will be blocked if you interact with any of the content linked here.

listed below is all of the smutty content that i published between the 1st and 31st of october 2023 as a part of this blog’s kinktober event — all organised by date of publishing (or the date they were meant to be published…).

“the power of suggestion” -> mirror sex

scp 953 x cis male reader

warnings : dubious consent, character death

“afterglow” -> sadism/masochism

sam pinkett x cis female reader

warnings : sadist!reader, masochist!sam

“death valley” -> fuck or die

peperoncino cookie x non binary afab reader

warnings : dubious consent

“the concubine” -> getting caught

king!loki laufeyson x non binary afab reader

warnings : distinct power dynamic (royal vs servant)

“in quiet waters” -> consensual somnophilia

captain caviar cookie x cis female reader

warnings : oral sex performed on a sleeping party

“red and the wolf” -> dirty talk

zen / hyun ryu x gender neutral reader

warnings : none

“joyride” -> in a vehicle

asami sato x non binary afab reader

warnings : dangerous driving

“for old times’ sake” -> intoxicated sex

sirius black x cis male reader

warnings : drunk sex acts

“myers’ girl” -> public sex

michael myers (any) x cis female reader

warnings : rough sex, choking, social ostracisation

“the perfect gentleman” -> loss of virginity

alastor x cis female reader

warnings : sadist!alastor, masochist!reader

“like rabbits” -> breeding kink

lucky the rabbit x cis female reader

warnings : none

“baby fever” -> breeding kink [bonus]

jamie winton x cis female reader

warnings : none

“when you’re dreaming” -> wet dream

pure vanilla cookie x cis female reader

warnings : none

“your princess” -> 69

bloom x cis female reader

warnings : none

“the spider’s web” -> rough sex

claude faustus x cis female reader

warnings : sadist!claude, masochist!reader

“gorgeous girl” -> lingerie kink

luisa madrigal x gender neutral reader

warnings : none

“the best things happen in the dark” -> accidental stimulation

loona x non binary amab reader

warnings : public sex acts

“the fall” -> corruption kink

overlord voltari x non binary afab reader

warnings : imbalance of experience

“before work” -> quickie

shang-chi x cis male reader

warnings : none

“an evening meal” -> food play

ariel x male reader

warnings : none

“take a bite” -> blood kink

vampire cookie x non binary afab reader

warnings : blood kink, blood drinking

“a feast fit for a king” -> cum eating

licorice cookie x cis female reader

warnings : none

“a tight fit” -> size kink

kikimora x cis male reader

warnings : none

“becoming hers” -> marking kink

helen bierce x gender neutral reader

warnings : branding, marking, dom/sub dynamic

“thrill seekers” -> extreme water play

jeff the killer x gender neutral reader

warnings : breath play via drowning, extremely rough sex

“a matter of trust” -> breath play

shirou oogami x gender neutral reader

warnings : choking

“her needy princess” -> mummy kink

padmé amidala x cis female reader

warnings : none

“test your luck” -> dominating the domme

alcina dimitrescu x unspecified amab reader

warnings : —

“captain’s orders” -> impact play

captain caviar cookie x cis female reader

warnings : spanking, pussy spanking, slight humiliation

“a taste of heaven” -> dubious consent

ariel conroy x cis female reader

warnings : heavily dubious consent, references to stalking, infidelity (jamie deserves better)

[sleepingdeath-sapphic]

last updated on the 28th of october 2024 <3

listed below is my nsfw one shot masterlist containing everything that i have written across all of my accounts featuring a fem or otherwise non-male character and a fem or otherwise non-male reader insert. (note: although heavy preference is given towards cis/trans fem characters and inserts, neutral, non binary, and other non-male identifying characters and inserts are welcome to appear on this masterlist as well).

crossed out links are pending posts

under 18s and ageless blogs please do not interact with this masterlist or any of the posts linked <3

listed below are nsfw posts only

-> anime / black butler

‘gardening’ ; hannah annafellows x cis fem reader (1.8k)

‘beautiful brat’ ; mey rin x trans female reader (1.1k)

-> anime / demon slayer

‘his smile’ ; amane ubuyashiki x cis female reader x kagaya ubuyashiki (0.5k)

‘dessert’ ; mitsuri kanroji x gender neutral amab reader (0.4k)

-> animated / hazbin hotel

‘smile for the camera’ ; valentino x gender neutral afab reader x velvette x vox (1.1k)

-> animated / the legend of korra

‘joyride’ ; asami sato x non binary afab reader (1k)

-> animated / the owl house

‘lips and teeth’ ; edalyn clawthorne x plus size cis fem reader (0.7k)

