#SHES BABY I LOVE HER I LOVE YOU TE AMO MARI

[seariii]

"You wont snitch that I'm here if I give you one......right? Let's just keep this between us"

Of course I won't snitch, you can stay as long as you need, be my guest<3

*curtains courtesy of Moradita as to help her hide*

[bambirex]

So, I finished two assigments today, and inspiration for writing hasn't hit yet but I'm a bit bored, so I decided to share some interesting facts about my fics that no one asked for:

Bed of Roses, Pleasure Cruise, my very first fanfiction, wasn't supposed to be posted. My ex of 1,5 years dumped me, and I wrote this as a sort of therapy, just for myself. I thought "hmm, not enough genderbent Queen, especially genderbent!poly!queen... Eh, you know what, I'm just gonna write it myself, for my own entertainment!" So, I wrote this on my old laptop, in a word document, hidden from anyone else. I only wrote it in English, because I was getting a little rusty and wanted to improve my skills. I had about eight chapters done before I decided to create an ao3 account, and posted the first chapter to see the reactions- which were all super positive! At the beginning, it was meant to be pure smut and nothing else, but seeing how incredibly immersed my readers were in the characters and their relationship, I decided to give it some more depth in the end. It was also meant to contain a random pool party/pool sex chapter, but I didn't know where to fit it in, so that got lost in the ether. 😂

When it comes to my one-shots, or fics submitted to a fic event, My Baby Does Me Good is my least favorite I've ever written. I think this was the most boring, subpar fic I ever churned out- which is incredibly surprising, considering how popular it was! 😃 Funny how that is.

A Miracle On Earth had two, pretty funny accidents. One, it wasn't meant to be modern au- I had to add the tag after realizing that I had Jane accidentally use a mobile phone in the first chapter. In retrospect, that was for the best- after all, how else would Freddie and Jane be able to have a baby through artificial insemination? I think the early chapters of this prove that I definitely needed a lot of time to improve as a writer. Two, I couldn't come up with a name for fem!Joe Fanelli - my stupid ass forgot that 'Jo' exists, and the only thing that came to mind was Jenny. Now, she is stuck with that one for good. I also intended for Jimercury to only have one kid- but for some inexplicable reason, I decided to give them a second one, through adoption. So, Gabriel Mercury-Hutton almost never existed.

The Garden Lodge Family Shenanigans series - after AMOE- was born as a sort of spite fic. I felt incredibly down after seeing how little comments AMOE got, but I was super invested in that AU, and I was like "fuck it, I'm gonna continue to beat a dead horse, and if people don't care, it's their loss!" This was probably my healthiest attitude in terms of fic-writing, like ever 😂 also, the responses so far were incredibly positive, so I'm glad I didn't give up!

If I talked about my least favorite fic, I need to mention my absolute favorite one-shot I've ever written, which is Thank God It's Christmas. I consider this a christmas gift for myself, as I was in a festive mood, and I love the OT5 (and I was a bit horny... Ahem). Once again, funny how this goes, because despite how much I loved writing this, it definitely didn't become as popular as I hoped 😂

Waiting For The Skies To Clear is the longest one-shot I've written so far, over 10.000 words. Despite that, I had it done in about one and a half hour- the words just kept flowing. This fic was one of the easiest for me to write, even though it was super long and quite heavy, too.

I actually considered writing Te Engemet, Én Tégedet fully in Hungarian, before realizing the odds of Hungarian Queen fans who are also into genderbending, is... Quite small 😂 So, I decided to have it available for anyone, instead. It was also the only fic where I literally cried while writing it, not just tearing up, but full on sobbing lmao

I almost gave up Keep Yourself Alive so many times, you have no idea. I absolutely had zero idea about where I wanted to go with that fic, and writer's block kept hitting me. But I powered through! I almost ended up writing the attack against Freddie as successful, but then I refrained, because I couldn't make myself do it, and I also peferred a happy ending.

I know it sounds horrifying in retrospect, but originally, Funny How Love Is wasn't supposed to contain The Clique. I brought them in for extra drama, and they soon became favorites, both to myself and my readers. I also considered going down the poly route, but changed my mind pretty quickly.

Can't Get No Relief, Lord was almost never born. I desperately wanted to write something for the Freddie Mercury Weekend, but I wasn't sure genderbent fics would be welcome. I also came across an influx of hate comments by the so-called "" "" "Freddie fans" "" "" ", and I didn't feel like dealing with that. If it wasn't for @a-froger-epic and her encouragment, I never would have written this. Also, writing this fic tore up a few wounds and brought some of my nasty internalized lesbophobia to the surface, so I was a wee bit depressed after finishing it. This fic is the only one that doesn't contain a wlw pairing.

Better Sit Back And Go (With The Flow) was originally meant to be much more light-hearted. I was considering writing about old Maylor babying the shit out of Addie Lambert, but then I went down a much angstier, heavier route- mostly because I was feeling down that day, and that was how I coped.

I don't want to spill too much, as this is is still a work in progress, but I hadn't even meant to write Deep Like The Sea just yet. But then Maycury Week came, I wanted to participate but had no other ideas, so I pushed the idea to the front. Delilah was meant to be some kind of smaller fish at first, but then I realized a dolphin would work much better.

Also a WIP, so I'm trying not to share too many spoilers, but Written In The Stars changed so much as it progressed. When I came up with the medieval Jimercury idea, I meant to have Jane as Freddie's handmaiden from the get-go, and no Phoebe and Jenny. I literally changed all that as I sat down to write the first chapter. I was also considering adding the other King girls, but I realized they wouldn't fit into the story too much. Paul was originally meant to be male!Mary at first - but even though I'm not a big fan of her, that would have felt a little too ooc, and decided to have Paul as my villain. It was also meant to be around 20 chapters, and yet, here I am at 47 chapters already 😂

And, lastly, most of you already know this, but Lilies of The Valley is based on a crazy dream I had after re-watching The L Word.

[ahtohallan-calling]

what makes up love | a fluffy kristanna modern au one shot | rated t, 1.7k

Kristoff Bjorgman will be the first to admit that he knows hardly anything about love.

Still, even he can recognize that it’s a good sign when the pretty girl from Comp II-- Anna, the A round and full like he’s never heard it said before-- agrees to go on first one date with him, and then another, and now a third. And she was the one who suggested seeing some new horror movie about witches or something, and at first Kristoff had thought she only grabbed onto his hand out of fright, but now they’ve come out of the theater and into the rest of the mall and she still hasn’t let go, and he doesn’t think he’s ever smiled this big.

They’re wandering in the general direction of an escalator, exchanging commentary on the movie and whether it was as good as the first five in the franchise, when Anna comes to a sudden halt. “Oh! I forgot I had a Sephora gift card, I…” 

She bites her bottom lip, and if he wasn’t already dying to kiss her by now-- well. “Do you mind if I run in? You can wait out here if you want.”

Kristoff feels his brows pull together. “Do you...not want me to go in with you?”

“No! No, not at all,” she says quickly, and now both of her hands are on his. “It’s just...I don’t know. I heard people say before their boyfriends don’t like to go in there.”

Boyfriend-- they haven’t talked about that yet, but both of them blush. “I don’t mind,” Kristoff assures her. “I mean, I just care about hanging out with you. Doesn’t really matter where.”

She lights up as if he’s just promised to take a trip to Pluto and come back with an armful of stars for her. “I’ll be fast,” she insists as she leads him in, her fingers still clasped tightly around his.

Eventually she does let go so she can touch some glittery stuff and rub it on the back of her hand, concentrating hard on it. Kristoff considers asking her if it’s really supposed to go there before thinking better of it and letting his gaze wander around the rest of the store.

He accidentally makes eye contact with the only other man in there, who nods in the direction of a woman Kristoff assumes is his wife and rolls his eyes exaggeratedly. Kristoff doesn’t break eye contact with the man as he says, “Hey, Anna?”

“Yeah?” she asks, turning around and peering up at him.

“I think you should get...that one,” he says, finally glancing down to jab his finger at a row of lipsticks. “It would be really pretty on you.”

