#Tacones rojos

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May 3rd 2023: Favorite song and why

My all time favorite song is Tacones Rojos by Sebastian Yatra. It is an amazing and wholesome song. I love the romantic lyrics and it is most likely the best reggaetón music I’ve ever listened to. It is also insanely easy to vibe to and it’s 2nd in my En Bucle playlist on Spotify. It is one of the most upbeat and cheerful songs I have ever heard. Although Yatra’s Falta Amor comes closely second, this 100% surpasses Falta Amor. <3

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Paulo Fonseca ~ Su hija me gusta |farruko| No Hay Nadie Más & Tacones rojos |Sebastián Yatra| Que Se Parezca A Ti |Tiago PZK| |covers|l [Mexico 🇲🇽]

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[aeoneri]

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[aeoneri]

I finally found some time (and maybe that mood, thanks rainy weather!) to write new material for Tacones Rojos. Been spending the past hour rewriting and changing the tenses from present-past to just past tense (tbh Grammarly didn't help much with correcting that when I first wrote those).

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Tagged by the amazing @zapatism to make a list of 13 songs I've been listening to lately and I love tag games do here we go:

It's Golden Hour Somewhere by Lovejoy - my dudes popped off with this one, Lenin meets emo boys in the digital age.

A Dios Le Pido by Juanes - one of the nicest discoveries I had this year, really nice song, the rythym is dancey and the lyrics are dope as fuck.

My Love Mine All Mine by Mistki - it is now part of my playlists of songs that sound like love, forever. Mitski popped off with the whole album but this one AAAAAAA.

Por você by Barão Vermelho - this one I got from a fanfic of two gay dudes in the late 2000s, and I... Yeah... It's a good one.

Euthanasia by Will Wood - this year was Will Wood's year for me and why does this man have so many songs about Death? Why do I listen to so many songs about Death? On that note...

Old Black Train (Over the Garden Wall Soundtrack) - Death allegory? Country/Folk melody? Count me in, chief.

Last Hope by Paramore - when I was 13 and I found this song for the first time I had no idea what the lyrics meant because my english wasn't that fully polished yet to pick up lyrics from songs without reading them, but I felt a connection with it. 10 years later I found the album again and started to listen and I think of how much it resonates with me nowadays and I have become very ill about it and its impact on my live.

二十歳の恋 by Lamp - I sit. I put on this song. I black out for 30 minutes. I come back wishing I had lived another life with a nice husband in a humble house in the rural area, raising 3 children and a cat.

Duality by Slipknot - I'm 13 years old and emo again, no excuses.

Comedy by Gen Hoshino - I didn't clock out it was Spy x Family's opening till like 2 months after I started listening to it and developed a whole dependency on this song, now I feel silly.

Tacones Rojos by Sebastian Yatra - AY UN RAYO DE LUZ QUE ENTRÓ POR MI VENTANA Y ME HA DEVUELTO LAS GANAS ME QUITÓ AL DOLOR 📢📢📢

Valsinha by Chico Buarque - the man has got me by the guts and twisted them until I felt like I could not live without this song.

Sea of Love by Cat Power - I am always listening to this song. I will never stop. This song will be played while I'll be cremated and when they throw my ashes in the Amazon River someone better blast it on their phone too.

This was really fun, so I'm gonna taag... @corrupted-willy @humanaaa @mlnmo @tetrafelino and but anyone who wants is welcomed to do this too!!

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I’m always weak for a Consejo De Amor cover 🥲

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[sopam08]

Mi pedazo de sol, la niña de mis ojos ✨️

I made a drawing based on this dance scene of Tacones rojos, by Sebastián Yatra 👀

[not-sad-just-tired]

Mira la hora, toda contenta, en su reloj. Aun le queda algo de tiempo antes de tener que salir. Se mira en el espejo de su armario, de cuerpo entero, el vestido es corto, ceñido a sus curvas, con una ventana en el pecho que sirve de escote. Laurita se inclina un poco hacia delante para verlo bien Hmm... Se ve sexy, guapa, pero sabe lo viril que es @oinorinoyaiba y no quiere que lleguen tarde por hacerle perder los estribos cuando la vea. Una pena... quiza para otro día.

