#Ramón Salazar

[chaoticretwtau]

[jinxxparodiesproductions]

Just another day of Lady Dimitrescu objectifying a man

[loboto-bear]

Consider this a warm-up for all the- ahem- Tasteful Art I’m going to be doing in October

Have a Ramón 🍷

I did draw the original version of him as well, but I’m tired and sad, so maybe I’ll post it another time

[rottenboyzz]

I think I see a pattern in my tastes

[starleska]

Ramón Salazar is so funny because no matter what version you're looking at if you say 'he's twenty' everyone goes 'he's WHAT'

[crispy-dib]

Started watching Outlast Trials gameplay bc Ive seen enough posts that r telling me my Salazar-loving ass will also love Franco Barbi. Don’t warn me of SHIT Ive been an Outlast fan since I was 14 I know how it goes here JDHSHS

[blueberrypancakesworld]

Can you please do something sweet about reader applying Ramón Salazar's makeup for him? Basically reader pampering him 🫶🏻

Let me help you my darling

Ramón Salazar x wife!reader

warning : fluff, comfort, kiss, tiny tiny angst, no use of Y/n

info : Thank you very much for the request dear to write for our sweet lord was once again a pleasure i hope you like this little one-shot

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In the days of the high times of the house and the Salazar family everyone loved the overlord family, appreciated them for what they did, for the generosity and help they gave to their people.

A family with generations of service, honour and loyal followers behind it, but as time goes by, everything cracks, and a crack that has run through the newest lord for almost more than twenty years has been nothing but flaws from his birth and everything his family has not stood for.

Ramón was reminded of this every day, whether it was his lack of masculine handsomeness, his body too small to be taken seriously or his cruelty as he was rumoured to be and even his personal servants kept as far away from him as possible.

The people who were left turned their backs on him and everything he owned was in danger of being covered in dust except for the day he met his future wife at the annual aristocratic meeting held by the noble houses so as not to remain in contact with each other. the secrets of the families were something that was only given to the blue bloods.

There in her seat the long dark dress a soft smile she had looked at him had not dared to get close to him like the others, she had stayed with him had kept up correspondence with him and now a few moons later as winter turned to spring it had been months since the bells of the tower had rung for the wedding they were together the house of Salazar.

Ramón Salazar the Castelan and his wife the Lady of the Castle Salazar had taken after him with pride and joy, their lands were still hers but her task was at his side and it seemed as if his house, the future he had dreamed of, was within reach.

If there weren't the days when he was reminded that even with love by his side he was still him, a wayward boy with no parents and no security and above all someone who looked hideous to the nobility.

,,Are you not well, darling? Shall I tell the servants to make some soup?" he heard her anxious voice as she came into his room, breakfast still untouched when it had been brought to him hours ago. they were supposed to have a little nap together in the garden and read through the library together again but he hadn't turned up.

She saw that he was standing in front of his mirror, he seemed to be standing there the whole time just looking at her, but she saw the tension, saw that he could hardly look at himself and above all that he wasn't wearing his make-up.

,,Excuse me…but I think it's better if I stay here, dear‘’ she heard his voice quietly, almost barely a whisper, as he didn't want to turn to her, he hated it too much when she saw him like that.

Those looks, the past, she knew a little about it but it didn't matter to her, she hadn't made him her husband for that, ,,Don't Ramón my dear, please look at me," she replied, her hand holding his, slowly turning him round, looking at his face without make-up, the small scars, the faded pocks and the trembling lips as if he had been crying and yet she saw a neglected lord who really only wanted recognition and goodness inside.

Her hand held his while her other stroked his, gently at first as he flinched back but when she placed a gentle kiss on his forehead and a ,,Let me help you…you know a Lord-no the Castellan of Spain should always come forward with pride and honour" she reminded him, the words his mother had once said, the words the etiquette every nobleman should abide by.

It took a moment before he moved, a quiet ,,Thank you dear" came from him and he clasped her hand more firmly, placing a chaste kiss on the back of her hand before sitting down on the wooden and gilded chair and handing her the make-up in the golden jar.

Smiling at him, she took the cotton pad in her hand, knowing how he liked it, how he looked best and how he had equalled his ancestors more than two decades ago, ,,Of course you can do it best, but I allow myself to show how well I care," she murmured, dabbing the white cream on his cheeks and watching the ‘grotesque’ of him slowly disappear.

Little by little she applied his make-up always hearing a compliment whether it was her dress, her hairstyle or just the devoted look in her eyes her husband always came up with a new word to make her smile, she came closer to him as she took care of his hair spreading the white powder in it.

His hands gently placed on her hips he smiled at her warmed cheeks, ,,I care about your closeness my love such a touch shouldn't be strange to you" he murmured and kissed her wrist seeming to feel her quick ouls which she only returned with a smirk and tried to pull away from him.

She was about to pull away when he grabbed her wrist and she looked back into the face she had seen at the meeting, a small smile highlighted by the pink lipstick, the white encrusted hair and a calm voice.

,,My heart beats faster and faster knowing that I know you as my wife…I am once again in your debt my love" he brought his hand to meet her, stroking the gold wedding ring before pulling her into a soft kiss, smiling as her own lips were slightly pink from his make up before the lady hooked up with her lord and the two of them could finally enjoy a picnic together in the garden.

Because no matter what came no matter how low she would sink they were a light to each other that would be fuelled by their love for each other and together they would do anything.

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@goldenponcho , @xgrisleyx , @ghostssi @xboxjuice

[ghostsghoul]

im ovulating so bad ramón salazar looks like a snack

🤤🤤🤤

@angelstargel 🤤🤤🤤

[offical-ouroboros]

U woke him up.

[betelblyanyaart]

Как за каменной стеной Оригинальный Рамон в шмотках ремейка ля

[kirlias452]

For @ghostssi

Ramon Salazar Dating Headcannons

● Loves doing ballroom style dancing with you when the two of you are at functions/parties.

● He’d let you lay your head on him if you’re ever tired.

● Will hold your hand wherever you go.

● Would spoil you here and there (eg. Dress you in the most fanciest of clothes, have you wear expensive jewlery, ect.)

● Calls you his ‘dearest’, ‘my dove’, or ‘Mi amore.’

● Will have his henchmen at the door of any room the two of you are in. He doesn’t want any unwanted being with you and him in the room you’re in.

● Will kiss your hand on occasion.

● Ramon may be a bit strict from time to time, but he hold you in a special place inside his heart.

[thatoneartistinthecorner]

Resident Evil 4 where everything is the same except Salazar is tall.

[dinjoyer]

C’mon Ramón he cant help being humongous 😓

[diesarah0]

How is he not a tumlr sexyman yet??😳

[starleska]

couldn't hold it back any longer!!!! Ramón Salazar is just so…kljhghlkn 🥴💖💖💖 please don't judge me i love fancy evil bastards-!

[crispy-dib]

I tried but also this is shitposted to hell.

CW: suggestive audio