-> animated / winx club

‘your princess’ ; bloom x cis fem reader (0.9k)

-> disney / cinderella

‘pampering your lover’ ; lady tremaine x cis female reader (0.8k)

-> disney / encanto

‘gorgeous girl’ ; luisa madrigal x gender neutral reader (0.6k)

-> game / bioshock

‘the lab assistant’ ; julie langford x cis female reader (1.7k)

-> game / cookie run

‘into the deep end’ ; (amab) abyss monarch cookie x afab reader (1.3k)

‘reunion’ ; blueberry pie cookie x gender neutral reader (0.9k)

‘her greatest treasure’ ; chili pepper cookie x cis fem reader (0.9k)

‘greedy’ ; golden cheese cookie x cis female reader (0.6k)

‘her majesty’s collection’ ; hollyberry cookie x non binary afab reader (0.8k)

‘devoured by the dragon’ ; (amab) pitaya dragon cookie x cis fem reader (1.1k)

‘their brood’ ; (amab) pitaya dragon cookie x cis fem reader (0.4k)

-> game / dark deception

‘becoming hers’ ; helen bierce x gender neutral reader (0.8k)

-> game / resident evil

‘test your luck’ ; alcina dimitrescu x unspecified amab reader (0.6k)

‘the next best thing’ ; alcina dimitrescu x cis female reader (0.7k)

-> live action / star wars

‘her needy princess’ ; padmé amidala x cis fem reader (0.9k)

-> live action / bbc ghosts

‘love for love’s sake’ ; kitty higham x cis female reader x thomas thorne (3.4k)

‘a change of pace’ ; kitty higham x gender neutral afab reader x thomas thorne (0.8k)

[strigeist]

Introduction, I guess?

Hi, welcome to my blog! I've been meaning to do this for a while so I'm excited.

I write fanfiction, basically. One-shots, drabbles and headcannons. Requests are more than welcome since I struggle with getting ideas! The fandoms I will write for are:

Encanto

Five Nights At Freddy's (SB only)

Ace Attorney (I've only played up to the Mask☆DeMasque case so keep that in mind)

Identity V

The Arcana

Twilight

I will primarily focus on x readers, but I do have a few pairings I love and will also take requests for pairings.

Below the cut I will add the specific characters I write for and my rules! (I will also be highlighting my faves hehe).

Encanto

Camilo, Mirabel, Luisa, Isabela, Bruno.

FNAF SB

Monty, Freddy, Roxy, Chica, Moon, Sun, Gregory (platonic only).

Ace Attorney

Phoenix, Edgeworth, Gumshoe, Franziska, Von Karma, Will Powers, Ron DeLite, Desireé, Jake Marshall, Mia, Maya, Maximillion Glactica, Luke Atmey.

Identity V

Antonio (Violinist), Luchino (Professor/Evil Reptilian), Joseph (Photographer), Joker (Weeping Clown/Smiley Face), Jack (The Ripper), Percy (Undead), Andrew (Grave Keeper).

The Arcana

Asra, Nadia, Julian, Portia, Muriel, the courtiers (I've heard Valdemar is aroace so theirs will always be platonic, qprs included), Lucio.

Twilight

Edward, Bella, Jacob, Carlisle, Esme, Emmet, Rosalie, Alice, Jasper, Aro, Seth, Charlie.

Rules

No NSFW requests.

Male or gender neutral reader inserts only! You may still interact and request things if you're fem aligned or female, though.

No teacher/student.

No pure angst. I do accept hurt/comfort though!

No themes of racism, transphobia or ableism. Yes, even if it's in hurt/comfort.

I think this is a given, but still. No adult x minor (unless it's platonic), and no incest.

This is more of a warning, but be patient with me, sometimes I write slowly or have a hard time coming up with ideas.

Keep in mind that I'm still, obviously, allowed to deny your request. I will usually explain why and will not be mad if you do request something I refuse, so don't take it to heart!

This also isn't a rule, but you may just ask things through the asks, even if they aren't fanfic-related. I don't see why anyone would do that, but I don't mind!

Last warning: English isn't my first language, so sometimes my wording can be a bit odd or just plain wrong, I apologize in advance and feel free to point the mistakes out.

If you want to request, specify the gender of the reader (or the pairing you want) and whether you want a one-shot, drabble or headcannon.

That's all, thank you for reading <3.

[aparticularbandit]

Hello, potential new friend!  Welcome!

I call myself Bandit, I’m above 30, and I write a bunch of stuff!

Glad you’re here, feel free to check things out below!