She beams. “Do you really think I could pull that color red off?”

“You could pull anything off.”

A moment later, there’s a slight pressure on his shoulder; he glances down just in time to see her using it to keep her balance to rise up on her tiptoes and press a quick kiss to his cheek. “You’re sweet,” she says, her eyes shining. “But that one’s sixty dollars.”

“Oh,” he says, feeling stupid until she takes his hand again and leads him right past the other man, just in time for Kristoff to hear him say, “Hey, honey, what about that one?”

---

Three months in, there’s still a hell of a lot for Kristoff to learn about love-- namely, if it’s still too soon for him to tell her how he feels-- but he’s proud to say he’s already sort of starting to become an expert on all things Anna. Her favorite fruit is strawberries, her favorite class this semester is Painting I even though she’s never really done art before, and she goes to yoga once a week with her sister even though she always gets the giggles and everyone glares at her. She’s a Cancer and an elementary ed major and she lived in Norway until she was fifteen. That’s when, he found out on date number six, her parents died suddenly; her sister had just started school at the university, full ride scholarship on track for med school, and so Anna had packed her things and joined her, and they’d lived together in a little yellow rented house ever since.

(“Sorry to be a downer,” she had said sheepishly after explaining how she’d ended up here.

“Don’t be sorry. I wanna know all about you. And anyway, I’m an orphan too-- well, I was, ‘til I got adopted. So I kinda get it,” he’d explained, and then her eyes had gone all soft and just a little shiny and she’d spent the rest of the night snuggled up against him paying no attention to the notes she was supposed to be studying.)

But there’s one thing he still doesn’t understand.

“Anna,” he says, frowning, as he lets himself in through the front door she leaves unlocked for him every Saturday night, “why do you put that stuff on your face?”

“It’s a face mask!” she says cheerfully.

“Yeah, but...what’s it for?”

“It cleans up all the stuff in your pores.”

“Doesn’t it feel...slimy?” he asked, tilting his head as he tries to understand what makes her so happy about smearing green goop all over her face.

“Kind of. But in a good way. Wanna try it?”

There’s another thing he’s learning about Anna: when she bites her lip like that and struggles to meet his eyes, it’s a chance to do something that’s going to make her really happy even if he doesn’t get why it’s a big deal. And so he shrugs and says, “Sure, why not?”

He does have to admit that the mask does feel pretty good. But what feels even better is Anna’s fingers brushing carefully against his skin as she smears it on, and when she giggles and leaves one spot bare so she can lean in and kiss his cheek, and then she settles herself on his lap and leans back against his chest and says, “Now we wait ten minutes. Whatcha wanna do?”

Thank God this green stuff doesn’t go on his lips.

---

“I have a huge favor to ask,” Anna says breathlessly the moment he lets her in the door to his apartment. “Like, really really really big, and if you say no--”

“Baby, when have I ever said no to you?” he asks, and she pauses just long enough to tug him down by the collar so she can kiss his cheek.

“Okay, yes, true, but this time it’s a really big one.”

“Why don’t you say what it is first, and then I’ll tell you if it’s actually a no or not?”

She bites her lip. “You know how it’s like, her white coat ceremony tomorrow?”

He does; he agreed to go not only because he loves Anna, but because, as it turns out, Elsa might be the only person on campus who loves hockey and cheese fries as much as he does, and now, second only to his roommate-- well, and Anna, obviously-- she’s his best friend.

He nods, and she releases her bottom lip with a sigh. “I told her I’d do her makeup. But then I realized I’ve never done it on another person, and all my friends are busy studying for finals, and I know you are, too, so I’ll be fast, and I promise I won’t like, take pictures or anything, or--”

“Anna,” he interrupts, “are you trying to ask if you can practice makeup on me?”

“I know it’s a lot to ask, so I get it, and if you say yes I super owe you one--”

“You don’t owe me anything,” he says, sitting down in the kitchen chair. “Just make sure we’ve gotten it all off by the time Sven comes home.”

“Is that a yes?” she asks hopefully.

“I mean, considering you kept me stocked up on Gatorade and saltines all last week after I puked in your car...I don’t think I have any room to say no to you right now.”

They both know he wouldn’t say no anyway, especially considering that now he actually sort of looks forward to what Anna calls Spa Dates and he calls “letting you put that stuff on my face and kissing until it’s dry”. 

This takes a lot longer than the face masks, and it’s a hell of a lot ticklier. “Kris,” Anna whines when his eyelids keep fluttering. “You gotta hold still so I can do your crease.”

“My what?”

“Don’t worry about it. I’m making it beautiful. Or at least I’m trying to.”

He holds his breath, and that seems to help. The mascara she has him do himself-- “so I don’t jab your eye out, ohmygod, how bad would that be?”, which then makes him wonder if he’ll jab his own eye out.

Thankfully, he doesn’t, and she reassures him it was only the eyeshadow she needed to practice, anyway, and so a moment later he’s done. “Oh,” Anna sighs, “that came out better than I expected. Wanna see?”

“I don’t know. Do I?”

She laughs and fumbles through her makeup bag for a mirror. “Here.”

He looks, and while it’s certainly not a look that works for him, he’s pretty sure she did it right, except that the black stuff went past the corner of his eye, is it supposed to do that? 

When he says as much, she laughs and laughs until she can’t breathe. “I love you so much,” she gasps, wiping tears out of the corners of her eyes.

He doesn’t really get the joke, but then she thanks him with a kiss and a makeup remover wipe, and he figures it’s best to move past it, especially when he can hear Sven’s keys jingling in the door.

---

He’s seen her now with glitter all over her face, and with bright red lips, and with fake eyelashes that kept falling off, and with Halloween makeup that made her look like a zombie.

But this, he thinks, is when she looks the prettiest.

He scoots closer across the mattress and kisses the tip of her nose. She scrunches it up, and he laughs and kisses it again, and then her cheeks and her forehead and the top of her head until at last she sighs and opens her eyes.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he says softly, and the smile she gives him could light up the whole damn world.

----

a/n:

this is something silly i did for mariana, olá mari eu te amo

thanks laura and rhianne and gabi and molly for your help!!

[pr-ay-the-gay-away]

South Of The Border

Ok, first off: Camila’s vocals on this track are EPIC.

Now that that’s out of the way

So the pronouns on this track are male but honestly that means NOTHING because:

I love his lips 'cause he says the words "Te amo, mami, ah, te amo, mami"

We know that whack-ass chauvinistic Z-list fraudulent scam artist piece of forgettable trash wouldn’t and couldn’t speak Spanish for shit

There’s also the Never Be The Same throwback line:

Mmm, green eyes, takin' your time Now we know we'll never be the same

And as we’ve already proven, NBTS was first performed months in advance of Ewmila’s supposed first meeting(s). Plural, because they tried to push two different narratives for when Ewmila met. Remember that the original narrative that they were pushing for most of 2018 was that Ewmila met in January 2018, and then they went and changed the narrative in a completely rubbish Marie Claire write-up published in November 2018, where they then claimed that Ewmila met in September 2017 and tried to insinuate that NBTS could have been written about Ew. A fucking STUPID ASS basic AF fake as SHIT narrative. We have videos recorded of NBTS being performed live from June 2017 and the song would have been written and produced in advance of of those live performances as well. Stupid fucks.

Ewmila is an even worse, broken AF narrative compared to Shonmila

It’s just that Shonmila shippers a bit more annoying - but do you know WHY that is? It’s because Ewmila doesn’t HAVE any shippers. They have street team stan accounts and astroturfing accounts that pretended to ship Ewmila. These accounts either SHUT DOWN or altogether jump shipped to Shonmila literally THE DAY after Ewmila were publicly reported to be over and the Shonmila narrative officially began (coincidentally with the release of Señorita)

So watch these Shonmila shippersastroturfers and street team stans go on that complete dumpster fire of a platformTwitter to try and relate this song to Ew as Camila’s ex, because that’s what they’re going to be told by Roger to do. Well don’t fucking let them get away with it.