Se da la vuelta para que Idolina le quite el vestido y se pone otro, con un corte un poco más clasico. Este esta muy bien, tambien... ¿A ver, Idolina, traeme los botines? Se los pone, y se mira en el espejo. Hm... no.. ¿tacones rojos? Se los prueba. El vestido es negro, así que le da un toque de color. Sí, esto me gusta más... ¿Choker? A Miyabi le dijo que le gustaba, así que es perfecto para la ocasion. La pokemon se lo pone por detrás. Se echa dos soplos de perfume y vuelve a mirar la hora.

Justo a tiempo, preciosa. Felicita a Idolina. Recoge esto mientras yo estoy fuera, porfa Idolina mira a su alrededor. Efectivamente, su entrenadora ha dejado medio armario desparramado por la cama. Suelta un pesado suspiro y despide a la pelirroja, que va al salón a esperar a su bellissimo.

[flan-tasma]

hii!!, eh been imagining a gorou so to speak...submissive/obedient?, and also I LOVE YOUR TYPE OF WRITING!!

So could you make a scenario or headcanons of gorou being a good boy? ( Not in the nsfw sense 😭)

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💖~ Men who treat you like royalty and love you are the best men, bestie✨

Warning: Nope now💖, Gorou is a good doggo, Fem!Reader in spanish, GN!Reader in english | English is not my native language, so if I have made any mistakes in the translation, I am open to corrections | Content in spanish and english!

Spanish:

El general siempre trata de mantener el porte de un hombre serio, pues su posición lo ha hecho un hombre que no se inmuta en batalla. Es fiel, es aguerrido, un guerrero desde su cabello hasta la punta de sus pies. Un líder que motiva y guía a sus camaradas en combate. Gorou era genial en su campo y nadie podía decir lo contrario.

Donde Gorou demostraba más capacidad y destreza, era en la guerra. Su arco siempre disparaba al blanco porque sus ojos eran calculadores, siempre tenía alguna manera de cambiar las tornas de una pelea, incluso si era solo entrenamiento. Él sabía que debía poner el ejemplo para los demás.

Sería una pena si sus subordinados vieran lo mismo que tú.

El general aguerrido se iba ni bien tu novio entraba a casa. Su porte firme vacilaba cuando te veía y podías ver su cola moverse, rebajando al gran General de las tropas de Watatsumi a un simple y lindo perrito que se acercaba para impregnarte con su olor. Siempre fue una buena manera de burlarse del chico, que no podía evitar quejarse. Sonreías mientras él hacía lo que le pedías, sus orejas se aplanan al escuchar tu pedido y casi tropieza con sus propios pies para acatar tu orden, como si tú fueras su superior. Y en ese aspecto, tal vez tengas razón.

Gorou no es alguien más apasionado y devoto solo porque sería imposible. Él besa el suelo por el que caminas, besa tus nudillos y tus pies si te sientes cansada, adora sostenerte de la cintura mientras besa tu hombro y te dice que te ama más que a su propia vida, en sus ojos no hay nada más que tu reflejo cuando entras en la habitación, sonriendo porque notas que él te mira y todo su cuerpo se tensa.

Pídele que se arrodille para anudar tus zapatos, para ponerte tus tacones favoritos o incluso para acomodar tus medias. Él lo hará sin esperar un segundo aviso, se inclinará para ayudarte incluso si no se lo pides, y él siempre es tan lindo cuando su rostro parece explotar, la piel de sus mejillas muestran un tono rojo que se expande hasta la punta de sus orejas que tiemblan cuando te pide permiso para besarte o abrazarte.

Cuando llega a casa al final del día, cansado y las orejas tirando hacia abajo, solo piensa en recostar su cabeza contra tu estómago mientras le rascas las orejas. Los pensamientos de simplemente descansar le dan un puñetazo cuando nota que ya estás muy ocupada leyendo una nueva novela que compraste, y todo simplemente cambia en su cabeza. Quiere saber si deseas algo de té, o si te trae un trozo de la tarta que compraron recientemente y dijiste que te gustó, y su mueca hace evidente que quiere algo a cambio cuando le dices que estás bien.