General Links:

Tumblr Fic Masterlist

AO3

America Chavez RP sideaccount

Note for Minors

Regarding Asks

Requests OPEN.

Things I Don’t Write:

SMUT

Incest

Graphic Sexual Anything

Fandoms I Write For:

Mrs. Fletcher

Marvel Cinematic Universe:

     WandaVision

     Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness

     Agent Carter

Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery

Jane the Virgin

Who Framed Roger Rabbit

The Tick

Timeless

Puella Magi Madoka Magica

Deputy

Batwoman

Supergirl

Hannibal

X Files

Ships I Write For:

Rose Solano/Luisa Alver

     Tag: Roisa

Agatha Harkness/Wanda Maximoff

     Tag: Harximoff

Agatha Harkness/Eve Fletcher

     Tag: Agave

Agatha Harkness/Ancient One

     Tag: Agathian

Rose Solano/Miss Lint

     Tag: Rosalint

Dottie Underwood/Miss Lint

     Tag: Dottielint

Emma Whitmore/Whitney Frost

     Tag: Frostmore

Peggy Carter/Dottie Underwood

     Tag: Carterwood

Poison Ivy/Renee Montoya

Paula Reyes/Bill Hollister

     Tag: Holla

Agatha Harkness/Agnes Bohner

Kyoko Sakura/Mami Tomoe

     Tag: Kyomami

     I’m extremely picky about requests with this one.

Agnes Bohner/Wanda Maximoff

Agatha Harkness/Agnes Bohner/Wanda Maximoff

Agnes Bohner/Eve Fletcher

Agnes Bohner/Ralph Bohner

     I’m extremely picky about requests with this one.

If a ship is not listed here, that doesn’t necessarily mean I won’t write for it, only that I haven’t yet.

Reader:

     x Agatha Harkness

     x Wanda Maximoff

     x Claire Debella

I primarily write sapphic fic, but that doesn’t mean I won’t write het ships.  I just don’t as often.

I do NOT write mlm ships.

Characters I Write For Not Listed In Ships:

Rhea of Daxam (Supergirl)

Bedelia du Maurier (Hannibal)

Alana Bloom (Hannibal)

Homura Akemi (Puella Magi Madoka Magica)

Jessica Rabbit (Who Framed Roger Rabbit)

America Chavez (Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness)

If a character is not listed here, that doesn’t necessarily mean I won’t write for them, only that I haven’t yet.

Any of the main characters in Glass Onion except:

     Benoit Blanc

     Miles Bron

Glass Onion characters are preferred in fam situations and not as shipping, but I can write shipping maybe.

I primarily write female or nonbinary characters, but that doesn’t mean I won’t write men.  I just don’t as often.

[lucianvoices]

I posted 85 times in 2022

That's 85 more posts than 2021!

60 posts created (71%)

25 posts reblogged (29%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@gamerbearmira

@carlaerosie

@gumbeee

I tagged 20 of my posts in 2022

#dolores madrigal - 4 posts

#luisa madrigal - 3 posts

#julieta madrigal - 3 posts

#julieta madrigal x reader - 2 posts

#mirabel madrigal - 2 posts

#isabela madrigal - 2 posts

#hahaha - 2 posts

#epilepsy - 1 post

#autistic community - 1 post

#adhd things - 1 post

Longest Tag: 25 characters

#julieta madrigal x reader

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Imagine Juileta Madrigal x Reader

Mentions:The Reader is Autistic 

Julieta lets Y/N talk about their favourite Thing alot, She’s also very Patient with Y/N With trying new food textures! She comforts Y/n During a Meltdown

32 notes - Posted January 14, 2022

#4

Epilepsy Awareness Month

Hello Everyone, I Just wanted to come on here and Talk about Epilepsy since it's Epilepsy awareness month (If u Can Pls Put Purple on ur account if u can)

Epilepsy is a central nervous system (neurological) disorder in which brain activity becomes abnormal, causing seizures or periods of unusual behavior, sensations and sometimes loss of awareness.

Anyone can develop epilepsy. Epilepsy affects both males and females of all races, ethnic backgrounds and ages.

Seizure symptoms can vary widely. Some people with epilepsy simply stare blankly for a few seconds during a seizure, while others repeatedly twitch their arms or legs. Having a single seizure doesn't mean you have epilepsy. At least two seizures without a known trigger (unprovoked seizures) that happen at least 24 hours apart are generally required for an epilepsy diagnosis.