Anyway, let’s flip the pronouns on this song and fix it

[Verse 1: Lauren Jauregui] She got the mmm, brown eyes, caramel thighs Long hair, no wedding ring, hey I saw you lookin' from across the way And now I really wanna know your name She got the mmm, white dress, but when she’s wearin' less Man, you know that she drives me crazy The mmm, brown eyes, beautiful smile You know I love watching you do your thing

[Pre-Chorus: Lauren Jauregui] I love her hips, curves, lips say the words "Te amo, mami, ah, te amo, mami" I kiss her, this love is like a dream

[Chorus: Lauren Jauregui] So join me in this bed that I'm in Push up on me and sweat, darling So I’m gonna put my time in And won't stop until the angels sing Jump in that water, be free Come south of the border with me Jump in that water, be free Come south of the border with me

[Verse 2: Camila Cabello] She got that mmm, green eyes, givin' me signs That she really wants to know my name—hey I saw you lookin' from across the way And suddenly, I'm glad I came, ay! Ven para acá quiero bailar, toma mi mano Quiero sentir tu cuerpo en mi, estás temblando Mmm, green eyes, takin' your time Now we know we'll never be the same

[Pre-Chorus: Camila Cabello] I love her lips 'cause she says the words "Te amo, mami, ah, te amo, mami" Don’t wake up, this love is like a dream

[Chorus: Lauren Jauregui & Camila Cabello, Lauren Jauregui, Camila Cabello] So join me in this bed that I’m in Push up on me and sweat, darling So I'm gonna put my time in (Time in) And won’t stop until the angels sing Jump in that water, be free Come south of the border with me Jump in that water, be free Come south of the border with me (Rrrat)

[Bridge: Lauren Jauregui & Camila Cabello] Flawless diamonds In a green field near Buenos Aires Until the sun's rising We won't stop until the angels sing Jump in that water, be free Come south of the border with me Jump in that water, be free Come south of the border with me

[Verse 3: Cardi B & Camila Cabello] (Bardi, uh) You never live 'til you risk your life (Life) You wanna shine, you gotta get more ice (Ice, ice, oh) Am I your lover or I’m just your vice? (Woo, yeah yeah) A little crazy, but I'm just your type (Okurrr) You want the lips and the curves, need the whips and the furs And the diamonds I prefer, and my closet hers and hers, ayy You want the lil' mamacita, margarita (Margarita) I think that Lauren got a lil' jungle fever, ayy (Woo!) You want more then? (You want more then?) Sound borin' (Sound borin') Legs up and tongue out, Michael Jordan, uh (Uh) Go explorin' (Woo, woo), somethin' foreign (Skrrt, skrrt) Bust it up, a rain forest, it be pourin', yeah Kiss me like you need me, rub me like a genie Pull up to my spotted Lamborghini 'Cause you gotta see me, never leave me (Never leave me) You got a girl that could finally do it all Drop a album, drop a baby, but I never drop the ball, uh

[Pre-Chorus: Lauren Jauregui, Camila Cabello, Both] So join me in this bed (This bed) that I'm in (That I'm in) Push up on me and sweat, darling (Oh no, no, no) So I'm gonna put my time in And won't stop until the angels sing Jump in that water, be free Come south of the border with me Come south of the border, border (Hey) Come south of the border with me Come south of the border, border Come south of the border with me Jump in that water, be free Come south of the border with me Jump in that water, be free Come south of the border with me

Now that that’s fixed, are we ready to acknowledge that the production on this track is derivative of Ed’s “Shape of You”? Yes? Yes.

[obfuscateyummy]

Watch Your Back part 5

Hi Hello.

So, part 5 is here and ready! It’s getting...interesting.

Thank you call for your continued feedback because you don’t know how much it means to me. Seriously. When I am having a bad day, I go back and read your feedback. When I get writers block, I go back and read your feedbacks. It means the world to me

Special shoutout to Mari (@whatmarisays)  for helping me think of the name for their kid. ily hun!!!

Okay. I wil stop being so sappy. 1,558 words on the next morning. Here we go!

Your eyes opened and shut a few times before you felt a soft touch on your forehead. You looked up to see Rafael’s green eyes looking at you. “Good morning, Cariño,” Rafael said.

“Morning,” you sleepily moaned. “Were you watching me sleep?”

“Only for a few minutes,” He kissed your forehead. “I see Macee made it back in here,” Rafael said as he moved her bed head out of her face.

“Yeah,” you said still trying to wake up. “Can you take her?”

Rafael moved Macee’s head off your chest and lifted her over you and onto his chest. “Of course, everything okay?”

“I just have to pee, Rafael.”

You exited the room, and came back to see Macee still asleep on Rafael’s chest. You smiled as you climbed back into bed.

“She must be exhausted,” Rafael said as he kissed your lips.

“She was complaining her stomach hurt,” you said.

“Do you think she’s sick?” Rafael was always concerned with the slightest alement either of you had.

You shook your head, “No, I just think she wanted to sleep in our bed, again,” you said as you moved your hand to your stomach, “Someone else is awake,” you said.

Rafael moved a hand to your stomach, “Good morning, Mijo. I can’t wait to see you later.”

“Let’s hope he coroperates at the appointment,” you said as you smiled at Rafael.

“He needs a name,” you said.

Rafael smiled as you threw out names to him: Issac, Andres, Samuel, Ronaldo. He disagreed with every name. You were beginning to get frustrated with your husband.

“We need to think of a name, Rafael,” you said placing your hand on his.

“I was thinking about that,” Rafael said as he turned to face you.

“That’s never a good sign,” you said as Rafael playfully hit your arm.

“I think you’ll like it,” Rafael said.

“Try me,” you said.

“How about Emiliano Rafael Barba?” He said as he smirked at you.

“I thought you didn’t want to name him after you?” You asked as you smiled at your husband.

“I said I didn’t want to name him Rafael,” he said as he smiled back at you. “I have always liked my middle name, and I think it has a nice ring to it.” Macee started to wake up, and Rafael rubbed her back.

“Emiliano Rafael Barba,” you repeated. You looked at Rafael. “I love it,” you said as you kissed him.

Macee was fully awake now. “Morning Papi, Morning Mami!”

“Good morning, princesa,” Rafael said as he held her up like an airplane.

Macee laughed, “Mami, save me!”

You tickled Rafael, causing him to put Macee down. Macee sat up between the two of you, “Can we have breakfast? I hungry,” she said.

“You’re always hungry,” Rafael mumbled as he got out of bed and put his T-shirt back on.

“She is your daughter,” you laughed as you climbed out of bed.

Macee stood on the bed and jumped off. “I race you!” She shouted as she ran out of the bedroom.

“She always wins when she races us,” Rafael said as he put his hand on your back.

“Especially now. I feel like I can barely walk sometimes, let alone run,” you said as you looked at Rafael. “Shall we go save Nick from her?”

Rafael spun you around to face him, “We need to talk first,”

“About?” You asked him.

He let out a sigh, “It’s about Manuel Santiago,”

“I don’t want to talk about him, Rafi,” you said as you turned to walk away.

Rafael grabbed your shoulder, “Wait, just listen, mi amor, por favor.”

You folded your arms and looked at him “I’m listening,”

“Tomorrow is the arraignment, and..”

“I’m going with you,” you said before Rafael could say anything else.

“No, you’re not. You’re staying here,” Rafael said.

“Like hell I am! Rafael, he won’t hurt you if I am there, I promise,” you said.

“But he will hurt you,” Rafael said as his face fell, “I can’t let that happen.” He cupped your face in his hands.

“I can’t let him hurt you, either!” You said as the tears started to fall.

Rafael kissed them away, as he pulled you close, “Cariño, it’s okay, I will be okay. I will have police protection. It’s gonna be okay.”

The two of you were interrupted by a little voice from the other room, “ Mami! Papi! I thought we gonna make breakfast?”

“We’re coming princesa,” Rafael called out to her, before he turned to you. “We’ll talk about it later, okay? We’ll go make breakfast with your daughter and go see how our son is doing.” Rafael put his hand on your stomach.