Lo miras, nada de curiosidad en tus ojos, pues ya sabías que solo quiere descansar sobre su almohada favorita, pero Gorou siempre ha tenido este problema para expresar lo que quiere si se trata de ti. Te necesita en varios aspectos, pero es incapaz de comunicarlo sin sentirse patético, y ahí es donde entras tú, tan bonita mientras dejas el libro en la mesita de noche de la habitación y golpeas tus muslos, el sonido de tu piel y tu llamado dulce lo hacen casi chillar mientras, sin siquiera pensarlo mucho, se acerca a acudir a tu orden de acostarse sobre ti. Tus manos peinan su cabello para que no le moleste en el rostro, tus uñas acarician su piel y suelta un suspiro cansado y satisfecho mientras el general se convierte en alguna sustancia dulce y bonita que se apega al calor de tu cuerpo y menea la cola bajo tus manos. Gorou por fin puede descansar mientras le cuentas tu día y él escucha, levantando la vista cuando se lo pides y recibiendo con una sonrisa tus besos en sus mejillas sonrojadas.

Si sus subordinados vieran a su general en ese estado, tendrían una sonrisa en sus rostros, tal vez burlesca o no, pero nunca será más conmovedora como la sonrisa que tiene Gorou cada que te ve.

English:

The general always tries to maintain the bearing of a serious man, since his position has made him a man who does not flinch in battle. He is faithful, he is brave, a warrior from his hair to the tips of his feet. A leader who motivates and guides his comrades in combat. Gorou was great in his field and no one could say otherwise.

Where Gorou demonstrated the most ability and skill was in war. His bow always hit the target because his eyes were calculating, he always had some way to turn the tables of a fight, even if it was just training. He knew that he had to set the example for others.

It would be a shame if his subordinates saw the same thing as you.

The seasoned general left as soon as your boyfriend entered the house. His firm demeanor wavered when he saw you, and you could see his tail wagging, reducing the great General of Watatsumi's troops to a simple, cute little dog who came to impregnate you with the scent of him. It was always a good way to tease the boy, who couldn't help but complain. You smiled as he did what you asked, his ears flatten at your request, and he almost tripped over his own feet to comply with your order, as if you were his superior. And in that regard, maybe you're right.

Gorou is not someone more passionate and devoted just because it would be impossible. He kisses the ground you walk on, he kisses your knuckles and your feet if you feel tired, he loves to hold you by the waist while he kisses your shoulder and tells you that he loves you more than his own life, in his eyes there is nothing but your reflection as you walk into the room, smiling because you notice him looking at you and his entire body tenses.

He asks you to kneel to tie your shoes, to put on your favorite heels or even to adjust your stockings. He will do it without waiting for a second warning, he will bend down to help you even if you don't ask him, and he is always so cute when his face seems to explode, the skin on his cheeks showing a red hue that expands to the tips of his ears. He trembles when he asks for permission to kiss you or hug you.

When he comes home at the end of the day, tired and his ears pulling down, all he thinks about is laying his head against your stomach while you scratch his ears. Thoughts of just resting hit him when he notices that you're already too busy reading a new novel you bought, and everything just changes in his head. He wants to know if you want some tea, or if he brings you a piece of the cake they recently bought and you said you liked it, and his grimace makes it obvious that he wants something in return when you tell him you're fine.

You look at him, no curiosity in your eyes, because you already knew that he only wants to rest on his favorite pillow, but Gorou has always had this problem expressing what he wants if it's about you. He needs you in several ways, but he is unable to communicate it without feeling pathetic, and that is where you come in, so pretty as you leave the book on the bedside table in the room and slap your thighs, the sound of your skin and your sweet call They make him almost scream while, without even thinking much, he comes to obey your order to lie on top of you. Your hands comb his hair so it doesn't bother his face, your nails caress his skin, and he lets out a tired, satisfied sigh as the general turns into some sweet, pretty substance that clings to the heat of your body and wags his tail under your hands. Gorou can finally rest while you tell him about your day and he listens, looking up when you ask him and receiving your kisses on his blushing cheeks with a smile.

If his subordinates saw his general in that state, they would have a smile on his face, perhaps mocking or not, but it will never be more touching than the smile Gorou has every time he sees you.