Treatment with medications or sometimes surgery can control seizures for the majority of people with epilepsy. Some people require lifelong treatment to control seizures, but for others, the seizures eventually go away. Some children with epilepsy may outgrow the condition with age. --------- I Have Grandmal seizures(Probably one of the deadliest ones) Since this year and I've had Focal seizures since I was a Baby. I have probably almost died 6 times in my life and 2 of them were seizure related(5, and 14) Please check up on your Epileptic Friends, Ask them to take their meds

40 notes - Posted November 2, 2022

#3

Que se fue del encanto..

Mirabel grabbed Antonio, hoisting him on her back before kicking open Luisa’s door and grabbing her hermana mayor by the hand and yanking her out of the room. In the hallway, the two, very confused, family members Luisa and Antonio could see Dolores wrestling Bruno out of a painting in the wall.

With the candle in a small lantern next to her.

“B-But what about the others?!” Bruno whined, falling to the floor as Dolores pulled him up and pulled him along, picking up the candle.

“What have they ever done for you? They’ve only belittled you, and the rest of us. No more Tio! I can’t watch and listen anymore, so I’m taking things into my own hands.” Dolores said as she followed her hija down the stairs to Casita front doors.

“D-Dolores? Mira? Tio Bruno—w-what’s going on?” Luisa frantically asked, taking note to Casitas rumbling tiles.

“We’re leaving. This family isn’t fit for us, we aren’t staying. You have obviously been overworked and used, and I’m not letting it continue. Mirabel has been ignored, I won’t let any of it happen to Antonio. And we’re taking Tio Bruno as well. No more.” Dolores said, ushering them out the door.

Dolores carefully opened the latern and took the candle out, setting it down in front of Casita, backing away for a moment. The house rumbled and rattled, bright glowing gold pouring itself from the house to the candle.

Once it was done, Dolores placed the candle back into the lantern, and pushed the others away from the now inanimate house.

“What happened to Casita?” Antonio asked.

“Casita is coming with us. The magic from it was transferred back into the candle, so Casita will be wherever we go.”

“But where are we going?” Bruno said, no longer fighting against the two girls who had sat onto a cart that had a donkey. With Dolores driving, the others in the back sat as the noticed that their bags had been loaded into the cart, full of what was mostly likely their clothes.

“Away from here,” Dolores sneered, not looking back at the house.

(Part written By @gamerbearmira)

Morning arose in Casita, there was no knocking on doors.. weird, Alma looked at the Window where the Candle should be, It wasn’t there.. “What, Where did the Candle go!?” She rushed outside her door to find 3 Dark doors and The Nursery left open. Antonio, Mirabel, Dolores and Luisa were gone. “what happend..”

Pepa wailed “My Babies!” Félix tried Reassuring her but nothing worked, Julieta And Agustin weren’t in any better state.

“Their Gone, My Sweet Sweet Youngest Babies..” Julieta Was Heartbroken, not only were her two youngest girls gone, Alma didn’t seem to even care.

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44 notes - Posted August 6, 2022

#2

Coco x Encanto AU

Mirabel didn't know where she was, there was a huge bridge with flower petals "Wh..- This isn't Casita.." She proceeded to walk to the first person she saw "Hi I'm Mirabel Madrigal.. where am i?" Mirabel asked the skeleton "You're in the land of the dead.." Hector spoke "How old are you?" He asked "15." Hector stared at her for a few moments, this is the nieta of the Pedro Madrigal "Are you the youngest nieta of Pedro Madrigal by any chance?" Mirabel nodded "My name is Hector Rivera, You're in the Mexican branch, we should get you too the Colombian branch!" Mirabel nodded and Followed Hector to a "Bus" and stepped inside "So how did you get here? the last time some thing like this happened, a boy got cursed-" "La casa Madrigal fell on me"

“Oh.”

45 notes - Posted October 25, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

@c-rose2081 ‘s Flightless mirabel au Refrence to Mirabel being like icarus

61 notes - Posted April 11, 2022

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[untitled-writer-013]

Luisa Madrigal x F!Reader (Spicy HCs)

warning(s): NSFW mentions, possible spoilers for Encanto

Luisa has a bit of experience, that is if you count kissing.

Otherwise, the strongest Madrigal surprisingly has never done it before.

She is most likely a gentle top, mostly just trying to please you and make sure that you enjoy the experience.

She loves to just hold you in her arms while she pleases you, it makes her feel safer because she views you as a fragile doll.

Whenever you finish, she’ll first praise you, and then she’ll run a bath and help you clean up, and of course she would ask if she had been too rough.

She loves it when you reassure her and tell her that you loved every moment of it, because that’s exactly how she feels.

Afterwards, she would ask if she could give you a massage, which you gladly agreed to.