“There’s nothing more to talk about, Rafael. No matter how many ways I tell you, that I am terrified he will hurt you, and you won’t listen to me,” you said as you looked into Rafael’s eyes.

“I’m terrified, too. I don’t want to fight with you about it, though,” Rafael said.

“I don’t want to fight either,” you said.

Rafael went to kiss you, and just as his mouth reached yours Macee yelled from the kitchen, “Mami! Papi! Uncle Nicky making peanut butter pancakes wrong!”

“We’re coming Macee,” you screamed as you giggled and Rafael kissed you.

“Hey can you two stop making out and come make your kid these peanut butter pancakes she’s crying about?” Nick said as he walked into the room.

“They are just pancakes with peanut butter on top,” you said as all three of you walked out of the room.

“Finally! Now we make peanut butter pancakes!” Macee said.

“Princesa, stop being a drama queen,” Rafael said as he picked her up. You began to mix up the pancake batter.

“I just being like you, Papi!” Macee said as she laughed.

“You’re being like your Mami,” Rafael whispered in Macee’s ear causing her to laugh.

“I heard that,” you said as Rafael kissed your cheek. You began to pour the batter into the skillet, when there was a knock at the door.

Nick opened the door to let his replacement in. “MANDA!” Macee screamed as Rafael set her down and she ran to the door. Nick walked out as Amanda walked in.

“Hey kiddo,” Amanda said as she hugged Macee. ”I brought coffee. Y/N, I even got you a decaf white mocha.”

“You’re a lifesaver!” Rafael said as he walked over and grabbed the coffees from her.

“Macee, pancakes!” You said as you put her pancakes on a plate. Rafael put the peanut butter on top and cut them up for her. “Amanda, thank you for the coffee. Do you want some pancakes?” You asked.

Amanda shook her head.

“They are so yummy!” Macee said as she sat at the table and Rafael put the plate in front of her.

“Remember, Mija, they are hot,” Rafael told Macee. “Are you sure you don’t want any, Amanda?” Rafael asked as he went to retrieve his own plate from you. The two of you joined Macee at the table.

“No thank you, I made Jessie and I some eggs before I left.” Amanda said.

“Why Jessie not come and play with me?” Macee asked.

“Since I’m working here with your dad today, I wouldn’t be able to watch the two of you,” Amanda said as she began to go over the files on the table.

Macee nodded as she finished her breakfast.

“Mami, I done. We go see baby now?” Macee said as she hopped down from her chair and stood in front of yours. Rafael started to clear the table for you.

“No, Princesa, we still have a few hours,” you told her.

“Ugh! Why so long, Mami! I wanna see baby!” Macee said as she folded her arms.

“Because that’s when the doctor scheduled my appointment, love,” you said as you patted Macee on the head.

“But Mami!” Macee started to whine.

“Papi and I picked out a name for the baby,” you said trying to change the subject.

“What his name gonna be, Mami?” Macee asked.

“Emiliano,” you said as you smiled and put Macee’s hand, along with yours, on your bump.

“What’s his next name?” Macee asked.

“Rafael, like Papi. Emiliano Rafael,” you said.

“No. I don’t want him have Papi’s name,” Macee said as she put her head down.

Rafael walked up behind you and put his arms around you, “You good? I want to help Amanda go over the files for the case,” he said.

“Yeah, I’ll just argue with your mini me about our son’s name,” you said as you kissed Rafael.

“Macee Catalina, stop arguing with Mami, okay?” Rafael said.

“Yes, Papi,” she said as she hugged him.

“I love you, go do something fun with Mami while I work with Amanda for awhile,” Rafael said as he kissed her.

“Te Amo, Papi! I’m gonna color you a picture,” she said as she ran in the other room.

You stood up to follow Macee, but Rafael took you into his arms, “I love you, too, Cariño,” Rafael said as he kissed you.

“Mami! You so slow, come on!” Macee screamed.

You broke the kiss from Rafael, “Like I said, I have to argue with your mini me. I love you too, Rafi,” you said as you went to color with your daughter.

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[mckenzierossistory]

Solo

Miami FL

Nashville, Tennessee

Nick is holding Ashley Lynn’s hand; Angel Savannah is a little fussy today; I just had her. Nick is talking to his pilot that’s on his payroll. I didn’t know anything about Nick’s lifestyle, but he is Master Gunnery Sergeant. Nick came over with Ashley Lynn, kiss my cheek, and kiss Angel Savannah. I whisper to Nick. “Why so many bodyguards, Nick?” Nick touch my face with his fingers. “Stop worrying about them; they are here for your Nonno and mine.” Ashley Lynn is patting my leg. “Mama, who is that” I turn around, seeing who Ashley Lynn is asking about. It's a gentleman standing there. “I bend down to Ashley Lynn, holding Nick’s hand. “That’s a friend of Daddy Nick; they have something’s to talk about remembering Daddy Nick is Master Gunnery Sergeant” She nods at me then looks up at Nick. “Daddy Nick, can l go say hi?” Nick looked at Cole to watch Ashley Lynn. “Yes, you may and ask him to come over to meet your Mama, and your sister” Ashley Lynn hugs Nick’s leg very tightly. “Daddy Nick, I love yous” He picked her up, kissing her cheek. “Te Amo Ashley Lynn. You will be listening to Cole” She nods at Nick. Cole came over. “Yes, Boss” Nick looked at Cole. “Ashley Lynn wants to go say go to the guest; we will be having a lot of guests this weekend so that you will have the girls, along with Marie and Jon. My phone starts to ring; I step back l knew that was my job. “McKenzie, we have a problem. We need your expertise of your sniper” I looked at Nick. He knew that I’m calling from NCIS. “I’m in Tennessee,” Nick heard me. Nick takes my phone. “Tell me where you need her. She will be up in the air in an hour,” Sergeant Major Pete Cox chuckling. “Master Gunnery Sergeant Nick Carboni, I’m only stealing McKenzie for a few hours. You will have her back soon enough” Nick has a smug smirk on his face. “You know l will rip the town apart if l can’t get hold of #MyBeautifulBlonde” He looks at me, seeing that l went to let the girls know where l am going. I bend down to Ashley Lynn and Angel Savannah; the look on their face breaks my heart but needed for work. I was holding them both in my arms, kissing them. “Behave with Daddy Nick; I love you both so so much. I will be back later.” The girls held me very tight; I stood up, kissing my sweet girls walking towards Daddy, Trooper, Nick, and Granny. Granny takes Angel Savannah; Daddy takes Ashley Lynn. I kiss both of them; Trooper is coming with me. He has my bag already. Nick feels better that Trooper is coming, then Cole step next to me. “You aren’t coming, Cole” He chuckles and nods at me. “You better believe your sweet cheeks. I’m coming with you, Boss orders” I looked at Nick. He has a smirk on his face. That fucking #AlphaBoss shit, now I will have to deal with that when l get home. I wrap my arms around Nick’s neck, kissing him; we hear the sweet girls. “Ewwwwwws /NO/ kissing Mams and Dadd Nick.” Ashley Lynn said. “Me come walks with yous to the jet.” Nick nods at her. She takes my hand with Trooper.

I kiss Angel Savannah's face. She is giggling. Nick took her from Granny. “Call me when you land. If you need anything, call me; I will hop on the jets,” I am nodding at him. “I will, baby” I wink at him, giving him another passionate kiss. I started to walk with Ashley Lynn she begins to sing to me. “God Country, Blake Shelton” I listen to her she finishes; I bend down to Ashley Lynn: “Mama are you coming back?” I knew this was hard for her that she doesn’t understand that we are protecting our country. She lost without Jayce. She is happy again with Nick, starting to be back to herself. “Yes, l will be home no matter what to cuddling with you. I gave her an iPod with music I like and the song l always sung to her when she was a baby. I walked up to get on the jet; I turn around, winking to Ashley Lynn. I point to the earbuds; Ashley Lynn put on the earbuds; she listened to the song. #TBC https://youtu.be/nCf2PoTuh4Q

[imamotherfuckingstar-lord]

Ivonne’s SPN Masterlist

Updated as of 10/24/17

SERIES:

Waltz #2 : Castiel x Reader: You are a hunter, you’re best friends with Dean and Sam Winchester. You guys live together at the bunker. Everything is great, when one day Castiel , the angel, comes to the bunker. He’s shocked to see you. You’ve never seen him before in your life. What’s going on? How come Castiel has this look in his eye, he acts strange around you. Something’s going on, but you just don’t know what…

This is my baby guys, my first fanfic ever, I love it. It’s really worth the read. It’s currently 30 chapters long and I plan to take it for a long crazy ride. You can read it on AO3: Waltz #2.