[newhector]

On a business trip, I looked for company and after asking my tastes, I picked up the phone, reviewed some documents and within an hour the doorbell rang, I opened the door and a well-perfumed Greek sculpture appeared, accompanied by a beautiful smile and emerald green eyes. I invited her in and told her if she wanted to have something, while I went to the minibar and poured myself a whiskey, she said no. She told me to sit down, and I could see her walk in her long dress and I could hear her thin, high heels while I appreciated that under her clothes her breasts shimmered under the fabric, small but erect. She sat on a small table and opened her legs, she showed me some tiny bright red panties, and very sensually, she opened her dress, showing me two beautiful, hard nipples, she put a finger in her mouth, moistened it, and rubbed them. small circles on the areola of her breasts, I could see the shine of her saliva on them; Very slowly and without leaving my gaze, she began to slide her tiny panties with some difficulty, which she threw to one side while she rubbed herself with her other hand...

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en un viaje de negocios, busque compañia y tras preguntame los gustos coge el telefono, revise unos documentos y a la hora llamaron al timbre, abri la puerta y apareció una escultura griega bien perfumada, la acompañaba una bonita sonrisa y unos ojos verdes esmeraldas. La inviete a pasar y le dije que si queria tomar algo, mientras me acercaba al minibar y me iba poniendo un whisky, me dijo que no. Me dijo que me sentara, y la pude ver caminar con sus largo vestido y pude escuchar sus delgado y alto tacones mientras apreciaba que bajo la ropa sus pechos cibreaban bajo la tela, pequeños pero erectos. se sento sobre una pequeña mesa y abrio sus pierna, me mostro unas diminutas braguitas de color rojo vivo, y muy sensualmete se abrio el vestido mostrandome dos hermosos y duros pezones, se metio un dedo en la boca, lo humedecio y se los froto haciendo pequeños circulos sobre la aureola de sus pechos, podia apreciar el brillo se su saliva en ellos; muy despacio y sin dejarme mirarme comenzo a deslizar con algo de dificultad sus diminutas braguitas, que tiro a un lado mientras con la otra mano se frotaba...

[medranochav]

not the Haus of Harry styling..

Sebastián Yatra

[silverynight]

Los tacones de Tanjirou deberían ser rojos como sus ojos y cabello, eso resaltaría aún más su belleza.

Estoy seguro de que los pilares no le quitarán los ojos de encima. (⁠´⁠∩⁠｡⁠•⁠>⁠ ⁠ᵕ⁠ ⁠<⁠｡⁠∩⁠`⁠)♡

He looks absolutely stunning with red heels; the Pillars love it whenever he wears those.

[jessylinda]

Divine high heels, which ones do you girls prefer? black or red.

tacones altos divinos , cuáles prefieren chicas ? negros o rojos

[mill-kh]

can you show pictures or a moodboard kinda of what types of clothes Chrollo likes on you? ooh also the nail types he likes and heels and stuff and img I love the head cannons of this man loving garters and corsets

OMG, thanks for your suggestion, I also think Chrollo has a soft spot for those two specific pieces of clothing. 💖🍓

Also I have a that reminds me of him.

Hablando de gustos, creo que chrollo tiene muy claro que le encantan los tacones, en verdad le encanta verte con ellos, prefiere los tacones sutiles que te hagan ver con piernas largas pero mientras los uses él es feliz, además cada semana contrata servicios para arreglarte el cabello y las uñas, le encanta cuidarte y darte lo mejor para que luzcas bonita, prefiere los colores rojo y rosa en tus uñas ya que piensa que ese color te queda muy bien. Hablando de ropa interior le ENCANTA verte en lencería, de encaje o de seda pero siempre tienes que tener unas ligeras, le encanta ver tus muslos siendo apretados por ellas y le encanta también quitárselas mientras te pregunta cómo estuvo tu día, le encanta verte así porque piensa que eres hermosa, mientras que por otro lado cuando es realmente casual le encanta verte en corsé y faldas, le encanta admirarte desde la ventana de su oficina sentada en la silla del jardín leyendo un libro vestida así, elige entre muchos estampados y colores porque le encanta la forma que te dan, le encanta acercarse a ti y acariciar tu cintura y sentir lo apretada que se siente, además, en secreto también le encanta el escote que tienen.