Massages and any other form of physical touch were Luisa’s love language, it showed that even if she was tougher than the Earth’s crust, she could handle something fragile with ease.

All in all, she just loves to treat you the way she sees you <3

~fin~

author’s note: luisa is a big simp for her girlfriend, let’s just clarify that- but in all seriousness, i loved writing this, feel free to request again anytime. and yes, i’ll be sure to not rush so fast out of excitement xD

[ficnation]

Chapter 2: The Guilt She Bears

Series: “She” Word count: 2,5k+ Pairing: Angel Reyes x Female! Reader; Past! Angel Reyes x Luisa Espina Warnings: SPOILERS for Mayans MC season 5 episode 7, mayans mc typical warnings A/n: I’m starting to enjoy all of this angst muahaha

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A few days have passed since Luisa’s death. Angel tries to return to the life he once knew, but it isn’t easy. He tries not to think about Luisa, but the apartment they once shared reminds him of her every second of the day. Every moment he spends there makes it harder not to reach for a bottle of cheap whiskey and the company of another woman.

One day he shows up at your doors, hastily packed bags in his hands as he supports Maverick’s bottom with one muscular arm. Angel’s fist shakes as he raises it to knock on your door. The sound echoes in his ears. He wonders if you’re even home, he forgot to text you before getting in the car, but something in his heart tells him you will be there. You’re always close when he needs you.

As Angel waits, staring intently at the door, each minute feels like an hour. The weight of worry and anticipation seems to become physically tangible. Finally, his impatience wins, and the man reaches for the doorknob, but the door is slowly pushed open from inside before he can make contact.

The door opens just an inch so you can peer out at the intruder with a grimace. You look exhausted, your hair is all over the place, and your eyes tell him you haven’t slept in a while. You give the impression of someone who has been through hell and is struggling to survive. On top of all that, you seem stressed and worn out, ready to give in at any moment. Angel knows he doesn’t look much better, but seeing you like that still worries him.

The grimace falls from your face when you recognize him, and you open the door wider. You see the bags he’s holding in his hands as he stands before you, your expression turning into one of pure confusion.

“Angel? What are you doing here?” you ask him with a raspy voice. You notice Maverick in his other arm. The baby looks just as tired as his father, his big brown eyes drooping sleepily.

“Please, can I come in?” His voice is pleading even though he knows you’d never refuse him that.

You nod, stepping back out of the way to let him in. He can feel your eyes studying him intently as he walks inside. You watch his every move, every breath, and every blink.

“What’s going on?” You grab Maverick from his arms, holding him against your chest as you kiss the crown of his head softly.

Angel heads over to the couch and sets his bags next to it, letting himself fall onto the furniture heavily. He ignores your question for now, and you refrain from asking again, focusing instead on the child in your hold.

“Is he okay? Does he feel better?” you question, observing the little boy. He’s so quiet and tired. You wonder if he can’t sleep without his mommy, if he can sense her absence in his life.

“He’s okay. Just doesn’t sleep well lately,” your friend explains with a deep sigh.

“Oh… poor baby,” you say to Maverick, caressing his soft hair. The child presses his face into the crook of your neck, grabbing your shirt in his tiny fists. You turn your gaze back toward Angel. “What’s in all those bags?”

He doesn’t respond to that question, instead cutting right to the point. “I can’t be there anymore. Everything reminds me of her,” the man confesses, his eyes pleading.

You pause, trying to understand what he’s asking. “You want to... live here?” you finally say, your expression conveying your confusion. It’s not something you had anticipated. It hasn’t even crossed your mind.

Angel nods, shamefully hanging his head. “Please, it’s either you or my dad.”

You bite your bottom lip, noticing how abashed he is to ask you this. Angel has always been so strong and independent that you never expected him to need you this much. Even when he was at his worst, drinking himself into oblivion, he has never turned up to your door asking for a place to stay. Not even once. He was always the one making sure you were alright. But you know the circumstances are different this time.

“Angel,” you begin, and the man sitting on your couch prepares for you to say no. “You know that you’re always welcome here.”

He sighs in relief, some of the tension disappearing from his muscles as he slumps down against the couch. He thanks you wordlessly with an appreciative nod of his head.

“What about your dad?” you inquire, meeting his tired brown eyes.

“It’s not that I don’t want to live with him, but he’s old, you know. He needs his sleep and I don’t wanna be a burden,” your friend explains. “Not that I’m not gonna be a burden to you but—”

You cut him off before he can doubt himself even more and try to explain something that doesn’t need to be explained. “No, no, Angel, you’re not a burden. Trust me,” you reassure him, “you and Maverick are more than welcome here.”