I’m Castiel: (Ongoing)- You are in love with the fallen angel Castiel, but when a witch casts a spell on him, it causes him to have no recollection of who you are. Will you ever be able to get his memories of you back to him? Will you ever be able to tell him how you really feel?

Part 1,Part 2 , Part 3, Part 4, Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Final Part

Hope (Dark&Twised!Cas) : (Ongoing)You wake up one morning, to find that Dean has kicked out Castiel out of the bunker. Castiel who has just had his grace stolen. Can you get to the love of your life, before someone else does?

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Such Great Heights : (ongoing)Cas & Reader like each other, it’s up to Gabriel to get these two kids together. Part 2 coming soon!

Moments:(Completed) Castiel x Reader (eventually): The reader goes through different moments of her life, that have meant the most to her.  

Part 1: Losing Ellen & Jo, Meeting the Winchesters

Part 2: Meeting Castiel

Part 3: Bundle of Joy!

Part 4: EJ’s Birthday!

Follow You Into The Dark: (Completed)  Anon Request:  A really romantic Cas and reader smut where they both lose their virginity on their wedding night? Lots of fluff?

Part 1   Part 2 Part 3

Blackbird : Emmanuel!Cas x Reader :  Emmanuel is a lost soul, trying to figure who he was before he was found unconscious out by a lake. With no memory and little hope, can he find the answers he seeks? The reader works at the local nursing home as a coordinator, but she decides to take up a side job playing at a family friend’s cafe. One night Emmanuel happens to go in for a cup of coffee on the Reader’s first night playing. The two lock eyes, leaving both wondering who the other is. With the help of Emmanuel’s tenant, Ellie, can these two find love? And will Emmanuel find the answers to his past?

Part 1

ONE SHOTS:

Sam Fics :

The Truth: Sam and the Reader like each other, will either get the courage to confess their love for each other?

Fade Into You: Ellen get’s shocking news, that makes the reader remember the first time she met Sam Winchester.

UberDriver!Sam- Sam x Reader:  Done for written for Sam’s Sixty June Jobs challenge.

Imagine Sam watching you dance around the kitchen

Imagine Sam and you hitting it off

Imagine telling the Winchesters you were pregnant

Imagine Sam seeing you again

Imagine making Sam happy

Dean Fics:

A Perfect Stranger : You meet Dean on the streets

Come A Little Closer : Reader watches Dean spiral down into a hole of anger and too much drinking.

Already Somebody’s Baby : Dean and Reader seek comfort in each other’s arms.

All the Young Dudes : Record Store Day and you drag Dean out to get a specific vinyl.

Imagine Dean confessing to you his feelings after so many years.

Imagine Sam finding out you were with Demon!Dean

Imagine Dean finding out you made a deal with a crossroads demon

Purple Tulips : The reader takes Dean to a flower shop.

Imagine Dean being turned on by the way you eat.

We Did Good :  Dean and the reader are two 23 year old hunters, who have to make the biggest decision of their lives.

Always Knew : Dean and you finally admit your true feelings

In Beautiful Dreams : Dean comes to see you, hoping to spend as much time with you before he has to say goodbye. EXTREMELY SAD.

Not Bad At All : Dean takes you out for your birthday

Always knew : The two of you share feelings but keep it quiet

Missing Out: You tease Dean

A Dashboard Confession: Dean and you sitting in the Impala

A Win For Dean Winchester:   After everything that happened with Mary, Cas, Lucifer, and now the whole Jack thig, Dean Winchester needs a win. You are his win.

Squints & Wendy Peffercorn

Imagine Dean dressing up as your favorite starship Captain.

Imagine breaking up with Dean

Imagine Dean wearing glasses

Imagine catching Dean keeping a watch out

Imagine catching Dean praying

Imagine Dean being annoyed at you

Imagine celebrating Halloween with Dean

Imagine feeding Dean

Imagine Dean finding out your pregnant

Imagine tending to Dean’s wounds

She’s Not Me Series:  You meet up with the Winchesters to help out with a few hunts, only you had left things with Dean on the iffy side. The two of you in close proximity seems like a terrible idea - but maybe it will be a chance to set things right.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Castiel Fics:

Little Honeybee : Castiel throws Reader a surprise Bee Theme Babyshower!

Sea of Love: It’s the Reader’s birthday, TFW lavish her with gifts, but she gets a very special one. -Fluff-

Dream A Little Dream of Me:  Karaoke night takes a sweet turn! Casx Reader

We’ll Never Leave Again : Request:  “I’m not important” “You’re important to me, dammit” A Cas x reader where one of them is going on a dangerous/suicidal mission and the other one doesn’t want them to.

Fire Meet Gasoline: Castiel the angel falls in love with the Reader, who happens to be a demon. Can these two have a happy ending?

And We Were Dreaming: The Reader is an artist who dreams of a man with deep blue eyes. Who is he? Will she ever know him?

Puny Human! : The Reader lets Castiel try his hand at Fallout 4.

Te Amo :  Castiel loves hearing the Reader say she loves him in Spanish.

Imagine Castiel putting your daughter to sleep.

Imagine Sam and Dean finding out Cas & you eloped.

Just Say You Love Me:  Castiel will do anything to keep you safe.

Imagine Dean walking in on you interrogating Castiel

It’s a Promise : Cas comes to visit you.

Imagine Castiel dressing up as your favorite Chief Medical Officer.

Absolutely : meeting Castiel for the first time.

All of Me : Castiel has to let you go, heaven’s orders.

Every Witch : Castiel helps you complete a Halloween costume.

I love you, Castiel : You whisper a prayer to your angel.

Foolish :  You go to find Cas after he declares himself God.

Loud and Clear : A chance meeting on the bus with a certain angel. (For my classical music lovers and pianist. )

Sana, Sana : You tell Castiel a childhood memory.

Of Course : You want a vacation.

Sober as Sin : First kiss with Castiel.

Life Preserver : You’re a demon Cas can’t help but not hate.

Flagpole Sitta : It’s Record Store Day! And Cas has a little surprise for you.

Imagine Castiel outing your secret relationship with him

Imagine Castiel hearing you pleasure yourself

Imagine Castiel telling Sam & Dean what you were sleep talking about

Imagine Castiel losing his phone

Imagine Cas promising to keep you safe

Imagine seeing Cas in the cowboy hat

Imagine Castiel coming back

Destiel Fics:

Are You Ready? I’m Ready: Destiel short drabble. Established relationship.

Was It All Worth It? Dean and Cas look back at their life and wonder if it all was worth it.

Cas hits on Dean

Dean and Cas watch the stars together

I want to hold your hand Dean sings to Castiel (AU high school)

It’s cool, we can still be friends  Destiel Angst, Dean pining.

SPN Actors & Other Character Fics:

Someone Get Misha Outta Here! : Misha crashes Reader’s panel at her first convention.

Imagine doing interviews with Jensen & he comes to your defense..

Little Bit: Reader has a crush on Charlie

COLLABS:

Into Battle: ANGST :  The Winchesters, Castiel and you head head out to fight some demons, will everything end well?  (collabed with @willowing-love )

Enough:  ANGST:  After a tough hunt that went completely wrong; the angel and you have it out.  (collabed with @willowing-love​ )

SMUT ALERT:

A Lifetime of This: Cas x Reader -  1.What about a Castiel and reader one? Maybe the reader gets hurt and Cas is worried/has to take care of her? 2. A sexy Cas smut where the reader finds out she can see Cas’s wings, and they have fun with that?

French Handshake: Cas x Reader:  Reader has the hots for Cas, but thinks it’s unrequited. They’re on a hunt, reader makes a bunch of innuendos as jokes, thinking Cas is too clueless and doesn’t get any of them. Cas waits until the end of the day to reveal that he understood all of them, cue smut?

These Days:  Cas x Reader: Request: Human!Cas and tequila.  Castiel and you decide to give in to the desire you each hold. And what’s a better place to do so then on the hood of the Impala?

Never Have I Ever: Cas x Reader x Sam, some Sastiel. Dean’s out for the night, leaving the reader, Sam and Cas to play an innocent game of Never Have I Ever.

Excuse me, ma’am.   SecurityGuard!Cas x Reader : The hot security guard decides to do a random pat down on you.

[sinsiriuslyemo]

Good afternoon lovely readers!! Rafael and Roxie say good bye, and Eddie goes to visit Harvard, where Nevada gets his first glimpse at what college might have been like, had he gone. there are only six episodes left this season!! Check out @missjennifercole

EPISODE 36

The next morning he opened his eyes, and glanced down at her sleeping form, smiling a little and dropping a soft kiss on her forehead. His hand gave her shoulder a squeeze, not quite having the heart to get up and leave before she could wake up. He at least wanted to say goodbye.

“Roxie,” he whispered softly, bringing his free arm to stroke over her back as he laid another kiss on her forehead.

She opened her eyes with a soft smile, “Good morning,” she smiled at him, looking so comfortably content before realization of what day it was, struck her face. “Oh,” she whispered. “It's morning…”

“It is,” he said softly.

Silently, they both got up and slowly got dressed, glancing at each other with gentle expressions every so often. He knew this day would come, he knew this was never meant to last, and admittedly he didn’t feel as emotional as he had last night. Still, she’d made him feel alive again in a way that he hadn’t felt with Amber or Kassidy. She made him want to see his future, even if that future didn’t hold Emmy in it.

“You wanna go grab some breakfast with Izzy?” he asked, dropping a kiss on her nose.

She stood, and wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face against his chest, refusing to let go.

“Is that a yes?” he asked around a smirk, hugging her back and inhaling her scent. “We knew today was coming,” he whispered.

She nodded slowly, “I know,” she whispered. “Which is why I know I won't enjoy a moment of that brunch if I go with you… plus this is your last few hours, spend them with your sister, you know she wants you to.” She didn't want to miss brunch with him, she wanted to eat every meal with him, but he'd come here with Izzy. He should leave with her alone as well. “If I go with you…I might just get on the plane with you…”

He smiled at her, kissing her forehead. “Don’t think of this as the end of something. We had six amazing days...and four incredible nights together. Ones we won’t forget for the rest of our lives,” he said, cradling her face in his hands. “I’ll see you in another life, I’ll look forever if I need to until I find you again.”

She cupped his own face, “I promise you, I truly do, that one day your sweet, tender, tortured heart will find it's way to a love that loves just like you do,” she whispered and kissed him. “Goodness never goes unnoticed by the universe, Rafael, you'll get your happy ending. And I'll be waiting for you in Key West in the next life.”

“I’m afraid my happy ending is long gone,” he whispered almost inaudibly, lingering thoughts of Emmy suddenly creeping into his mind. He was able to easily push them away, something he hadn’t been able to do before. “But you, young lady, will make one lucky man so incredibly happy one day. Don’t ever settle; rest assured, you deserve to be worshipped and adored,” he added, stroking her cheek and kissing her lips, then her forehead.

He looked down at her for a moment, wanting one last look at her before he took a step back. Sighing softly, he took a few more steps backwards.

“Let’s not say goodbye,” he said. “ Let’s just say...Till we meet again,” he suggested, finally reaching the door.

“I'll see you again,” she said softly, and it was a promise. “You're gonna be the first person through my bakery doors when I open for business, even if I have to fly you out myself.”

“I wouldn’t miss it,” he answered, pressing his fingers to his mouth and blowing her a kiss before he opened the door, and walked out towards the elevator. He stopped a couple of times, thoughts of going back and asking her to come with him, then he thought of staying, but ultimately, he took the final three steps towards the elevator, and into the cart when the doors slid open.

When he got upstairs, he could hear Izzy moving about in her bedroom.

“Iz?” he called out.

“Hey! The airport called! Our flight got bumped up early, it leaves in two hours.” Izzy came walking out of the bedroom, her long brown hair gone, snipped into a short bob.

“Are you kidding me?!” he exclaimed, running to his room and sighing in relief when he remembered he’d packed up the night before. “I guess there’s no time for a shower,” he mumbled as he took their luggage to the door and finally looked up at her hair. “When did you get your hair cut? I wasn’t gone that long,” he mused.

She gave him a shocked look, “Rafael, you've been gone three years, we have a robot president and all our underwear is sewn onto our bodies.”

“Ha. Ha. Ha. Smartass,” he replied as they took the elevator down to the lobby.

“Lila cut it, isn't it cute?” She smiled and posed for him before looking down at her phone and smiling.

“Yeah, it suits you,” he answered, smiling at her. “I’m sorry about being around less the last few days,” he said. “I hope you still had a good time on this trip.”

“Of course I did, it rocked,” she smiled at him and hugged him tight. “Let's go home.”

“Oye, let’s go!!!” Nevada hollered from the foyer, waiting for you and Eddie to come downstairs. “Vamos, we’re going to the one that’s furthest away first and making our way in,” he added as you both followed him out of the apartment.

“How long is the drive to Harvard?” Eddie asked as the three of you loaded into the SUV.

“Three and half hours, so buckle up buttercup,” Nevada answered.

Eddie grinned, “Tia will you sit in the back with me?”

You turn to Nevada, knowing he doesn't like feeling like a chauffeur. “It's your day baby…” you said softly, checking with Nevada for confirmation.

“Awww, el nino quiere que su tia rides in the back seat with him. Cono, get me a camera,” Nevada teased with a smirk.

You roll your eyes and hope in back with Eddie, stroking his hair, “my sweet boy, te amo mucho,” you kiss his forehead and cheeks.

“Tia, ew! I'm covered in lipstick!”

“Oye, you sent in all your applications right?” Nevada asked, looking in the rearview mirror at his nephew.

“Yeah, last week. Keep up, tio,” Eddie answered.

“Okay, smart guy…”

“I applied to Harvard, Yale, Hudson--”

“Ugh,” Nevada mused.

“NYU, and Columbia,” Eddie finished.

“Don’t tell your tio Rafael you applied to Yale, le da un attaque,” Nevada said.

“No Hudson either,” you say firmly. “And you'd like Brown,” you insisted.

“Tia, I don't wanna hear horror stories about you.” He made a face.

“Como que ‘horror stories?’ Oye, your tia graduated with honors, pendejo. You could learn a few things,” Nevada chimed. “Oye, does anybody else want an iced coffee?”

“No thank you,” Eddie said softly.

“I can't with the babies,” you patted our stomach and frowned at Eddie. “And as far as you're concerned, I was the goddamn Virgin Mary until marriage, entiendes?”

“That’s right,” Nevada chimed. “I popped that cherry, remember that,” he added, arching a brow at his nephew.

“Ew,” Eddie grimaced.

You made a face, “Cono, that's not the phrasing to tell our kid.”

“Yeah, tio. Besides...I call bullshit,” Eddie said in a chuckle.

“Oye!” you and Nevada scolded at the same time, sharing a look and a smile as he pulled onto the FDR drive towards Massachussetts.

“Is this seriously gonna take three and a half hours?” Eddie groaned.

“You complaining already, bro? We’re not even out of New York yet. Jesus fucking Christ,” Nevada replied.

“Well then let's play a game,” Eddie grinned, “never have I ever.”

You snorted a laugh, “Never have I ever ni un carajo…”

“Never have I ever is a drinking game, mijo. What are we supposed to do in place of that? Honk the horn?” Nevada asked.

“No but we can put to rest which one of us was the worst at my age, I bet you I'll win.”

You can't help but laugh. “You're little league mijo.”