You know their company might help you too. You have been lonely lately more than ever. The nights seemed too long and restless as you kept overthinking every little thing—the guilt swallowing your whole being, drowning you in its darkness. You kept thinking day and night—what could you’ve done to save Luisa, what could you’ve done to take her place and die that night instead of her.

“I’m not sure where I’ll be in a few months. My lease is almost up. But for right now, and as long as you need it to be, my home is your home.” You look down at Maverick, who’s fallen asleep in your arms, the corner of your lips arching as you kiss his head softly.

A faint smile crosses Angel’s face as he watches the two of you together. It’s painful to know his mommy will never hold him like that again—will never kiss him like that again, but he cherishes the fact that at least you’re there for him and his son. You bring them the comfort—the love they need so desperately right now.

“I have a spare room.” Your voice breaks through Angel’s thoughts. His eyes follow you as you step toward the archway and nod your head in the direction of one of the doors across the corridor.

You can feel the nervousness radiating off him when he follows you. He’s uneasy at the prospect of crashing here, at your house. It’s not like he hasn’t been here before—he has—many times, sometimes with Luisa or Maverick and other times by himself, but he’s never spent the night.

“I don’t have a crib, but we can arrange something. Get the one from your house or get a new one,” you offer, opening the wooden door and stepping inside. You make a gesture with your hand to bring Angel’s attention to the room.

He looks around curiously. The room isn’t too fancy, but it’s cozy and bright. There’s a bed, a small dresser, and other minor furniture. The walls are a light blue color, with a few clouds painted onto them to give the feel of a dreamlike peace. You can tell that Angel likes it by the way he takes it all in with sparkling eyes, the corner of his mouth curving up.

“I can bring it. I planned on that,” he admits, scratching the back of his neck, embarrassed. “I knew you wouldn’t have those stuff.” He sets the bags down by the wall, the tips of his fingers trailing over one of the painted-on clouds.

Maverick fusses in his sleep, still cuddled up to your body. You hum softly, caressing his back. “He’s finally getting some good sleep,” you whisper, a smile crossing your face.

“He feels safe with you.”

Angel’s words are simple, but nevertheless, they stir something inside your heart. Something you’ve buried deep within a long time ago.

The two of you remain silent for a few more minutes. You take in the fact that your friend will be living with you, sharing your space—your mornings, evenings, and nights. The thought of it makes you feel peaceful in a way you haven’t felt before.

“We can take out the mattress from the bed frame and place it in the corner of the room,” you propose, making Angel look at you confused. You roll your eyes at him. “So Maverick doesn’t roll off the bed,” you explain further.

“Yeah, that’s smart,” he agrees, nodding his head at your idea. It feels like his mind is somewhere else.

Your eyes soften, and you giggle softly as the realization hits you. Angel’s head is in the clouds, almost literally. “Well, my hands are kinda busy, so you have to figure it out yourself.”

It takes your words a minute to reach the man. He shakes his head and looks at you, confused. You repeat the sentence, and Angel chuckles softly—the tension relieved by a bit of humor. Just like when you first met him, your heart can’t help but soften at the sight of his smile.

“Oh, you’re funny. Just wait until I’m holding Maverick,” he says, moving past you toward the bed.

He kneels down in front of it and tries to lift it up without success. You notice his struggle and almost let out a very unladylike snort, but you catch it at the last second, not wanting to wake the baby in your arms. Angel doesn’t look like he wants to ask you for help—his manly pride is not allowing it in this matter.

Knowing fully well he won’t be able to figure it out on his own—you decide to save him the embarrassment. “It’s attached to the bed frame. You have to reach underneath and pull the elastic loose,” you guide him, amusement in your eyes.

Angel listens to your instructions and reaches under the bed. He feels out the elastic and begins to pull at it. It takes some effort, but he’s successful in freeing the mattress. He straightens up and lifts it off the bed frame, placing it in the corner of the room.

His brown eyes look down at his little son, cuddled up in your arms. “He looks comfy,” he says softly. “He’s still asleep?”

You walk up to the mattress and place Maverick in the middle, the mattress barely dipping beneath his weight. “Sleeps like a rock. Just like his daddy.”

“So small,” Angel whispers quietly, his eyes glued to the boy’s tiny body—to his clenched fists and his small chest, rising with every steady breath, to his round pink cheeks and the little waves of his hair. His little miracle.

You look back at your friend, tears prickling in your eyes. You know you can both see so much of her in Maverick. The resemblance to his mommy was painfully evident. It was hard for both of you to look at his innocent face and be reminded of what you’ve lost.