“Yeah, really,” Nevada mumbled under his breath. “You really wanna go to school so far away, mijo?” he asked after a moment. “You don’t wanna stay a little closer?”

He wasn’t sure why it was bothering him now that Eddie wanted to go to Harvard in Massachusetts. When his nephew was younger, all he wish for was the boy to get as far away from the life and the Heights as he could, but now all he could think about was how much he would miss Eddie when he was three and half hours away.

“I want to go to Harvard more than anything tio,” Eddie said honestly.

Nevada nodded, sighing softly and letting his head rest against the headrest.

“I’m proud of you, Eddie,” he said, glancing in the rearview mirror.

“Tio have you ever considered a male stripclub?”

“The fuck for?�� Nevada replied, arching a brow. “You trying to tell us something, Eddie?”

“No, I just think they'd make a lot of money,” Eddie said softly. “With bachelorette parties and horny girls, it's actually a pretty solid investment.”

“I could run it,” you spoke up.

“Oye, first of all, I don’t need you worry about my business, okay? That’s part of the point of you going to college. Unless you’re gonna be an investment banker, and even then I don’t want you involved,” Nevada said to Eddie before glancing and you. “Y tu, you think I’m gonna let my hot piece of ass wife run a club with half-naked guys, estas loca.”

“I actually love Eddie's idea papi, running a male club would add more land to our property, plus there is a good market in male strip clubs.” You smiled at Eddie and kissed his hair. “My smart little businessman. I'll look into writing a proposal on opening a male club.”

“Oye, no you won’t,” Nevada said sternly. “I don’t want you running a fucking male strip club, carajo,” he added.

“But you can run a female strip club?” You cross your arms. “That doesn't seem fair. Besides, I wouldn't work there 24/7, I'd just drop in the check on things. And might I remind you that you run a strip club?”

“That’s different,” he replied. “I’m a man, pero una mujer running a strip club, no. Forget it,” he added. “I’m serious, I find out you went behind my back, we’re gonna have problems, me entiendes?”

“I'm pretty sure I can make my own business decisions.”

Nevada looked back at you with an arched brow. “I’m not kidding. The answer is no.”

You turned to Eddie and rolled your eyes. “El hombre de la casa has spoken.”

Eddie chuckled, “I think you'd run a great club Tia.”

“Oye, what the hell am I? The fucking chauffeur while you two gals chat it up in the back about your annoying husbands?” Nevada mused sarcastically.

“Well then talk to us papi, what should I call my club?”

“Banana Cabana,” Eddie chuckled.

“You’re not running a male strip club. Punto y parte,” Nevada said loudly.

“Papi, we'll talk about it later,” you smile at him. “This is mi amor’s day, what do you want to talk about mijo?”

“I wanna talk about where I’m gonna live when I go to Harvard,” Eddie replied. “Can I live off campus?”

“You got a job lined up there to pay for rent?” Nevada asked.

“No.”

“You better get on that then.”

“Tia?”

“Oye, como que ‘tia?’ You’re gonna be 17 soon, you gotta start taking on more responsibility, mijo,” Nevada said.

“I work at the center all the time! Tia I do more work than you do!”

The whole atmosphere of the car shifted, and there was a long moment of silence before Nevada spoke up again.

“Oye, pero why do you have to yell, bro? We got three hours in this car left, I don’t wanna spend it con el culo apretado. Your tia does way more work than you do, believe me. She’s got three jobs; the center, being a mom and being a wife. Apologize, right now,” he said, looking in the rearview mirror at Eddie. “You think your clothes magically get cleaned? A little fairy comes and cooks for you and Lily?”

“Being a wife and a mom aren't jobs and she never goes to the center-Ow!” He shouted when you punched him in the arm.

“Watch your mouth, entiendes? Or you'll see how much I really do when I stop doing it!”

“Oye being a wife and a mom are two of the most important jobs in the world, mijo and they’re 24/7, on call. Remember that; it’s not easy to run a household and raise two kids, and your tia could do it with her hands tied behind her back. As for the center, she doesn’t have to be at the center to make sure it runs smoothly,” Nevada added. “You’re tia’s the hardest worker I know.”

You shot Nevada a look that said he was getting laid when you got home before turning back to Eddie. “I work my pregnant ass off to make sure you don't have to worry about anything other than going to school. Your tio and I pay the water bill, the electric, your phone bill, insurance, we do laundry, put food on the table and we still make time to spend with you.” You smiled at Nevada, “and with each other.”

“I guess,” Eddie mumbled. “So I have to pay my own rent?” He was still complaining.

“If you wanna live off campus, yeah,” Nevada answered. “Having an apartment is a luxury, and if you want that for yourself then you gotta work for it. We’re not just gonna hand it to you,” he added.

“I lived off of campus and tu abuela didn't pay a cent,” you pointed out.  Given you'd essentially been couch surfing sophomore and junior year. “I had to work for a place to sleep.” Also true. Although it had been less work and more play.

“What if I live in the dorms?” Eddie countered.

“Then as long as you keep your grades up, we'll cover it, if the scholarships don't.”

Nevada nodded his head in agreement, switching lanes when the minivan in front of them began to go a little too slow for his liking.

“I’d rather you lived in the dorms, to be honest,” he mused. “You’ll have a roommate, it’ll be easier to get to class. You won’t have to worry about a car.”

“But I want a car,” Eddie said.

“You’re not getting a car,” Nevada answered.

“What if I wanna go out? Like on the weekends.”

“Then you take the bus or you walk,” Nevada replied. “Harvard is right in the middle of everything, it won’t be the end of the world for you to walk.”

“Agreed,” you nodded. “You don't need a car.”

When you finally arrived the the school, Eddie hopped out and grinned. You got out as well, moving to Nevada's side.

“When I went here for a year, I stayed in one of the sororities,” you said softly to Nevada. “I didn't belong to it, I kinda just...crashed there.”

He snorted a laugh and arched a brow at you, winding an arm around your waist as the two of you followed Eddie to the admissions office.

“Is it true what they say about sorority sisters?” Nevada mumbled, smirking at you. “Them being really...close with each other?”

“Yeah, it is,” you purred, “pero, it was a sisterhood not a pervfest.”

“Hm...you wanna stop by on our way out? See if any of your ‘sisters’ are still around?” he teased, moving his arm to pinch your ass cheek.

You giggled and threw your arms around his neck, “looking to cash in on that threeway?” You purred and nibbled on his ear.

“Maybe,” he answered. A couple of older-looking female students walked by and his head turned slightly, brow arching to try and sneak a peek at their backsides as nonchalantly as he could. “I think I would’ve done pretty good in college, sabes?” he mused, tugging you closer and smirking down at you.

You growled, “I will cut these bitches,” you whispered to him. “I mean it.”

“Oye, calmate. What’s wrong with looking if I’m not touching?” he asked. “You do it all the time, why can’t I?”

“I've done it once,” you said firmly. “Keep your eyes in your head.”

“You wanted to run a male strip club, you’re gonna stand there and with a straight face, tell me that you weren’t thinking about getting to check out a bunch of guys in thongs?” he inquired with an arched brow.

“Hi,” a passing older student said to him with a smile.

“Hola mami,” he answered, barely looking at her before he looked back to you. “I like Harvard, people are so friendly here,” he teased, kissing your neck noisily.

You move away from him with a scowl, walking ahead.

You walk with Eddie until you notice one of the old fraternities you'd spent many days at. You grinned, “Eddie, wanna check out a Frat?”

“Nah, those guys are douches,” he replied.

“Oye, why’d you walk away from me?” Nevada asked, catching up to you with his hands up on either side of him. “What’d I do?”

“No, they're great, this frat is a Harvard frat, mi amor everyone here is smart, they're scholars and they're incredible. Plus, fraternities get all the ladies,” in all honestly, you liked the idea of him being a part of something outside of just school, the fraternity you remember had been oddly respectable.

“I don’t know...tio Rafael said that the fraternities were mostly rich kids, whose daddies got them to pledge, and gave them silver toilet paper to wipe their asses with,” Eddie replied. “Tio Rafael was in the chess club, and the debate club. What do you think about those?”