Angel notices the tears threatening to escape your eyes. He feels responsible, knowing his presence has indirectly brought you to tears. “I’m sorry,” he apologizes in a whisper, his hand reaching out to gently caress your arm.

“No, I’m sorry. I know you’re hurting just as much as I do.” You wipe your tears away with the sleeve of your shirt. You stand straight, stepping out of Angel’s reach and nodding at him in appreciation.

“Do you want to get some rest? You look like hell,” you say, glancing at him.

He still hasn’t taken his kutte off; he looks exhausted and worn down. But he still refuses with a shake of his head. “Nah, I’m good.”

You know it’s a lie, but you don’t push.

“Come on, I will make us some tea.”

You walk into the kitchen, Angel rubbing his temples in an attempt to relieve the headache he caused himself by the lack of sleep and food. You take out two mugs from one of the cupboards above as your friend moves to lean on the counter beside you.

“How are you holding up?” He can easily guess the answer to this question, but he still lets it slip out of his mouth, concern in his voice.

You’ve known Luisa for years; you’ve known her before Angel has even joined her world. The lack of her quiet presence in your life is devastating—sometimes, it just makes you want to blow your brains out. But you know you wouldn’t be able to do that—not when you had people who still loved you and needed you there. And you know Angel is one of them; he cares about you probably more than he cares about himself. The two of you have grown much closer after Luisa’s death. In the span of those few days, you became each other’s lifelines.

“Just getting through, I guess... I miss her a lot.” You let out a deep sigh. “How are you holding up?”

“It’s been hard. Especially—” Angel pauses; he hesitates, unsure if it’s something he should share with anyone. He clears his throat, his voice breaking slightly. “Seeing him… It’s a constant reminder.”

You sense the pain in his words, the struggles he goes through every day. It kills you to hear it. You squeeze his hand in yours for a second, wordlessly showing him your support.

You can tell the conversation took its toll on Angel. He remains nearby, not wanting to leave your side. You fill the kettle and place it on the stove, turning around to lean against the counter next to your friend.

“I miss her,” the man admits; he wraps his tattooed arms around himself. “I still can’t believe she’s gone. I thought I was just dreaming.”

“It’s tough,” you nod in understanding.

“I always knew someday we would have to say goodbye. I always knew that,” Angel continues, his eyes gazing off into the distance. “But I didn’t think it would be so soon.”

He turns his attention to you. You can see that there are so many things he wants to get off his chest, but he doesn’t know where to start. You reach for his hand to hold it in yours, to comfort him. You wish you had the ability to make it all better, but there’s not much you can offer him.

“I’m sorry,” he mumbles out, his voice so shy and quiet you can barely hear him. “I’m sorry that you have to be here for me when I’m like this.”

“I don’t have to do anything, Angel.” You squeeze his hand to make him look you in the eyes. “I want to be there for you.”

You watch as his eyes fill with so much love and gratitude. He looks like he wants to pull you close, hold you in his arms, and cry it all out. But he fights it, trying his best to stay afloat.

“I don’t know what I would do without you.”

“You’d be miserable by yourself. Now, at least you have some company,” you joke, trying to change the topic. It was starting to be too much; you could feel the darkness of guilt crawling up the walls of your brain. You couldn’t save her. You did nothing to save her.

[justanisabelakinnie]

My Luisa x female reader one shot is finally here!

[jmalchanceux]

They realize being in love with you (Headcanon)

Classification: Fluff

Pairing: Dolores, Isabela, Luisa, Julieta and Pepa

Warnings: None, apart from reference to injuries

Word count: +1300

Dolores

- She always listened to you, small noises and few words, you were the quietest person in the village, even quieter than Bruno living in the walls, and the only one she wants and expects to hear, who helps her sleep better or keeps her company in the dead of night while you read in a few whispers before bed;

- But you are a faceless voice, she cannot identify where you are coming from and who you are, you are not someone who has ever asked Madrigals for help or interacts with many people, she could never identify you or track you in the small crowd of residents, which intrigued and interested her the most;

- Then Camilo's 15th birthday party arrived and just like everyone else in the village you were invited, Dolores was curious because she had never seen you before and when you spoke for the first time, loud and clear, she choked and made a cute little noise that got your attention;

- She finally found the mysterious girl with the voice that soothes her days and nights. Then she realized that the strange feeling in the pit of her stomach and the anxiety to hear your voice was more than just curiosity.

Isabela

- You've known each other since you were kids, but you never were exactly close, she always got angry and you ended up out of the games for not playing the way she wanted, rebellious as you are you took revenge on her, starting a war;

- Your cousin, the sweet and perfect Mariano, is the one who forced you two back together, you are his only family besides his mother and the boy wants you and the future wife to get along as a family should be;

- You try to be cordial most of the time but it's hard to maintain your posture when Isabela is testing all your limits and pushing buttons constantly, despite everything you not even managed to see her mistreating the lovely Mirabel, not containing yourself another argument started, one that even Abuela didn't want to get involved in;

- In the end you are too hoarse and angry to realize that Isabela's sash crumbled for a few seconds, seconds enough for her to realize that part of what had happened was pure jealousy of you and that she never felt that way about anyone, least of all Mariano, then she discovered she was in love with her fiancé's cousin and part of her perfect world crumbled into realization.

Luisa

- You used to work in the bakery assisting the big parties of the Madrigal family and in a short time you became Julieta's personal helper, she simply adores you and treats you like one of the family, so you get to know and get closer to the big and famous family of Encanto;

- Especially Luisa, she is rarely at home because she spends the day helping everyone in the village, but the occasional stops for lunch or snacks become progressively longer as you get closer, you usually chat excitedly about something that happened in your respective routines or news that Dolores told about, doesn't seem like it but she loves gossip;

- In a short time you become best friends, in fact she considers you her only friend and shares everything, besides always wanting to help you and feels a little strange when you deny help or you are the one helping her, she is not used to being taken care of by someone (besides her mother's arepas and affection), she feels very strange being on the other side of the table and for not helping you, because you are the only person she really wants to help and longs for;

- And it was at another of the big family parties that she finally noticed, you climbed up the counter to get extra glasses from the kitchen cabinet when the casita decided to give a little help and pushed you into Luisa's arms who was helping, she quickly holds you in her lap like a bride. Her eyes met yours and the girl felt her own heart miss a beat as she struggles not to kiss you right there. Then she realized that she is in love with you.

Julieta

- She first saw you in line for healing, immediately catching the eye of Alma's firstborn as you strolled among the sick showing off your funny twisted arm and bragging about the feat after falling out of a tree. She healed you quickly and had the impression that she would see more of you soon;

- And that's what happened, the following week you were in the sick bay line again, this time with a big cut on your forehead telling everyone how you fell trying to learn to ride a horse, Julieta listened to the story attentively and couldn't stop laughing at how excited you are even though your head is bleeding;

- Your visits became more and more frequent and there is always a different injury, accompanied by a funny story. Then suddenly you disappeared for a few days leaving her worried, even though this means that you have stopped hurting yourself and are fine, she felt selfish but wanted to see you again;

- A week later you reappeared, this time with no bruises or bleeding, just a little pale. Bringing with you a basket of fresh fruit, honey bread and a bottle of wine, a gift for the woman who saved your life so many times. You shamefully explained that you contracted an annoying cold and didn't want to pass it on to anyone, she could only think of how kind and empathetic you are, and silly too considering she could heal you right away and everyone else too despite your defense of not wanting to overwhelm her. Warming her heart in a different way and Julieta instinctively hugged you, in the comfort of your arms realized how much she wants to see you and be able to heal every bruise with kisses and caresses.

Pepa

- Best childhood friends! Since was a child she helped in the plantations of the local farmers, including your family, and that's how you met and became one and the same. The funny part of the story is that she asked for help to cry and make rain, you just kicked her in the knee and then apologized a thousand times;

- As the years went by you became closer and closer and she felt more and more comfortable around you, to the point of showing the deepest emotions that she hides from the world, with you she can create the most beautiful rainbows and the most terrible storms knowing that you don't care. So when you entered adolescence became inseparable, attached at the hip, accompanying each other in daily chores, having dinner together with the Madrigal family and having sleepover parties almost every week, sometimes together with her siblings who adore you;

- Pepa has always been the most precocious of the group, she lost her milk teeth before everyone else, she has always been the tallest, she was the one who gave the first kiss and had the first boyfriend, when you didn't keep up with her the redhead felt strange but at the same time relieved, she is a jealous friend and drives away anyone who comes near you with just a look or a sky changing color;

- Days before your 18th birthday there is a sleepover in her room and you shyly ask Pepa to teach you how to kiss, she was reluctant and tense to imagine why you would want to learn such a thing, but you do it anyway and don't regret. During the kiss she realizes that it was your first and feels deeply proud, in the middle of the night, while you sleep peacefully next to her, she looks at the ceiling, reflecting and trying to understand the weird feeling in the pit of her stomach that says there is something different... she realizes that she has been deeply in love with you since forever.

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