“Are you not talking to me now?” Nevada chimed from your other side.

You sigh, “no,” you mumbled. “I'm talking to you…” you glare at your feet.

“Que te pasa, mi amor? Are you hungry? Wanna go get something to eat?”

“So you can check out the girl at the food stand? Pass.” You roll your eyes. “I already feel less attractive now that I'm pregnant...and with you checking out out all these pendejas…” you cross your arms and walk with Eddie again.

“I wasn’t checking out anybody,” he answered, looking at you with wide eyes. “Ven aca, Dama,” he said, pulling you close and wrapping his arms tight around your waist. “You know I only have eyes for you, mi amor,” he purred in your ear, kissing your neck. “You know who my cock belongs to,” he said in a much softer voice.

You pressed your face to his neck and said nothing. You never felt glowing when you were pregnant, you felt dull, and compared to smoking hot college girls, you had never felt so upset about it until Melody… now you didn't want any women near him.

“If anything I’m just seeing how they rank beside you, and mami, none of them compare to how gorgeous you are,” he whispered into your ear. “You’re glowing. Even pregnant, you still make my dick stir when you smile at me.”

He knew just what to say sometimes, albeit a crude version… “I love you so much,” you whispered and stopped dead in your tracks, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“I love you too,” he answered in a mumble.

“Ew, do not embarrass me,” Eddie hissed, making a face at the both of you. You went to move away but Nevada pulled you back, holding you firmly against him.

“Esperate, give me a second,” he said, and you finally felt his half-mast erection.

You smiled and turned to Eddie, “hold on mijo, I need to fix your tio’s shirt.” You pretended to busy yourself, holding the collar of his shirt.

He growled low in his chest and you felt his organ move as more blood pumped into it.

“You’re not helping,” he said, keeping his eyes up as he shook his head. His hands reached down and grabbed your ass as he dipped his head to whisper in your ear, “Let’s go find a bathroom somewhere. Or go back to the car.”

“Go inside the library,” you whispered.

“I don’t know where the fuckin’ library is,” he mumbled.

“Eddie, mi amor, come here, I scheduled a tour of the dorms for you,” you smiled and handed Nevada your bag, right in front of his cock, “Hold this for me papi,” you purred. Turning to Eddie, “Now they don't want us old people in the dorms, so we'll wait right out here for you,” you kissed his forehead and watched him grin as he headed over to the dorms.

Nevada grinned, holding your bag in front of his crotch and waiting for you to pull him towards the library. Once inside, he looked around, almost curiously. He’d never seen so many books in his entire life, and he couldn’t tear his eyes away from them even as you dragged him towards the back of the building.

“Oye, you sure we won’t get caught in here?” he asked as you passed by several students studying at the tables laid in the center of the library.

“I'm sure,” you nodded and smiled, heading to one of the private study rooms in the back. “Let me see…” you counted four books over and opened it, a key falling out. “Professor’s private rooms,” you smirked.

“How do you know about these? I thought you went to Brown,” he asked as you pulled him into the room after unlocking it.

“Yes, I did, but I went here for a year and we both know that you don't want to know why I know this,” you sat down on the desk and spread your legs for him.

“Because somebody else told you about it, and you thought about how you would bring your husband someday,” he answered with a smirk, bending at the waist and lifting your dress enough for him to put his head under it. “Oye, why aren’t you wearing panties?” he asked in a husky voice, not even waiting for an answer before he began to lick and suck at your soft feminine parts.

“Papi, I avoid panties like the plague, I like the idea of you having easy access,” you tilted your head back and moaned loudly. “Mmmm, that's nice,” you whispered softly.

“Nice?” he asked with a smirk. “No, you gotta do better than that,” he added, pulling you by the hips to the edge of the desk closer to him and massaging your clit with his tongue before he sucked it into his mouth. He purred against you, hands stroking over your thighs before he brought a finger under his chin and eased it inside you.

You tilted your head back and moaned again, “oh...Mr. Ramirez, Fuck…” you whimpered. “Your mouth feels so good on me.”

“Mr. Ramirez?” he asked, pulling his head up from under your dress and looking up at you with furrowed brows. “Oye, no por favor, the last time you called me that you were pissed at me, te acuerdas?”

“Si, but that was back when I was just a teacher, now I'm Mrs. Ramirez. This name means everything to me.”

“So be my teacher now,” he purred back. “I want an A, professora.” He disappeared under your dress again and resumed his suction on your clit as his finger began to move in and out of you in a steady pace.

You moaned, “So good, just like that,” you whispered and gripped the desk painfully tight.  

He growled softly against you, sliding a second finger inside you and thrusting them in time with his tongue circling your clit.

“Cono, professora, you taste like a fucking peach. Anyone ever tell you that?” he teased, closing his mouth over the top half of your pussy again and sucking gently.

You whimpered, rocking against his mouth and feeling yourself getting close. “Off,” you tugged him by his hair out from beneath you. “I want to come with your cock fucking me, entiendes? Listen to your professora.”

“Oh fuck,” he sighed. “Will that get me an A, professora?” he asked, pulling you off the desk and turning you to bend you over the wooden furniture. Unleashing his hard on from his jeans, he licked his palm and wet the tip of his cock before pushing into you, groaning as your warmth enveloped him.

“Fuck, oh god yes. If you make me come, you'll get an A,” you moaned and pushed back against his cock.

He began a steady pace, shoving you against the desk and winding one arm around you to circle your clit as he bit down on your neck. Groaning loudly, he grabbed your face with his free hand and kissed you deeply, tongue darting into your mouth as his hips snapped forward faster and faster.

“Asi professora?” he whispered against your mouth. “Is this how you want it?”

You nodded eagerly, “Harder,” you moaned against his lips, “Make an A effort,” you growled.

“Oye, not too hard,” he said, breaking character for the briefest of moments before he moved faster and slightly harder against you. “Fuck you’re so tight, professora. I want you to come all over my cock,” he purred.

You whimpered, body clenching tight around his cock, you were so close, moving his hand down to run at your clit you could feel your orgasm within reach. “Oh god…” you half sobbed, trying to get there. Circling faster over your swollen bud, he held you close with his free arm and snapped his hips a little more insistently just as your phone began to ring in your bag.

He grunted in your ear, trying to hold his orgasm back until you began yours.

You backed yourself back into his cock over and over almost getting there each time. “Nevada,” you half choked out a sob.

“Mami, I don’t wanna go too hard, the babies,” he replied. “Want me to use my tongue?” he offered.

You whine and press back against his cock again, wanting badly to come, you clenched tight around his cock, kissing him. “Venga papi, wanna feel your hot seed running through me, knock me up all over again,” you growled.

He tried to hold back, but your words proved to be too much as he groaned loudly, hips snapping forward and sending your hard against the desk with each spray of his orgasm that blasted against your closed cervix.

“Oh fuck, Dama,” he purred as he emptied himself inside you and rode out his orgasm.

You moaned and clenched your muscles again to hug his cock.

“Fuck so good, mi amor,” you purred and shifted to kiss him, giving up on your own orgasm. You didn't think you could come, not in here.

His euphoria was short lived when he realized that you hadn’t been able to finish and he frowned, panting against you.

“Now you see why I never went to college,” he mumbled, trying to make a joke to distract from his failure as your phone rang again.

You sighed and grabbed your phone, “what?!” You snapped before you could calm yourself, cranky from the absence of a release.

“Dama, there’s woman in the lobby dumping gasoline all over the place! We’re all in the back room, she locked us in from the outside!!” One of your tutors was panicking as she spoke to you over the phone. You could hear some of the kids crying in the background, and other tutors trying to keep them calm.

“Oh my god, okay,” you moved Nevada off of you, pulling your skirt down. “Stay calm, I'm gonna call the police, they work close by, so they'll be there soon. Just don't do anything to upset her. Stay calm, Theresa, get all the kids in a closet or anywhere that they can be safely hidden. I'm calling now.” You hang up, fingers immediately dialing Sonny.